The male protagonist is bad again, and the dedicated host is going crazy

The fierce look on the field disappeared completely, leaving only the softness and cuteness belonging to this form.

Using all four legs, he immediately took two steps forward.

However, before it could touch anyone, it was stopped by its owner.

A doubtful look back.

"Dirty." Fei Jueran glanced at the earth-colored spots here and there on its body and pointed out seriously.

You want to get on someone like this? How shameless!

Also, he was the one who had his leg injured, so stop pretending!

Although the students spoke harshly, they still couldn't bear to kill a little cub, and treated it much better than its owner.

As for the filth on its body, most of it was picked up while it was running and rolling in the gaps between the spiritual beasts of the crowd.

The little lion, who should have been the overlord of the grassland, wilted like a frost-bitten eggplant after hearing what his master said, "Mmmmm..."

Su Muyou looked at the master and servant performing a duet in front of him, and a smile flashed quickly in his eyes.

Although the protagonist's plot was distorted, he still responded competently according to his character's expectations, "Congratulations."

When dealing with the talents you want to win over, don't be so stingy that you can't even say a word of praise that doesn't require any benefit.

Hearing this, Fei Jueran immediately withdrew his attention from her.

Subconsciously, I smiled, but it pulled a purple wound, "hiss."

"You have good endurance." Another voice appeared out of nowhere, and the instructor suddenly applied to join the group chat, "How do you feel about your first day of class today?"

He leaned forward so that his vision would not be obstructed by the person in between.

Fei Jueran's mouth flattened. He first thanked his young master in a low voice, then looked at the instructor who was talking to him, "I have learned a lot."

Whether it is their recognition of racial enemies or the skills of disciplined military reserves.

He still has a lot to learn.

"You came at an unfortunate time. Today is not a teaching session, but a practical one." The instructor's eyes swept over his messy appearance, "You will learn more in the next class."

But the next class is in two weeks.

"Okay." Fei Jueran nodded obediently.

"During this period, you can practice your core first. I think your lower body is not very stable." The instructor also felt a sense of appreciation for his talent and gave some casual guidance.

I completely forgot who was guarding against others just now.

Su Muyu did not interrupt, as the instructor and the new students also needed to get to know each other.

Not only that, he also considerately sat back so as not to block their view.

As a result, the next second, I felt something pressing on the instep of my foot.

He lowered his gaze and met a pair of round eyes.

While the owner had no time to pay attention to it, it secretly placed one of its front paws tentatively on the handsome brother's foot.

At the same time, he tilted his head back to check the other person's expression to see if he was angry about it.

Su Muyou noticed that Xiaobai...the little dirty lion cautiously tested it, but did not move away from its approach.

He is not a germaphobe, and the clothes he is wearing are protective clothing. They will be changed and washed after class, so he is not afraid of getting dirty.

The opponent isn't that heavy, so just step on him.

As the saying goes, concessions are the beginning of further demands.

Feeling his silent indulgence, she jumped happily and rubbed her head against his calves.

He was so sticky and passionate, even more so than when he was facing his own master.

Su Muyu's eyes were obscure. How to put it, this behavior was so damn familiar that it made people feel complicated.

A small piece of land, two small theaters.

While the people and the spiritual beasts were getting along lovingly, the instructor was nagging at the new transfer student.

Everyone has a bright future.

"Also, your method of attack is a bit too rough. Although everyone is wearing protective clothing, kicking in the crotch will still leave a psychological trauma on people." The instructor frowned when he said this, and he disagreed very much.

This is just a practical test. It won’t happen. It really won’t happen.

For men, this tactic is still too advanced.

Fei Jueran glanced at the person sitting next to him, and when he saw that his young master didn't react at all, he suddenly felt relieved.

He was afraid that the other party would also dislike his tactics being not up to par.

After he had no more scruples, Fei Jueran dared to refute, "But using the least amount of strength to deliver the highest critical strike was the most appropriate method for the situation at that time."

He grew up in a displaced environment and had never learned any military tactics, but he was exposed to the tactics used in the corners of the alleys.

Many times, dirty tricks can be more lethal than regular tricks.

"Hey, I'm talking to you kid..." The instructor thought about it and realized that it was indeed the case. He was suddenly speechless.

At this moment, the little lion who was rubbing against the head couldn't help but purring.

Although it is small in size, its momentum is comparable to that of an engine.

Now, besides Su Muyu, the other two also discovered its sneaky little action.

The instructor's eyes widened slightly. It was true that he had taken advantage of the situation to get out of the situation of losing the debate, but the scene in front of him? ?

After carefully observing the scene and making sure it was not his hallucination, he raised his head and his complicated eyes fell on Su Muyu and its owner.

In other words, is it more exciting to do this kind of little tricks in front of other people?

Su Muyu didn't expect to be exposed so suddenly, and he coughed lightly in embarrassment.

Let me be clear, he definitely did not put catnip on his legs!

Hearing his voice, she raised her head in a daze, "Ah?"

Fei Jueran: "..."

He bent down and grabbed the skin on the back of the neck, and quickly pulled it off the man's legs, scolding with a dark face, "What are you doing!"

After saying that, he looked at the leg that had been hugged by his spirit beast, and sure enough, it was covered with dirt.

Fei Jueran apologized sincerely, "Master, I'm so sorry."

"It's okay." Su Muyou pretended to be calm in front of the instructor and even helped to find an excuse, "It's still young."

Fei Jueran, who should have been glad that the young master was not angry this time, gritted his teeth and thought: Just because you are young you can do whatever you want!

"Okay, you two can chat for a while." The instructor waved his hand to interrupt their mutual cover-up and stood up with a wooden face. "I can't see the scene on the field clearly. I'll go a little further."

The words "master and servant" are pronounced with particularly strong emphasis.

No wonder he asked why he didn't investigate others. So that's why.

The instructor thought he saw through everything, so he sighed and left enough space for the two.

Su Muyou: "..."

According to his explanation, it was all a misunderstanding.

Fei Jueran patted the head of the troublemaker, ordered it to stay where it was and not move, then bent down again.

He reached out his hand, moved closer to the leg of the person next to him, and gently wiped off the filth that had rubbed against him.

The young master of his family should be dignified and clean.