What's the news?

Seymus frowned, and reverted back to the message he had received earlier.

It was the news that Lion Tellig was begging for mercy.

Although the direction of his thinking deviated from 108,000 miles, Lige's words did account for part of the reason, but now was not the time to say this.

The most important thing at the moment is what he did when he lost his memory.

"You know about my amnesia, right?" Semos Road.

"Yes."

Lean yawned and walked out of the lair, intending to go outside to blow the cold wind and sober himself up.

He had a hunch that this conversation would not be too short.

Ten years of old friends' emotional problems, of course, he, as a brother, has to make a contribution.

Semos carefully considered his words, "When I lost my memory, because of some misunderstandings, I ate together, licked my fur, and ...... with the orc I told you before."

Before he could finish his sentence, Lion added to him, "Let's sleep together." ”

It's still the kind of sleep that is held in your arms and your tail is given to the past together.

Lien's voice was calm, and he couldn't hear his opinion on this matter, "These things, what's wrong?" ”

Semos pondered for a moment before speaking, "These seem to be ...... It's something that couples do. ”

The breeze flicked his feathers, and Lien flapped his wings and sensed that something was wrong, "Wait, are you ...... Isn't it a couple? ”

The two communicators fell silent together.

In the end, it was Seymus who spoke first, and he said apologetically: "Not a couple. Because of my amnesia, I had some misunderstandings about our relationship. ”

It led to what happened next.

I thought that I would take the initiative to put my head over, let the other party lick his hair, seduce him with his tail, and take the initiative to hold it when I sleeped......

Samos: "......"

Can't think about it anymore.

The ground is going to be dug out of the pit.

On the other side, Lion touched his chin with his wings, remembering the scene he saw at that time, his eyes became strange, and he said, "In that case, let me ask a few questions." ”

"Did you eat together before you lost your memory?"

"Yes."

The little rabbit was injured and he brought back food.

"Licking hair?"

"Yes." Semos curled his tail in a weak heart.

"Sleeping together?"

Thinking of the night when he defied violently and finally failed, Semos spoke with difficulty.

“…… Yes. ”

"I did these things before I lost my memory, and I still say you have nothing to do with each other?" Lean sneered, burrowed back into the nest, and hung up the communication with a click, looking like he could see through everything.

The little couple is awkward, the big night is a waste of time.

It's better to sleep.

“……”

Semos looked at the communicator, which had stopped working due to a communication outage.

Leigh's rhetorical question left him at a loss as to how to answer.

It seems like...... That's right.

From the very beginning, there was not quite something right between the two of them.

The little rabbit was forced to sleep and lick the fur, but he didn't completely refuse, so that his body gradually adapted to the existence of the little rabbit.

A misunderstanding arises.

In the moonlight, Semos turned his head to look at Masaka's little rabbit who was sleeping with his tail in his arms.

But......

Is it really a misunderstanding?

*

When Musa woke up, he leaned lazily to the side and fell into the air.

The large soft pillow beside him disappeared into thin air.

“？”

With his eyes closed, he stretched out his paws and groped the ground around him, but he didn't touch the body of the snow leopard.

Well? What about the big cats?

Musa thought in a daze.

He didn't touch the snow leopard, but the big cat's tail was still in his arms.

Could it be that he escaped with a broken tail like a lizard?

Startled by this thought, the little rabbit hurriedly opened his eyes, and saw that a little farther away from him, the snow leopard was squatting on the ground, looking out in a daze.

The expression is serious and the eyes are solemn.

It is worthy of a big cat, and it starts thinking about leopard life in the morning.

If you can ignore the long, beautiful tail, the hanging bunny is perfect.

Musha muttered a few words, stood up and shook the collapsed hair on his body, walked briskly to the snow leopard, shook his little buttocks, touched the snow leopard that was still thinking, meowed and said hello, his chin was raised outward, his eyes were full of anticipation, everything was silent.

Good morning, big cat, are you out hunting?

Yesterday I had a fever and was exhausted, so let's take some food today.

To tell you the truth, he was fed with water yesterday and his stomach was hungry.

Unsurprisingly, the snow leopard did not refuse.

He got up in silence and followed Musha silently, as silently as a cold and hard statue.

Musha couldn't help but glance at it curiously.

Today's big cat is a bit chilly.

Is it to think about the impact of life?

The fruitless little rabbit quickly left the matter behind.

Since the main force of hunting is the snow leopard, with the experience of the last time, Musha obediently followed behind the snow leopard this time without pointing a finger.

Anyway, sooner or later, the prey will have to be caught.

Grab it early and fill your stomach early.

He eats whatever the cook does.

The success rate of the snow leopard hunt is as high as ever.

This time, without Musha's intervention, as soon as he passed, he picked a younger rock sheep and ambushed him behind the rock in the corner, and when the rock sheep arrived, he pounced on it, locked his throat and fell it.

Musha stared at the rock sheep in front of him and licked his mouth expectantly.

There are a large number of rock sheep, which is the food that snow leopards often eat, and his big cat likes rock sheep more than ordinary snow leopards, and loves the meat quality of rock sheep.

Almost every chance he gets, he catches rock sheep to eat, and the other animals only serve as a concoction and occasionally get them to eat.

But Musa didn't mind, because the two had the same tastes. He also likes to eat rock sheep.

Hit it off, just right.

After eating the rock sheep, while the snow leopard licked its mouth, Musha Thief did not die, and like last time, he bit a piece of meat and handed it to the snow leopard.

But this time, his small plan did not succeed.

Today's snow leopard is very smart, and when he finds that he only eats a bite of meat, he must finish that piece of meat before letting him go, otherwise he will not eat the meat handed by Musha.

The hair is about to be bald, and it's useless to be coquettish.

Big cat today, how can it be so smart.

Musha, who was forced to follow and ate several pieces of meat, hugged his round belly, burping and looking at the sky in doubt.

No, it's not that today's snow leopard is smart, it's better to say that the snow leopard the day before yesterday was a little stupid.

Intimate and clingy.

Musa thinks.

Is it because the wind blows at night and freezes your brain?

And then a fever, and a good brain?

Defeating magic with magic, seems to make sense?

It's amazing, he's going to try it next time.

If the snow leopard knew what he was thinking, he would be very helpless, and Musha's previous little trick could only deceive his amnesiac self.

But soon, Seymus couldn't laugh anymore.

Because the little rabbit got up, walked with small steps, sat down in front of him, raised his head obediently, and waited for him to help wash his face after a meal.

And after washing his face, he didn't leave, squatting in place, his eyes kept flowing on the snow leopard's face.

Needless to say, all know his intentions.

Even, the little rabbit patted his forearm anxiously.

Role reversal.