Ge Xiu was taken aback and looked up.
The man in front of him was tall, with long jet-black hair hanging down on his strong and broad shoulders, his drooping eyebrows and eyes, and the well-defined lines on his upper body were full of oppression. He could feel the heat coming from the other side, and a pair of golden red vertical pupils stared at him tightly, like the heart of a fiery flame.
Ge Xiu was stunned.
- The appearance in front of him is actually somewhat similar to the man floating in the blue nutrient solution.
His gaze slid down a little, then raised suddenly.
Ge Xiu took a deep breath, closed his eyes forcefully, and said word by word:
"...you have to wear clothes after you become a human, right?"
The dragon was stunned for a moment, and it took a few seconds to react.
His face flushed instantly, and the dragon's tail hanging behind his back quickly circled back to block in front of him. He whispered, "...I forgot."
... Sure enough, no matter what he became, he was still that stupid dragon.
Ge Xiu pinched the bridge of his nose with some headache.
He turned around, tore a pair of trousers he had cut himself from the still-burnt bed, and threw it to the dragon.
The dragon put his pants on.
Only a "cha" sound was heard, and the tearing sound of the fabric sounded.
The next second, a large tail covered with pitch-black scales swayed down from behind him.
The dragon froze: "I'm sorry."
Ge Xiu: "...Nothing, this one is for you."
The dragon's tail shook slightly.
He took a step forward and reached out to grab Gexiu's wrist again.
The dragon lowered his head and looked at the not-so-deep incision on the back of the opponent's hand for a few seconds, then suddenly lowered his head and stretched out the tip of his tongue to lick it.
The hot and wet tip of the tongue licked the wound, causing a painful numbness.
Ge Xiu: "!"
He subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand from the shackles of the other party: "What are you doing?"
The dragon raised his head, and those golden red eyes stared intently at the princess in front of him: "Treat."
Ge Xiu glanced at the back of his hand.
The area that was licked just now has begun to heal.
He raised his head blankly: "I still prefer it to heal on its own, thank you."
The dragon's tail drooped down.
"..." Ge Xiu forced himself to look away from the opponent's tail.
The giant dragon stared at the face of the girl in front of him for a long time.
Originally, he had always looked down from above, but now he looked at it from a different angle, and he felt the terrifying impact of the beauty of the other party more and more.
Whether it's the eyes that condense the sky and the sea, the curvature of the soft pink lips, or the subtle changes in every expression on his face, all of them are like magic, which tightly affects his heart and makes his His mood was ups and downs, and he had never felt that any human being could grow to his liking, and even every strand of hair made him feel impeccable.
He was a little breathless, and he was reluctant to look away, for fear of missing a little detail.
Ge Xiu was a little inexplicable when he saw him:
"What are you looking at?"
The dragon said, "You are so beautiful."
Gossiu: "..."
thank you.
The man with golden red eyes said very seriously: "Marry me."
Ge Xiu: "...???"
What? ?
Dragon's idea is simple.
He hates those humans who dare to peep at his most precious treasure, and wants to marry a princess? dream!
Even thinking of this possibility, the dragon could not help but feel extreme anger, wishing to burn those stupid scum hundreds of times with flames - those stupid worms, not even a princess who fantasizes about himself!
But... If it was me who married the princess...
The dragon felt that he did not hate the idea.
To be precise, it's not just not annoying.
- even wake up laughing in sleep.
The giant dragon said seriously: "I will find you many, many books. I will find any treasures you want, and I can also ride for you..."
"Wait, wait!" Seeing that the more he said, the more outrageous he was, Ge Xiu hurriedly interrupted him: "Stop, stop!"
The dragon looked at him suspiciously.
Ge Xiu pressed his temples and said slowly: "I think... you may not be clear."
He raised his head and said seriously, "I'm a man."
Dragon: "?"
Looking at the blank expression of the man in front of him, Ge Xiu was finally too lazy to continue explaining, and he decided to speak with facts.
He tugged down the loose skirt he was wearing.
The dragon's face suddenly flushed red, and he subconsciously wanted to hide, but Ge Xiu sternly stopped him: "Don't run."
The words are concise and concise, but it makes his feet rooted and unable to move.
The dragon felt a fire burning in his chest, and he was a little dazed by the burning, and his chaotic vision was erratic and did not know where to land.
Ge Xiu grabbed the opponent's hand and pressed it against his flat chest:
"do you understand?"
flat…
flat? ?
The giant dragon was stunned, feeling that his worldview seemed to be refreshed, and he was a little confused by the blow.
So... the princess is actually a man
Why is the princess a man? !
His mind was in a mess, and he stood stiffly in place as if struck by lightning, and there were thousands of things in his mind that were unclear.
The only clear idea slowly emerged—
... But, the princess' skin is so slippery.
Like the delicate waves passing between the claws when flying on the sea, or the softest smooth satin in the world, the extremely sticky touch made him completely unable to—
At this time, Ge Xiu slowly narrowed his eyes dangerously:
"... So, why are you still touching?"
- And it's getting lower and lower
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Black robe wizards are wizards after all.
The moment he realized that his staff was broken, he knew that his defeat was set, so he stopped fighting, but cast a spell to leave the cave that was filled with hot flames in an instant.
He ignored the soldiers he brought to the island, but jumped on a boat and rowed away from Long Island at the fastest speed.
King Farren stared at the black-robed wizard in front of him with a gloomy expression:
"Didn't you make me believe you?"
The wizard's voice became more hoarse by the dragon's breath: "Your Majesty, I was the one who didn't think carefully."
"What's the meaning?"
"Originally, I have subdued the dragon, but the spell in the princess is so deep that it hurt me." The black-robed wizard spread out his hands, revealing his bloody, bloody palms: "This is called love. A curse that will make anyone work hard for it."
King Farlan looked even worse: "You want to tell me that my future wife is in love with a dragon?"
"Of course not." The black-robed mage shook his head: "This is the spell of the dragon, it confuses the princess' eyes and makes her fall in love without knowing it, but don't worry, Your Majesty, I have a way Let her return to Qingming."
King Farren's expression softened a little: "How to do it?"
The wizard's voice was rough and calm: "Of course it is to let the princess know the true face of this evil dragon."
Beneath the black robe, his turbid eyes flashed with a trace of vicious malice and the pleasure of revenge, and the two merged into a kind of vicious emotion, which was deeply hidden in the darkness: "I need Your Majesty. your help."
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