The Emperor’s Daily Nitpicking

Chapter 50

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, is not very lifelike.

Although Oswald is not forgiving with a single mouth, and blocks each other with him all day long, he is actually very happy to see him show his life or personal side in front of him, whether it is picky eaters or complaining about some people and things. As long as it is a side that others can't see, he likes it very much.

This is probably also quite sick. Oswald laughed at himself in his heart.

But Kevin obviously didn't have the interest and patience to keep talking about these things, and his focus soon turned to Oswald again.

"Warmer than before?" He wanted to grab Oswald's hand to see how the white hair was doing, but he felt warmth in his hand—at least the temperature of his palm had returned to normal unconsciously, but he didn't know Will it continue to rise, and repeat the previous alternation of cold and heat.

Oswald let out a "hmm", he was not paying attention to himself when he was speaking, and now that he was pulled back by Kevin, he realized that he, who was still as stiff as a popsicle from the cold just now, had slowly recovered.

But the terrible thing is... There are more white hairs on his hands.

When he thinks of Kevin's "mold mold" metaphor, he feels bad all over, and has a faint urge to chop off his hand. It's a crime to look at it too much.

"It's okay, it's not ugly." Instead of showing any empathy, Kevin, the bastard, raised his hand to touch the white hair with a calm expression on his face, and said, "Sometimes you don't even Knowing how many things you remember, and not all of your dreams are absurd and groundless, I think you are not far from being transformed... Tsk, it's quite easy to touch."

The bastard didn't feel satisfied after touching it twice, he grabbed it again as if playing, and asked shamelessly: "Does it hurt?"

The emperor looked at him angrily, "What do you think? Your Excellency, you are addicted to debt, right?"

Kevin wanted to ask Oswald if something similar happened in the past, but now he knows that there must be no such thing, otherwise he would not stare at the white hair with a stiff and surprised face.

He owed his hand, and it wasn't just for fun. After touching it twice, he raised his eyebrows and guessed: "If it's really the giant beastman blood inherited from your grandfather, then your grandfather must not be able to run away. Beast, the quality of the hair... It's either a white lion, a devil tiger or a snow wolf. It's not bad, it's not a loss if you change it."

Oswald: "..." Can you please stop talking

The young emperor really couldn't figure out how to transform himself from a human into a non-human, so why didn't he lose money? Besides, even if the dream is real, how can his grandfather, a pure-blood giant beast-human race, be the same as his half-blood? What if the result is missing arms and legs, or the same as when Dan was stupid, everything else has changed, but the head remains the same, can you still watch it? !

If he is the only one staying in this secret passage now, it will be different, but there is someone beside him, and what's more terrible is that he still has some other thoughts about this person.

May I ask which idiot is willing to show his ugliness in front of someone he likes

Oswald thought proudly: Whoever loves to show up will show up, anyway, I will not show up.

"The white lion's fur feels rougher than yours, let's rule it out." Kevin didn't know about Oswald's mental activities, and was still analyzing the possibility as if he was playing with him.

"How do you know so much about hair? Are you a pervert?" Oswald slapped his loose paw angrily, and clenched his fingers into his palm to prevent him from seeing it.

"I have raised a lot before." Kevin said that after thinking about it for a while, he felt that it was not good to put gold on his face, so he made a slight correction and said, "Stocking."

His Highness Guangming used to raise a lot of ferocious beasts. He said that he only raised a large valley in front of the hall and left them to grow freely. Occasionally, he came to admire them when he was in the mood, or touch them lovingly. Get them big heads. This person's taste is very vulgar and straightforward, and he has one and only one standard - the more handsome he is, the more he likes it. Therefore, most of the ones he raised were mighty and handsome lions, tigers, and wolves.

The lion is not particular about it, the tiger is the devil tiger with long fangs and strong temperament, and the wolf he prefers the snow wolf on the plateau, with a snow-white body, calm eyes, and a heroic spirit. Kevin once felt that this kind of creature had won his temperament, which was chased and complained by the female Thenis for two years.

He even raised a Sirius who was prettier than the snow wolf, and besides the aura that a snow wolf should have, he also had an extra pair of wings. It's a pity that there were not many of them in the world at first, and they probably disappeared completely later, after all, the old era is long gone.

"Okay." Kevin clapped his hands and stood up. He actually felt mixed, especially Oswald, who only had such a little blood left.