Shit shovel officer come and feed me

When the man was fast asleep and it was time to create a dream for him, Mao Tuanzi lazily got up and climbed onto Xiang Ru's bed.

The room was not bright. He squatted beside the pillow, looking at the man's stern face, he couldn't help stretching out his paw and patting it.

You said, you have so much aura around you, you are so good-looking, and you are so good at cooking, why do you refuse to give me delicious food.

He shook his pointed ears, and began to weave dreams silently. The white light clusters gradually grew larger and swelled at the tips of his claws, showing a somewhat dreamy color.

After weaving the dream, it is reasonable to shoot it directly into the man's dream, but today he hesitated.

After a while, he silently retracted his claws and began to transform the dream little by little.

The carefully cooked food in the human world was too delicious, and he couldn't bear to give up just like that. When he couldn't tell the man that he didn't want to eat cat food, he thought of another way.

Dream weaving turned the beautiful dream weaved in the past into a dream of appeal. He decided to connect to the man's dream through the dream of appeal.

——He not only wants the man to experience the pain of being able to see but not eat, but also wants the man to promise to cook him delicious food in the future!

Mao Tuanzi proudly shook the snow-white fluffy big tail behind him, looked at the dream after the modification with crooked eyebrows, then swung his claws, and patted the dream at the man's temple.

When he wakes up tomorrow, he will have something delicious again~

Probably because he was too excited, Mao Tuanzi always felt that his Yaodan fluctuated violently tonight, and his body began to heat up for no reason.

After a while, his limbs elongated uncontrollably, and the snow-white fur ball turned into a beautiful young man in a short while.

Different from the previous nights, after taking shape tonight, he had no clothes to cover his body.

The blue and bright clear eyes widened slightly, the young man raised his hands to his eyes, carefully swept over his body, then patted his chest, heaving a sigh of relief.

It's okay, it's just that there is no clothes, the transformation is still successful, and there is no lack of arms or legs.

The sense of shame of the monsters is not strong. Even if they are naked, he doesn't think there is anything wrong with it. At most, he feels that his skin is a little pale.

But seeing that men also wear nightgowns when they sleep, he transformed himself into a suit of clothes, a simple white robe with wide sleeves, with bamboo embroidered with silver thread on it.

The young man simply stood on the ground and took a good look at the clothes. He didn't put away the magic mirror until the soles of his feet gradually felt cold.

The man slept in a warm quilt, covered with a soft and comfortable quilt, which made the young man a little unbalanced, so he quietly lifted a corner of the quilt and stuffed his legs inside.

Hey...so warm.

Before Xiang Ru woke up, the young man became more courageous. He squeezed the man's head to the side, then lay down, and pulled half of the quilt to cover himself.

Hmm... The warmth of the quilt mixed with the man's body temperature slowly warmed the young man who had just entered the bed.

He yawned, his eyes were sleepy, he turned sideways, his limbs were tightly wrapped around the man, and he just fell asleep.

As the night deepened, the young man who was sleeping soundly with a man on the bed gradually disappeared, turning into a ball of hair falling on the bed.

……

Xiang Ru's dream at this time was not peaceful.

He was sitting at the dining table, facing the familiar young man. The difference was that today's young man seemed to have changed his clothes.

He didn't notice it before, but he vaguely remembered that the young man was wearing an ordinary white robe.Today the young man is still wearing a white robe, but there are some delicate embroidery patterns on the neckline and sleeves of the robe. Against the young man's milky white skin, he looks like an elegant young man.

But Xiang Ru felt inexplicably that this outfit was not suitable for the young man who was boldly eating chicken legs.

Seeing him staring at Xu Shi, the young man finally put down the drumstick for a while, and gave him two eyes, "Do you want to eat too?"

Xiang Ru was slightly stunned.

The young man tilted his head, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, his eyes were sly, and he took a big bite of the chicken leg in front of him, his cheeks on both sides were swollen like a hamster full of food, and his words were a little vague, " I will not give mud..."

Inexplicably thinking of a child playing a temper tantrum, Xiang Ru turned his head sideways, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly.

The young man was still eating. Not only did he eat, but he might also feel that he would be greedy. While deliberately taking all kinds of food in front of him, he pretended to be eating very deliciously.

Intentionally or not, the young man would occasionally look up at him, as if guessing how he would react...

Xiang Ru sat on the stool, looked at the young man with a calm expression, and then asked, "Can you tell me who you are?"

The young man paused, as if he had been choked. He took the cup on the table and gulped down a large glass of water, then looked at Xiang Ru in disbelief, "Is that how you reacted?!"

"What do you think I should react?" Xiang Ru's expression remained calm.

The young man seemed to be asked, his lips frowned, and then he asked slowly: "Aren't these foods delicious? You don't want to eat them just looking at them?"

Hearing this, Xiang Ru glanced at the heavy oil and salty dishes on the table that didn't suit his taste at all, then raised his eyes, and answered seriously: "Spicy..."

The smile on the young man's face just started, and then he heard the man in front of him say "I don't want to eat", and the smile on his face froze immediately.

He even stood up altogether, rushed to Xiang Ru, angrily grabbed his collar, "Then do you know that I like to eat!"

Xiang Ru was stunned for a moment, but he didn't move the young man's hand away. He didn't understand where the young man's anger came from.

Mao Tuanzi was so angry that the fingers pointing at him trembled, and his chest kept rising and falling, but he suddenly remembered that he couldn't let men know that he was a demon...

Just when Xiang Ru guessed that the young man might scold him or beat him, the young man angrily let go of his collar.

The expression on the other party's face was very aggrieved, "But I like to eat..."

Xiang Ru paused, "Eat as you like, everyone has different tastes..."

Who would have thought that the young man's expression would become even more aggrieved when he heard this, and he even stared at him with a bit of resentment, "I don't know how to do it..."

Xiang Ru straightened his collar, feeling as if he had caught something. He straightened it carefully, looked at the young man staring at him with a resentful expression, and guessed, "Do you want me to do it for you?"

The young man nodded excitedly.

Seeing this, Xiang Ru continued to ask, "How do you know I can cook?"

The young man blinked, how should I answer this, because I have eaten it, so I know you can cook it, and it is delicious?

Will this let the man know that he is the hairball?

Will the man think too much, will he know that he is a demon?

……

After the consciousness was connected to the dream of appealing, he didn't think about how to operate it. Comrade Gun Gun, who only had time to take revenge on the man, was a little panicked now.

In such a panic, the connection of the dream is broken.

The young man in the mist was stunned, wanting to cry but no tears.

He hasn't asked the man to promise to cook him delicious food!

Mao Tuanzi woke up, looked at the man's handsome face, and wanted to use violence.

Anyway, I haven't met a Taoist priest so far, anyway, there is so little aura in the human world, even if there is a Taoist priest, he may not be better than him... So I directly exposed my identity as a demon, and asked the man to give him delicious food every day, no, every meal!

But no, just think about it.

Mao Tuanzi bit his big fluffy tail and forced himself to calm down, but it didn't help, he started to feel sad again.

Is there a monster worse than him?

What kind of experience is it that you can't eat something delicious, and you can't use your demon power?

The experience of wanting to fight.

Now he really wants to find a fight with the two little monsters.

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