Cute Beast World: Beast Husband, Memeda!

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That night, Xuanyuan finally saw Xiaoba.

In the pottery basin, the twin fruits had absorbed all the blood. The originally white and round fruit skin now had a faint ruddy sheen, like a baby's delicate skin that could be broken by a blow.

It struggled to dig out the pottery basin and stretched its limbs: "Finally woke up!"

He slowly picked it up and stared at it with wide eyes: "Are you really Xiaoba?"

"What's your name, Xiaoba? You should call me daddy!"

Slowly poking its swollen white belly, he said with a wicked smile: "You don't look like a father now, but more like my son."

Xiaoba said angrily: "You are so impudent that you poked dad in the belly. You are really not big or small!"

She slowly leaned over and kissed his cheek: "You are so cute like this!"

Xiaoba's face suddenly turned red, and his tone became more and more angry: "Even your father is teasing you, how insane!"

After smiling slowly, he held it in his arms and sighed with satisfaction: "You are finally back."

Xiaoba pressed against her chest and couldn't help but poke her breasts with his hands: "Even if it's a washboard, it's not as flat as yours."

Slowly: "..."

She grabbed the twin fruit's thin legs and swung them in circles in mid-air.

Xiaoba yelled: "Let go of daddy! I feel dizzy! I really want to vomit!!"

"That's what you get for laughing at flat chests."

"It's too much! You have to be bullied even if you tell the truth. Is there any justice in this world?!"

Slowly swinging harder and harder.

Xiaoba screamed even more miserably: "Help! Someone come and save daddy!!"

Slowly and sinisterly smiled: "Scream, scream! No one will come to save you even if your voice breaks."

…

The prophet walked to the door, ready to see how Xiaoba was recovering. When he heard Xiaoba's miserable cry, he subconsciously stopped and a smile appeared on his lips.

Xiaoba noticed the prophet standing at the door and immediately shouted to him: "Prophet, save me!"

Slowly turned to look at the prophet: "Is something wrong?"

The prophet thought carefully and then said: "I was just passing by."

Then he turned around and walked away calmly.

Xiaoba yelled: "We are one after all, you can't be so cold-blooded!"

It's a pity that the prophet walked too fast and didn't stop at all.

The four words cold-blooded and ruthless are expressed vividly!

Losing his last source of help, Xiaoba was brutally raped by Slow's vicious hands and was ravaged like a rag doll. He collapsed on the carpet with a look of despair on his face, feeling that his last dignity as a father of the system was gone. It has been trampled slowly.

It's so tragic!

After slowly getting tired of playing, she sat down next to it and poked its white belly: "Let's talk."

Xiaoba pretended to be dead and remained motionless.

He slowly spoke to himself.

She recounted what happened after Xiaoba left.

From the time she left Dragon Island, went to the City of Ten Thousand Beasts to meet the Prophet, and then went to Darkmoon City to find Xuan Wei...

Ling Ling, Mr. Zongzong, took a long time to finish.

At the end, Xuanyuan couldn't help but ask: "Are all the words Xuan Wei said before he died true?"

Xiaoba was finally willing to open his mouth: "Most of it is true."

"Most of it?" Xuanyuan asked hurriedly, "Is there a small part that is not true?"

"Xuanwei knows more than ordinary orcs, but he is still far from the complete truth, so you don't need to believe everything he says."

He slowly lowered his head and stared at it: "How much do you know?"

"I basically know everything the prophet knows."

Before he could slowly ask, Xiaoba then said: "But I can't say those things."

Xuanyuan was a little disappointed: "Why can't you say it?"

"Because it's not time yet."

"Does it still depend on the time when you speak?"

"Some words must be said when the time comes, otherwise it will easily lead to unpredictable consequences, just like back then..." Xiaoba paused here and forcibly changed what he was going to say next, "Anyway, it can't be Say, it’s in vain for you to ask.”

He hummed slowly: "It's appetizing."

Xiaoba: "Destiny is made up of many gears. Each gear is an extremely important link. Every word we say now is also a link. If we say the wrong thing at the wrong time, , which will cause the order of the gears to be disrupted.”

He slowly scratched his cheek and said, "I don't quite understand."

"Forget it if you don't understand. Anyway, you are right to listen to dad. Dad will not harm you."

Looking at Xiaoba's laziness slowly, and remembering the words of the prophet in her mind, she couldn't help but ask: "If the prophet finally decides to use me as a sacrifice, will you help him or me?"

Xiaoba glanced at her: "Your question is like asking who should I save first when my mother and my wife fall into the water? It's very stupid."

Slowly poked his white belly again: "Then who are you going to save first?"

Xiaoba turned away from her hand and hummed: "I can't save either of them."

"Why?"

"Because I have neither a mother nor a wife, I only have a stupid daughter."

Slowly chuckled: "So, I am among the prophets, you will choose to help me?"

"Of course, daddy will always be on your side."

Xuanyuan was very moved, but she was still puzzled: "What good can I do that would make you willing to help me even if you disobey the prophet?"

"Do you want to hear the truth or a lie?"

He slowly and cautiously said, "Tell me a lie first and listen."

Xiaoba got up, hugged her wrist, and confessed affectionately: "The prophet gave me life and soul, but he didn't give me a heart, and you just gave me this heart, so I decided to do whatever I wanted."

He hugged it slowly and forcefully: "You said it so well! I'm so touched!"

Xiaoba struggled: "These are all lies! Dad hasn't told the truth yet!"

"No, this is the truth. Don't say anything else."

"I want to say, the truth is that I... uh uh!"

Slowly cover its mouth to prevent it from finishing its words.

It kept on going until Xiaoba finally got tired and fell asleep, but he still couldn't tell the complete truth.

Slowly and carefully, he put it into the pottery basin and carried it back to the guest room.

Bai Di and Xue Ling were a little curious when they saw this little guy.

"Is this your friend?"

Nodding slowly: "Yes, its name is Xiaoba."

Xue Ling went over and took a sniff: "How come I smell the prophet's breath from it?"

Xuanyuan was very suspicious: "Why is your nose so sharp? Your prototype is actually a dog."

Xue Ling sneered: "Have you ever seen a dog as beautiful as me?!"

Xuanyuan was speechless by his shamelessness.

Having nothing to do today, she slowly decided to go down the mountain for a walk, and she took Xiaoba with her.

Xiaoba sat on her shoulder, a small ball, white and soft.

Xue Ling said: "I always feel like you are taking a son out with you."

Xiaoba immediately became furious: "Who is the son? I am the father!"