"Stuffy?"

When the beast finally reacted, Fuyu's hand had already touched its gray-black long hair, I don't know if it was because of the experience of facing the brown wolf together, this beast did not have any rejection of Fuyu.

"I've heard that hairy animals like to be scratched under their necks, try it." Seeing that the beast's reaction was like a loyal dog, the ink demon lying in Fuyu's hand suddenly became a little eager to try-since you pretend to be ignorant, let's pretend to be ignorant.

When she was in her last life, she heard people say that there are one hundred and one benefits of raising a loyal dog, and because of this, she read a lot of popular science books on raising pets, but she didn't expect to run to the world of mythology and get a chance to show what she learned on the wrist of a mermaid.

Fuyu felt that her heart was about to reach its limit, but the divine order had to be carried out, and she stiffened her face and moved her shoulders forward mechanically to reach the beast's chin.

The beast was frightened by this strange touch at first, and then felt that Fuyu had no malicious intentions, so it gradually relaxed, and even arched and sniffed flatteringly into Fuyu's arms with a huge horned nose.

Perhaps it is that in the mythical world, whether it is a human, an animal or a half-beast, they all maintain the most primitive instinct of beasts to seek good fortune and avoid harm.

The beast was very useful for Fuyu's frightened reassurance, and under Fuyu's wide-eyed gaze, the beast obediently crawled down at her feet, and after a while, it actually started to snore slightly.

"God's ......"

Now calling for the word "God" has become Fuyu's new mantra, whether it is excited, happy or amazed and sad, she habitually uses this word to express it, as if there is a tendency to expand the meaning of these two words infinitely.

"You seem to have subdued a terrible beast." The round bead body of the ink demon slid from the inside of Fuyu's wrist to the outside, like a black eye turning around.

"Acceptance? God, do you mean......" Fuyu looked at the black pearl in her hand in disbelief, with a look on her face that wanted to make sure she had heard correctly.

"Well, this beast has already surrendered to you, you see......"

As if in order to confirm the words of the ink demon, the crouching beast even turned out at this time, exposing its soft belly in front of Fuyu.

"It is willing to show even its most fragile belly in front of you, which is the sign of the beast's soft confession?"

Mo Xiaoyou's voice seemed to be tempting, and every sentence hit Fuyu's heart.

She carefully bent her knees, listened to the intermittent snoring of the beast, and somehow suddenly fell white tears.

She herself didn't know how to define the color of the tear and the mood it represented.

She only knew that when she was abandoned by the tribe, abandoned by her beloved, and almost despaired, the behemoth in front of her actually recognized her as its master, and no matter why it did it, it finally gave her a reason to recognize herself.

Thinking of this, Fuyu carefully pressed her head against the soft and long-haired belly of the beast, listening to its heartbeat, as if even the pain in her heart had been relieved a little.

The ups and downs in the water for a few days, the fear of being frightened on the shore, at this time, accompanied by the beating of the heart, was gradually soothed and calmed, and the moment her spirit was slowly relaxed, she actually sank into sleep in an instant.

By the lake in the mountains, Mo Xiaoyou was paralyzed on Fuyu's wrist and looked at the sky, thinking about his own thoughts with a slightly complicated mood, not knowing whether the decision he made today was right or wrong......

Mother stone, this mission...... It's so hard!