Whimsical thoughts kept rolling and boiling in his mind.

Han Ri couldn't help but straighten his waistline.

As his first "partner", his senses of strange beasts are unconscious and complicated.

If you can really ask him, does that mean...he can make 302 more obedient?

But before this absurd idea took shape, the strange beast roared suddenly.

There was a hint of warning in that tone.

Han Ri looked along 302's line of sight, but saw a new strange beast appearing in front of them.

It is a group of careful alien beasts who smell blood and come to snatch food.

Most of these strange beasts are flies, and their size has reached one meter in size. Each of them looks hideous and terrifying. They are afraid of the pressure of 302, and they are also attracted by the attraction of flesh and blood.

Cold day aversion to cold.

After comparing the two, he suddenly felt that 302 was actually pretty good-looking.

At least there are not so many strange things on people.

302 gave a warning and ignored it.

Even if they wanted to, they had to stay on the periphery due to coercion.

After 302 finished eating and left with the merman in their pockets, the alien beasts swarmed in and devoured the few remaining internal organs and flesh and blood one by one.

But in just a few seconds, only the crystal clear white bones remained of the strange beast.

302 hurried on with Han Ri without saying a word.

Han Ri didn't know where he was going.

He lay down in the wing pocket, tilted his head to record the surrounding environment, and waited for one day to go back to look for "Eggy".

But as he thought about it, he suddenly felt a little dazed.

It seems that I haven't felt sick for a long time.

His body...doesn't seem to reject alien beasts?

why?

Han Ri couldn't figure out why.

When the two found a new cave spot, Han Ri couldn't help but observe 302 secretly.

The torso of the strange beast was unconsciously strong and stern, and the dense black scales were like a dark and dull abyss. Every part of him was covered with scales, and there was nothing unusual about the place under his body.

But Han Ri is very clear that the opponent is huge and hot.

On weekdays, 302 seldom made a sound when he was driving him on the road. Most of the time, he gave warning roars to warn the strange beasts around him.

A small number of them are grunts with a pleasant tone, usually the hoarse tone that he makes when he actively approaches or vents.

302 words are few.

But he also had an inexplicable sense of sternness, and the gaze he cast by accident was also extraordinarily cold.

Not to mention, it's kinda cool.

Han Ri pursed her lips.

He stepped back a little quietly, and his eyes quickly fell on his tail.

The tail of 302 is the most characteristic place.

It is very similar to the thick and long tail of the male father, but at the very tip, there is a section of translucent blue crystal that looks like a ghost. In the crystal, he saw the faint stars, shining in the dark night. Light up small patches of darkness.

his tail...

it's beautiful.

Han Ri thought.

No wonder 302 keeps teasing himself with his tail.

Because Han Ri really likes the tip of his tail.

Mermaids are a race that appreciates beauty, because their group has always focused on beauty.

Although 302 does not conform to the aesthetics of the Nether Peacock Clan, from a human point of view, he is undoubtedly a handsome and handsome beast.

Especially that tail.

Just as he was thinking, Han Ri saw 302's tail wagging.

His eyes swayed unconsciously, but soon, he realized something, and looked in the direction of 302.

as predicted.

302 narrowed his eyes, and wrapped his long tail into his arms again.

With a barbed tongue licking his cheek, before Han Ri had time to wipe off the wet marks on his face, the whole person was crushed under him in the next second.

Han Ri: "..."

Sure enough, he still doesn't like 302.

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