The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking

Chapter 186

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I don't know how hard he exerted, the tip of the claw left a few heavy marks on the thick stone ground, and even a little blood burst out at the base of the claw.

"What is this dream..." Kevin squatted down, raised his hand and squeezed his front paw, just about to see how big the wound was, when he felt a sudden light in his hand, the front paw was almost Can patted towards Kevin.

Fortunately, Kevin reacted quickly enough and turned his head abruptly to give way, otherwise he would have to tear off at least three pieces of flesh from his neck.

Oswald in the dream was extremely aggressive, in a state where he couldn't even touch it, and somehow felt like a trapped beast fighting.

Kevin didn't move him lightly, but maintained a half-squatting posture beside him, half-defending and half-protecting, lest His Majesty the Emperor be furious and cripple his entire paw.

As a result, he just shifted his gaze to Oswald's bared white wolf teeth, when he heard the tough man frown suddenly and let out a low howl.

Kevin's eyebrows twitched.

He was used to the state where the emperor usually only let out a cold snort when his arms and legs were broken, and suddenly he heard such a howl that was so low that it was almost inaudible, he felt a little uncomfortable in his heart. It was as if a thorn was tied around the heart, and the sharp thorns were twisted in the flesh.

It's not too painful, but it's kind of numb.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and patted Oswald's face, as if he had forgotten how he was almost torn off by sharp claws just now.

The struggling monster was probably at the end of the dream. After being slapped like this by him, its front paws twitched, and its eyes suddenly opened.

The eyes of the wolf, which are usually transparent with almost no impurities, now seem to be covered with a layer of light water vapor, filled with fine bloodshot eyes, looking tired and silent...

"Oswald? Are you awake?" Kevin saw Sirius' eyes, and his brows furrowed deeper. He patted Sirius' face twice again, and whispered.

The eyes of the giant beast lying prone on the ground froze suddenly, as if it was completely awakened by his sound. Those bloodshot eyes suddenly became focused, and they stared at Kevin's face for a long time, almost bleeding.

Kevin was taken aback by his eyes, opened his mouth and was about to say something, when his eyes blurred, and the huge monster rushed up. The furry wolf head arched against his neck vigorously, and the not-so-soft silver-white hair rubbed against his skin, so rough that it almost hurt.

This is not the feeling of pets jumping at people to play around. Kevin felt a heavier sense of "trapped beast" than before in this almost rough action. The restlessness and panic even brought an aggressive meaning. .

"What... did you dream about?" At this time, resistance or jokes are not good choices. Kevin, contrary to his usual style of bastard, rarely patted the giant beast gently.

Oswald let out a low growl from the bottom of his throat, and then buried himself in his neck and panted heavily, as if he could not confirm that he had escaped from the dream until now.

He was silent for a long time, then said in a deep voice, "I dreamed that you were dead."

Chapter 55

A wicked person like Kevin is very bad at speaking nicely, such as comforting others.

In his long past, the number of times he comforted others was very few, basically zero. Usually when someone is in a bad mood, whenever he speaks, he will rush to find and beat him, and it is very likely that he will "comfort" the crying person directly.

So usually when encountering such things, he would choose to go far away, shut up and pretend to be dead, so as to save trouble.

But this time, he saw Oswald being haunted by a nightmare, and he didn't even get out of it after opening his eyes. For the first time, he had the idea of planning to say something. Svade should get out of this emotion as soon as possible, he doesn't see Oswald like this...

This uncomfortable feeling has rarely appeared in the long years he has experienced in the past. After careful investigation, it may be because he is naturally indifferent, and there are very few people who can make him feel sad, probably only people like Teni. Those who have lived with him for tens of millions of years, such as Si and Fei Sa, have long since disappeared. But that's not the same as how he feels now.

If he had to define it, when he patted Oswald and listened to his heavy breathing like a trapped animal who didn't know what to do, the feeling that came to him was probably what ordinary people call distressed...

He wanted to say something, so that Oswald could relax a bit, and he could also get rid of his inexplicable feeling.

So, I always have something to say, the light that I am most afraid of being long-winded and troublesome is in my heart for the first time