Fake hair balls as undercover

Al, who has the only follower, feels that Dre has fully demonstrated the stubbornness of the dragon at this moment. No matter how he expresses his feelings, this man also insists on his own ideas and makes it difficult for him to refuse.

He hasn't settled into Dre's role as a follower yet, and he's not ready to be a man in power.

However, for a follower, it is like taking an oath, and Del Rey has indeed fulfilled the obligations of a follower faithfully.

As Tumenti, his awareness is not as good as that of a dragon.

Al's self-disgust reached its peak, and he couldn't figure out what was contradictory and entangled in his heart.

Ayrin has always treated his followers casually and strictly. They have a common goal to discuss, and those in power will never hesitate to instruct them.

Dre waited quietly for Al's response. The fragrant fruit in his palm exuded a fragrance, which made him have to think about how long the peeled fragrant fruit can keep fresh.Drey was unwilling to continue to hand over the fragrant fruit in his hand to Al, he hesitated for a moment, and slowly started to eat.

While looking at Al's silent expression, he quickly took care of Xiangguo. He felt that it would be better to peel fresh ones for Al.

"Do you still want to eat xiangguo?" Drey changed the topic, "It seems that the xiangguo just now tastes good."

He turned and walked towards the freezer next to the bed, deciding to give Al enough time to think.Young Tumenti seemed taken aback by his sudden declaration, but to Drey it was only part of that oath.

Tumenti's followers are the sharp blades of those in power. Even if Aiur can only be regarded as a reserve, it is too simple. If it is Ayrin, he should not even move his eyes, and even treat him as a follower. Things to do.There is always such a relationship between those in power and those who depend on power. There is no equality between them, only acceptance and giving.

He squeezed Xiangguo in his hand, a subordinate who can be regarded as omnipotent, but did not please Al, Drey was still a little disappointed.

How much he hoped that Al would take his contribution for granted, and then bring the relationship between the two closer. He didn't expect to share the same bed, at least he could have a frank exchange of Tumenti's maintenance experience.

Dre made a little self-mockery, thinking that he was whimsical, probably because there is no soul resonance relationship between Long and Tumonti. They are born with a barrier that transcends races and is difficult to eliminate.He was also thinking about raising Tumenti's cub, and now it seemed that he couldn't even figure out the owner of the cub.

"Al, do you want to eat mountain shoots and berries tonight...?" Dre's casual questioning voice faded into the air as he turned around, and he froze in place, unable to believe his eyes.

What appeared in front of his eyes was a white Tumenti, a small fluffy one squatting on the ground with its fluffy tail swinging, with round amber eyes, slightly raised its head and stared intently at Dre.

This is Al's response, expressing his attitude with Dre's favorite animal posture.

"Al." Dre squatted down and looked at him incredulously, "Are you trying to repay me?"

It is impossible for him not to understand what Al meant, just like what Al asked at the beginning.Because Dre likes fluff, Al used this form to repay Dre for his efforts.

The sympathy between the ruler and the followers is two-way, because the ruler can give them the highest honor and belonging, and the followers are willing to give everything for him.From the perspective of those in power, even if followers sacrifice their lives, they should accept it frankly.

But Al can't get all of Dre's trust and efforts with peace of mind, nor can he choose to reject him.When he figured this out, transforming into the cub form seemed smooth and unhindered.

He wagged his tail, raised his paws to rest on Dre's knee, and looked at Dre nervously.

"You are like this, I am very embarrassed." Dre said this resignedly, "I don't want to trick you into groping my hair with nice words."

Although, he really wanted to stroke Al's long fluff, the appearance of the young Tumenti was his favorite, with a quiet personality and a small temper, just in line with his taste for keeping pets.

However, Dre has long since stopped considering Al as a pet.

He put the fragrant fruit in his hand on the table casually, and hugged Al according to his heart, and the soft fluff filled his mind.In Dre's memory, he was rarely able to feel the cuteness of this grumpy little beast when Al was conscious. When this thought came to his mind, Al stepped on his arms quickly, Then lie down.

Drey sat on the ground, holding Al in his arms, and tentatively put his hands on the back of the little beast. In the past, such actions would definitely arouse Al's violent reaction. Now, he did not expect Al's pair of small He folded his ears back, tilted his head, and stretched out half his paws that were under his body, but there was no more movement.

It's like raising a petite cat with a gentle personality, willing to be petted by him obediently.When the scene Dre had been looking forward to for a long time finally appeared, he found that Al's well-behaved appearance was so cute that he suffocated him, and he could hardly control the strength in his hands.

"Al." He didn't know how to express the excitement in his heart, and finally let his palm touch Al's fur, "I'm very happy."

Whether he's doing it for repayment, to show trust, or to hide his confusion, Dre is pleased with Al's behavior.This was the fluffy stuff he had dreamed of, and when Al was lying in his arms, Dre felt that all the hard work he had done to please him was not in vain.

As his palm brushed Al's back, the little beast shifted slightly, stretching its limbs.Al didn't dislike being petted. As a Tumenti who liked to appear in the cabin in a beast form, he could probably imagine Drey's reaction.

...Sure enough, he is a serious plush fan.Al narrowed his eyes slightly, he didn't care that they were on the floor of Dre's bedroom now, he was lying in the soft and comfortable embrace, feeling Dre's warm palm.

"Want to eat fragrant fruit?" Drey asked.

Al's ears twitched, he raised his head, and stared at Dre as if he could speak, which made the man in his arms laugh out loud.

Feeding alexiang fruit seems to have become Dre's new interest. While peeling the skin, he rejoiced at the correctness of learning this skill at the beginning.

When Al took the first bite of the fragrant fruit, he suddenly realized the meaning of depravity. He said that he was here to talk about things, and why it became like this.

Al was conflicted in his heart and couldn't resist the temptation of Xiangguo. After eating one fruit degenerately, he decisively raised his claws and pushed the hand that was going to peel the second one. Al jumped from his arms and was about to When jumping out of his arms, the buzzer of the communicator even Dre felt the vibration.

It was a rather faint feeling, but it became obvious because they were so close.

Dre watched as Al quickly jumped to the ground, threw out a communicator that was so small that he didn't know where it was hidden in the lush fluff, and connected the incoming call.

This should be the communicator mode specially designed by Seablue Star for them. It is specially used for rare beasts and can be carried with them. Even if Dre held Al in his arms, he did not realize that he was carrying this thing.

"Al, Huaying...uh, what are you doing?" Moss' eager voice stopped abruptly when he saw the fluffy guy in front of him.

Tumonti's proud soft fluff was as messy as if it had been rolled on the ground. Even Moss felt that Al didn't seem like a character who didn't tidy up before receiving the communication.Either it was too late, or there was no time to sort it out.

He hesitated to speak, his eyes flicked back and forth between Dre and Al in a complicated manner.

As soon as Al slapped his paw on the communicator, he almost opened his mouth and yelled, hurry up!

"Okay, Huaying woke up, I just want to let you know, by the way, do you still eat Xiangguo at night? If not, I want to go to Yegui restaurant for steak."

As soon as the long-winded Moss finished speaking, he was stopped by Al's paw.Al wouldn't feel shy in front of Moss at all. They were so familiar with each other a few years ago that they didn't need to hide it.

Moss's short hair is black but often sheds and needs to be groomed, while Al's long white hair grows densely and does not need to be cleaned, which made his partner very envious and had to lament the difference in species.

Drey saw Al showing no secrets in front of Moss, and hanging up the communication and starting to comb his hair. The surprise in his heart suddenly disappeared, and he put a question mark on the idea that he was already on an equal footing with Joe and Ailin.He asked in a heavy tone, "Al, you don't think you treat me like Moss, do you?"

Al shook his hair, put away the communicator on the ground with his paws, and gave Drey a disgusted look.

If Moss dared to mess with his fluff, he would have knocked him to the ground with his paw, and only Dre could enjoy the same treatment as a trusted elder.

"I'm different from Moss." Dre didn't realize this at all, and insisted on emphasizing, "I will be more reliable and trustworthy than him, so—"

Before he had time to ask for the specific content of Al's special treatment, he saw the little white plush beast running briskly, leaving only the afterimage of its big tail.

Drey quickly stood up from the ground and chased him out. Just as he stepped out of the bedroom, he saw Al standing at the elevator door waiting for him.The young man's short light brown hair looks gentle under the natural light, but the ends of the hair are messy with the remnants of animal fluff.

Al said: "Let's go and see Hua Ying. Maybe we should send him back to Seablue Star."