I'm the Dragon Rolling Beast

Chapter 52

In the end, Yan Gungun also failed to escape Jian Fengming's grasp.

Just like that, his round waist was clasped by his full-time breeder, and he sat there in a circle, looking at the apple milkshake that Jian Fengming stretched out his hand to bring him.

Yan Gungun finally waited until the basin reached him.

He couldn't wait to stretch out his palm to grab it, and stretched out his head to drink.

When the milkshake with apple flavor entered his mouth, Yan Gungun happily raised his jio slap.

Under the high spirits, even the cute round head was buried in it.

At the same time, Jian Fengming did what Yan Gungun wanted.

During the whole process, he grabbed his waist and stroked the fur on his back.

Don't be too obsessed with the rolling posture!

When a bowl of apple milkshake was eaten, Yan Gungun lowered his head, trying to lick the bowl clean.

Cherishing food is the responsibility of everyone.

It is also respect for the breeder!

Jian Fengming looked at Yan Gungun whose head was buried lower and lower, raised his hand and lifted the basin up.

However, Yan Gungun, who was still thinking about respecting the breeder, moved his palm at that time.

With two slaps in his hand, he snatched the basin directly, and put the basin on his head on his back to lick it.

Yan Gungun's actions are simple and cute when eating.

No matter how many times Jian Fengming watched it, he always felt... extremely cute.

So cute, Jian Fengming unconsciously softened his expression slightly.

Even the corners of his mouth curled up slightly naturally.

His wide and flexible palm landed on the back of Yan Gungun's head so naturally.

Among the dense fur, he rubbed slowly and rhythmically.

The normally chilling and indifferent aura is suddenly transformed by this small expression.

Jian Fengming's change did not have a deep understanding for the two beasts present.

After all, there is a definite difference between the perception of beasts and humans.

Jian Fengming's daily cold expression was perceived by Yan Gungun and Ao Wu, the black swan.

It's just cold noodles without murderous intent.

This kind of expression and aura, under the perception of beasts, does not have any sense of crisis.

Of course, this is also because Jian Fengming's nature is never to use violence against Eudemons.

But at this time, what Sang Zhaoheng felt was quite different.

After all, Jian Fengming is the god of killing on the battlefield, with a consistent cold face and ruthless aura for 800 meters.

Occasionally, there is a slight expression, but it is also fleeting, and it is difficult to be noticed.

But now, Jian Fengming's continuous smile and gentle aura.

Sang Zhaoheng suddenly had an illusion.

It was like returning to the scene when the three of them were awarded the honor together.

At that time, the one with such an expression was His Majesty the Emperor of the Empire who awarded them honors.

Sang Zhaoheng: ...

It must be an illusion!

The auras of Jane Hades and His Majesty the Emperor are completely opposite to what is known to all the people in the Empire!

At this time, Yan Gungun finally finished the first pot of lick (crossed out).

He threw away the pot and looked at the other pot.

Jian Fengming gently touched his ears, but did not hand over the second bowl of milkshake.

Instead, he changed hands and brought over the apple pie that had just been put there.

Yan Gungun, who couldn't ask for a bowl of milkshake, was in a hurry.

But before he could protest, the full-time breeder grabbed his waist and took him back. Then, with his arms around his waist and his palms together, he gave the apple pie he brought to him. torn apart.

The scent of sweet applesauce mixed with the scent of milk rushed into Yan Gungun's breath in an instant.

A certain furry little phantom beast subconsciously licked its mouth.

With his big head hanging down, he consciously leaned forward, and with the hand of his family's full-time breeder, he opened his mouth.

Mao Huhu rubbed the back of Jian Fengmingyi's hand with his mouth, which still had some milkshakes on it. At the same time, he took half of the apple pie in Jian Fengming's hand, and the other half was also snatched away by Yan Gungun's slap.

After eating a piece of apple pie the size of a palm, Yan Gungun licked the remaining warm applesauce around his mouth, his eyes were full of light.

This is even more delicious than the wild honey he ate when he was still ignorant!

At the beginning, when Yan Gungun wandered in the xx reserve, by chance, he provoked a swarm of wild bees.

While eating honey, Yan Gungun was also honored to be rescued to the xx base by passing human scientists.

That was also Yan Gungun's first time hanging out at the xx base to eat and drink!

There is no other reason, but the mouth was unfortunately stung by a bee, and it swelled a bit too much.

In the case of not being able to chew bamboo and bamboo shoots, Yan Gungun naturally ate pots of milk and various soft and easy-to-eat things prepared by humans for quite a while.

Humans are such lovely creatures.

You can make all kinds of things so delicious.

It was rare that Yan Gungun, who was thinking about other things when he was eating, suddenly felt blessed.

When he became a two-legged beast before, he ate apples that were so sweet and crisp.

Then if he eats it in the form of a two-legged beast...

At this moment, Yan Gungun had an extremely strong desire.

So, Jian Fengming's big soft fluffy circle in his arms suddenly turned into a cute and beautiful boy very unexpectedly, wrapped in a big black cloak except for his hands, and buried his head in eating.

Through a cloak of smart liquid metal.

Although Jian Fengming couldn't accurately sense Yan Gungun's body temperature.

But Jian Fengming felt the posture of his back completely fitting into his arms.

Under this thin layer of fabric, Yan Gungun's flexible figure was revealed.

Even Jian Fengming, who has a keen sense, can still feel it clearly.

The soft chewing sound and heartbeat came from the position of the back against his chest.

This feeling is strange and subtle.

It has the same but different feeling from the touch and emotion of holding the hairy ball in Ganggang's arms.

Jian Fengming took a slight breath, and there was a bit of bamboo fragrance in his nostrils.

The arm grabbed the waist of the little humanoid animal in his arms calmly, adjusted his position, and sat sideways on his lap.

But at this moment, Sang Zhaoheng, who witnessed Yan Gungun's entire transformation process but didn't see any subtle parts at all, called his goose: ...

Although not curious, but——

Who made this cloak that wraps a person up like a sack, leaving only his hands outside? !

and also--

Major General Jian, your movement of turning the humanoid Ao Qizai sideways.

Are you sure you're not fooling yourself?

Right next to you is a couch that seats five!

When Ao Qizai was in the shape of a beast before, you can just hug him.

This is now human, don't you really feel the need to keep a little distance?

But Yan Gungun, who planned to communicate, completely ignored the surrounding environment.

He sat sideways on Jian Fengming's lap, sniffing the scent which was obviously different from when he was a rolling beast.

With such a natural expression... Eagerly, he held up the other half of the apple pie in his palm and put it in his mouth.

Crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, the delicate and sweet jam is mixed with finely diced apples, flowing between the lips and teeth with unfamiliar touch, stimulating the taste buds, bursting out a sweet and sour, soft and crisp taste, making Yan Rolling almost swallowed his tongue!

After Yan Gungun was fed two apple pies, Jian Fengming stretched out his hand and pulled over a plate. Inside the plate was a pile of thin slices of orange-red dried fruit with beautiful snowflake icing.

Jian Fengming said while picking up a piece and feeding it.

"The one you just ate was an apple pie, and this one is called Carrot Frosting."

Yan Gungun lowered his head to look at Jian Fengming's hand, which was very different in shape from the carrots he usually ate, and tentatively lowered his head and picked it up.

While savoring the taste in his mouth, Yan Gungun turned his head to look at his professional breeder with bright eyes.

This frosting carrot is crunchy and sweet, and it's also delicious!

It is very necessary to try it out, how does it feel to be replaced by his Gun Gun body!

Therefore, Jian Fengming, the little humanoid animal that had just been fed, turned back into a round, soft black and white ball in the blink of an eye. With his cute round head held high, he slapped his arm with a raised palm. into the mouth.

Then, Yan Gungun touched the taste in his mouth and looked at the plate in his breeder's hand.

He picked it up very simply, tilted his head and opened his mouth to curl most of it up, chewing in his mouth.

It's delicious, but it's still delicious, but it's too small, and it's gone after being chewed by his main body's mouth a few times.

It feels like this plate is only half a carrot!

"Uh-huh!"

Humans, I want to eat frosting made from a whole carrot!

Jian Fengming picked up the fallen cloak, nodded in agreement and stuffed it into the small bamboo shoot backpack for him.

"Okay, next time I'll make you a whole carrot."

The little beast's demands were not excessive at all.

It's just a whole carrot, and it's still acceptable.

No matter how much, you have to worry about whether the sugar content is too high.

Sang Zhaoheng, who feels that he and his family Wu Zai have zero sense of existence: ...

Such a cute and sensible little Eudemon is not greedy or greedy at all.

Just ask for a carrot snack!

Major General Sang obviously didn't know that Yan Gungun actually wanted to drink milk, no matter how big or small the pot was.

Jian Fengming put the empty plate aside, and brought a shallow plate to Yan Gungun.

In the center of the delicate platter is a dangling caramel apple pudding that is brown on top and beige on the bottom.

This plate is slightly different from the usual pudding plate.

Just a little bigger.

The pudding inside is probably worth a six-inch cake...

When Sang Zhaoheng next to him saw the plate, the corner of his mouth twitched slightly.

In the list, Jian Fengming clearly stated yes.

A brand new plate of boiled fish...  

This thing is obviously not something that Yan Gungun can easily grasp at this time.

Jian Fengming took a large spoon the size of a fist, dug out a large piece and handed it over.

Yan Gungun slapped Jio respectfully and took two mouthfuls, before turning into a cute and beautiful boy in a sack-like cloak again, burying his head in front of the big spoon, eating milky apple pudding intoxicated!

It turns out.

Those valuable simulated star beast mechanical body reserves in the training camp were wasted.

There are no such simple desserts, but they are effective!

Jian Fengming: ...

Sure enough, his previous training direction for the little beast was wrong.