The night market has not gone yet, the streets are brightly lit, Lucheng is undoubtedly a city with rich nightlife, Long Zai Zai then looks around, seems to be full of curiosity about everything, before walking a few steps, he squats in front of a sugar painting stall I can't walk anymore.
These sugar paintings are beautiful and colorful, and the dragon cubs looked over one by one, and finally locked their eyes on a dragon.
This... It looks very similar to Jiang Yan's prototype!
So he pointed to the sugar painting and asked, "Is this a dragon?"
The peddler replied: "Of course, the young master likes it, buy one and take it home?"
Dragon Cub thought for a while: "You actually made dragons into candies here, but if you eat them, it's like eating bad luck..."
The peddler was puzzled: "What is bad luck? Shenlong is auspicious. If you eat the sugar painting made by Shenlong, you will be more lucky!"
Charles froze, raised his head: "What is Xiangrui?"
"Auspicious... Naturally, it is a good omen!"
The little milk dragon opened its eyes in disbelief.
He used to be in the Noah Continent, and he only saw people make dragons into targets during the festival, or make people pretend to be evil dragons, and then find someone to pretend to be a knight to slay dragons, but he didn't expect that people in this world would call dragons good. sign!
The disparate treatment made Charles feel a little unbalanced, and then he thought of something, and asked angrily: "What about the dragon that fell into the Dragon Valley! Is it also a good sign!"
The peddler didn't understand why the child suddenly became fierce, but in order to do business, he could only answer patiently: "Ham, the Fallen Dragon Valley is a legend. Who knows if there is a Fallen Dragon? Even if there is, it must be a demon dragon." , where is the same, Shenlong is naturally a good omen."
When he talked about Shenlong, his tone was awed. Charles never expected that the people here had such an attitude towards dragons. He was hit hard for a while, so he left without looking back.
The peddler was startled, and shouted from behind: "Young master! Don't you want to buy one..."
Hearing that Long Zai Zai's footsteps were getting faster, and his mood seemed to be even more depressed, Jiang Wuyi thought about it, and paid for the Shenlong Tanghua, and chased him and put it in front of him.
"I didn't want to just now."
Charles didn't look at it, and walked forward with a dark face. Jiang Wuyi followed him and asked, "Why are you angry?"
In fact, Long Zai Zai didn't say anything, he also guessed a little bit in his heart.
Xiaolong has reached a hundred years old, but he is still ignorant of world affairs, as if he seldom interacts with people, not only that, but also has an instinctive avoidance of crowds, like a long-standing habit.
Jiang Wuyi guessed with reason and evidence that in the original world of the dragon cub, humans should not be friendly to the dragon clan.
Seeing Xiaolong ignoring people, Jiang Wuyi took the sugar painting by himself, walked a few steps, looked at a group of people around the street, and said: "It's very lively here."
So the dragon cub, who was still angry just now, was immediately attracted, and quickly raised his head and asked, "Where?"
Jiang Wuyi couldn't help smiling, he just felt that this little dragon cub that fell out of thin air was like a blank piece of paper, he could paint and draw on it, and keeping it by his side would make him feel better from time to time.
Soon Xiaonailong went to the crowd, Jiang Wuyi followed him, and saw that the booth was a juggling troupe, and there was a wooden sign with many musical instruments on it, and wrote: Teaching the basics of musical instruments, ten words Baojiao, 20 Wenbaohui!
This is a good way to make money. Musical instruments are not easy to master, but they can always make some sound, and there will always be people who are curious and try to learn.
Sure enough, Xiaolong Zaizai became interested, tugged at Jiang Wuyi's sleeve and shouted: "Jiang Yan! I want to play this!"
Lord Dragon God has always been steady, but for some reason at this moment, he was pulled away by the little milk dragon, and there was a slightly harsh noise in his ears, but the dragon cub looked over expectantly, and Jiang Wu subconsciously took out the money.
After a night tour, Charles had a good time, and the two returned to the palace.
Probably because he was tired from playing, or because he was too scared, Xiaolong Zaizai was honest tonight, and went to sleep in another room in the yard by himself.
Jiang Wuyi went back to the room, only to realize that he had been holding the Shenlong sugar painting.
He stared at it silently for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking, and finally shook his hand, and the saccharification instantly turned into powder and fly ash, and disappeared without a trace.
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Early the next morning, Prince Jing Yu came over happily.
In fact, Jing Yu originally wanted to please Jiang Wuyi through Charles, but after spending two days together, he felt that this innocent little demon Xiu was very cute, and he always wanted to get close to him, so he got up early in the morning and sent someone to Yixiangju to buy it. A limited number of crab roe buns came.
He came early, and the dragon cub was still under the blanket, when he heard someone entering the yard, he opened his eyes vigilantly, opened the window and saw that it was Jing Yu, and smelling the fragrance, he jumped out of the window and ran to In front of Jing Yu, he moved his nose curiously.
"What did you take? It smells so good."
After he finished speaking, he raised his head, and saw Jing Yu's face slowly turning red, and asked puzzledly, "Are you hot?"
Jing Yu took a step back, his heart beating a little faster.
Naturally, Long Zizai didn't realize that he had spent a lot of effort last night to successfully take off his clothes. Now his upper body is bare, revealing his snow-white skin, which contrasts with his red pupils, which is incomparably enchanting.
However, those eyes are innocent, and the impact of the picture is extremely strong, pure and charming.
There is only one thought left in Jing Yu's mind: fortunately, all the people in the house are guarding outside the courtyard for fear of bumping into the immortal master...
Seeing that he didn't speak, Xiaolong Zaizai stretched out his hand to take a look at the box, but suddenly his eyes went dark, and he was covered from head to toe by a robe, and then he was dragged directly into Jiang Wuyi's arms by a strange force.
He struggled to poke his head out, his hair was messed up, and when he looked up and saw Jiang Wuyi's dark face, he felt that this person seemed unhappy, so he blinked and said obediently, "Good morning."
With a cold face, Jiang Wuyi moved the person behind him and closed the door with a bang.
The heat on Jing Yu's face receded a bit, and he sat in the yard and took a deep breath to calm his mind.
Dragon Cub was pushed into the room, feeling a bit inexplicable for a while, Jiang Wuyi frowned, and said sharply, "Who told you to go out like this?"
What is this like
The little milk dragon reacted for a while, and then said: "Ah... I was a little anxious just now, I smelled a good smell."
Jiang Wuyi dug out the clothes he bought yesterday and threw them on him: "How decent!"
Charles hugged the clothes and was aroused by his fierce tone: "What are you talking about! I don't know how to wear them!"
Jiang Wuyi let out a sigh of relief, so he could only help him put on his clothes, and said as patiently as possible: "In the future, you are not allowed to see people like this again."
The little milk dragon said confidently, "I'm wearing pants!"
Jiang Wuyi almost laughed angrily: "You still want to not wear pants?"
"I don't..."
After tidying up Xiaolong and carrying it out, Jing Yu had already set up lunch boxes on the stone table. He saw Charles's face was a little hot, but it was the first time he saw Xiaolong wearing a normal robe, a child lined with golden red satin Even more dazzling, it is obviously the color at first glance, but it doesn't seem to be inconsistent at all, and I can't move my eyes immediately.
But before he could look any further, Jiang Wuyi stood between the two of them and pulled Xiaolong to sit down.
Only then did Jing Yu regain his senses, and pushed the crab roe bun over.
"Try this, this is the specialty of Yixiangju, you have to line up early every day to buy it."
Charles secretly glanced at Jiang Wuyi, and directly reached out to take the bun. He is fire in nature, but he is not afraid of being scalded. He took a bite, and the juice inside followed, and he was instantly beautiful.
"It's delicious!"
Seeing that he liked it, Jing Yu laughed happily. Jiang Wu glanced at him and suddenly felt that the things in front of him were worse than Baishui.
For a breakfast, only the little milk dragon had the happiest meal.
After eating Jing Yu's two meals in a row, Xiaonailong has already decided that they are friends, and good friends naturally want to share, so he said to Jing Yu happily: "Jing Yu, I learned a musical instrument yesterday, do you want it?" listen?"
Jing Yu was flattered: "Naturally it is good."
Jiang Wuben wanted to drive Jing Yu back directly, but when he heard the words, he was silent for a moment and didn't speak again.
Jing Yu cheerfully followed Xiaolong to get the instrument, Jiang Wuyi took a deep look at him, and said, "I'll go out for a walk."
After speaking, he walked out without looking back, but he didn't go far. He just stood at the gate of the yard, put his hands into his sleeves, and waited quietly. Sure enough, within a moment, Jing Yu rushed out of the yard , turning pale.
Seeing Jiang Wuyi standing at the door, he said weakly: "He...he..."
The attendant who was also waiting at the door was shocked and rushed forward to support Jing Yu.
"What's the matter with you, my son, are you okay! What's wrong with you? I'll send you to see a doctor!"
Jing Yu waved his hand weakly, and it took him a long time to relax before he could say a complete sentence——
"What he learned...how is suona...?"
The author has something to say: Zai Zai: Am I not playing well? ?
Suona (the boss lights a cigarette): What's wrong with Suona? Who do you look down on
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