Not a natural enemy

"How is it? These are all very simple." He Yao asked while rubbing Bai Lang's hair.

Bai Lang turned into a prototype, shrunk to the size of a puppy, soaked in a baby bathtub, and let He Yao wash and brush him.

"Simple." Bai Lang stuck his head out of the bubble pile and answered.

"Does the gas stove work?"

"Yes."

Just now He Yao made up his mind to keep Bai Lang by his side to take care of him, so he took Bai Lang around the house and told him how to use those modern electrical appliances by the way.He also told him to use electricity safely, be careful with knives, and be careful not to be poisoned by gas.

Bai Lang fiddled with these gadgets for a while, expressing that he likes computers and mobile phones the most, squatting in front of the computer and watching the love wolf in the jungle all afternoon, He Yao was afraid that he would be nearsighted, so he found a reason to take a bath and pulled him away. (1)

Seeing that the washing was almost done, He Yao took him out of the bubble water, held him in front of his eyes for a while, and laughed loudly: "Oh my god, you look so ugly, your hair is sticking to your body."

The appearance of small animals just coming out of the water is very miserable. The more hairy the animal looks, the more ugly it looks. Bailang is just the one with more hair. The hair is long and fluffy all over the body, and it turns into a lock when it gets wet. In a row, they looked extremely embarrassed.

Seeing him laughing non-stop, Bai Lang made a "snoring" sound from his throat, broke away from his hand and jumped into the water, splashing water beads all over He Yao's face.

After making a fuss for quite a while, He Yao caught the slippery Bai Lang in the bathtub, made him a bath and said, "Oh, don't be angry, I'm just kidding."

Bai Lang let out a "woo" and didn't say anything else.

"Don't be angry, I'll buy you something delicious tomorrow." He Yao hugged him into the towel and said, "How about chicken?"

"Okay." Bai Lang let him dry his hair, jumped to the ground and transformed into a human form, took the hair dryer to dry his hair.

"By the way," Bai Lang asked, tossing his hair, "I still don't know what you are?"

A wolf's sense of smell is keen, but He Yao's skills are high, and he usually hides his aura on purpose. Although Bai Lang has a good nose, he can't smell what kind of fairy he is.

He Yao wanted to tease him, so he replied, "Guess?"

Bai Lang remembered that when He Yao rescued him from the pack of wild dogs before, his speed was extremely fast, like a black whirlwind, and he asked tentatively, "Black panther?"

"Yes," He Yao blinked with a serious face, "I am the Black Panther, Ben Panther."

Bai Lang didn't doubt that there was him, so he nodded.

Now He Yao lives in a rented house, a two-bedroom apartment, the landlord only gave him a single bed, he originally planned to let Bai Lang sleep on the bed and sleep on the sofa by himself.

But when it was time to go to bed, Bai Lang himself transformed into a prototype, shrunk down to a small size, like a ball of white fur, and lay down beside the pillow.

The demon used the prototype to heal his wounds to save some demon power and recover faster, so He Yao didn't object, and found him a rabbit fur scarf to cover him.

It was his own hair.

Demon life is long, and sometimes it's quite boring. I need to find something to do for myself. For example, a few years ago, He Yao became obsessed with knitting.

And in order to save money, I still twist the hair that falls off myself into wool.

He originally knit a crumpled rabbit fur vest, but when Hu Jiazhen saw it, he laughed so hard that the fox's tail curled up. He Yao picked up the vest and fought with him, and finally took it home, dismantled the vest, and wove it again. Wearing a scarf.

The scarf is not big, fold it in half and cover it with a white fur ball, the size is just right.

He Yao was quite satisfied, and felt that the black hair set off the white blue eyes more beautifully.

Bai Lang went up to sniff, and smelled the smell of a fox, he ground his teeth and kicked off the scarf, stretched out his paws to grab his arm, and kept rubbing against his arms.

"It's not that bad, it's rabbit fur, it's very warm." He Yao hugged him as if coaxing a child.

"No." Bai Lang's body shrunk, but his voice didn't change. The low voice matched the size of a puppy, which made He Yao want to laugh again.

"Okay, okay." He Yao hugged him and got into bed, giving him a corner of the pillow.

The current Bai Lang is small and fits well in his hands. He Yao rubbed his fluffy wolf tail with a smile, and hugged him, thinking: It's pretty good now. Take good care of Bai Lang by yourself. The life-saving grace of Yaoxian.

And he also likes Bai Lang quite a bit, look how cute he is with his fluffy hair.

Bai Lang lay beside He Yao, smelling the smell of He Yao's body, couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking his chin.

He especially likes the smell of He Yao's body, a light fruity fragrance, light but nice.

And it seems that He Yao himself can't smell this smell, and usually only absorbs the evil spirit, not this smell.

Want to stay with him?

Wolves are naturally alert and don't trust others so easily.At first, Bai Lang still had some doubts about the big monster who couldn't see through the original body in front of him, and planned to leave quietly in the middle of the night.

But He Yao was very kind to him, and he didn't have a murderous look on his body, and his black eyes were always full of smiles.

In the afternoon, he held his own hand and taught himself how to hold chopsticks. Bai Lang smelled the sweet fruity fragrance, and his heart almost jumped out.

Bai Lang even suspected that he was not a carnivore, but some kind of fruit tree.

Is he alone all the time?

In the darkness, Bai Lang's blue wolf eyes were extremely bright, and he automatically ignored the fox smell on the scarf just now, thinking: It's too pitiful to be alone, there should be someone to accompany the excitement.

He can also repay the favor by the way, stew a chicken for the leopard, rub its fur or something.

Just by the way.

Bai Lang came up with this serious answer, and was extremely satisfied in his heart. Then he started to feel drowsy, opened his mouth a few times, yawned, and fell asleep.

He still can't control his evil spirit well, and after he fell asleep, he turned back into his original body, and stretched out his paws to hug He Yao beside him.

The next morning, He Yao looked at the one-meter-long white-haired wolf lying on his body, and while kneading the soft fur on his neck, he thought: Are wolves such clingy creatures?Still want to hug someone to sleep?

Bai Lang's sharp claws had already been put away, leaving only a thick pad of flesh. One front paw was pressed on He Yao's shoulder, and the other was pressed on He Yao's waist. For some reason, Bai Lang stretched out his tongue and licked it. Licking He Yao's side face, his hairy head rubbed against his shoulder, as if he was in a good mood.

He Yao quietly removed Bai Lang's claws and climbed off the bed, then grabbed his pads and rubbed them for a while, smiling like a 3000-year-old pervert.

Needless to say, the feel of the meat pad is really good.

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Note: (1) The Love Wolf in the Jungle, American animation, the setting has borrowed from ABO, and if I remember correctly, it is still the setting of female A male O...