Bai Weiwei's fingers knitting the scarf paused, and then she slowly raised her head, her eyes a little confused.
"Can we go out?"
She didn't seem to have thought that he could take her out.
After all, in her eyes, he was a seriously injured patient.
Xia Ya choked, but when he heard her say "we", his mood suddenly improved.
Like a child who really doesn't understand the world, he stretched out his arms to support his body, and his beautiful eyes lit up.
"Weiwei is going out, I'll take you out, I can fly."
Bai Weiwei looked at him in confusion for a while, then turned to look around.
"But here, it seems to be underground, we may not be able to fly out. And your wounds... "
Xia Ya immediately reached out and patted his chest for fear, and grinned in pain and said, "I don't hurt anymore, I'm fine."
Seeing his distorted face, Bai Weiwei finally couldn't help but burst out laughing.
The girl's pale complexion had a few more blushes.
Like red roses blooming on the snow.
Charming and angry.
Her eyes were moist and bright, she shook her head at the dumbfounded boy and said, "Forget it, let's talk about it when your injury is healed."
Xia Ya only felt that her heart was sharp and moved by her smile, as if she had been struck by lightning.
She smiled at him.
Finally smiled at him.
Xia Ya bowed her head in embarrassment, and the pain and joy in her heart attacked wave after wave.
Let him really look like a child, his face flushed.
Since that desperate wedding, she has never smiled at him so simply and happily.
The boy's hoarse voice sounded.
"I want to make you happy, I really want to."
Always wanted to.
But when she looked at him with hatred, he knew he had screwed everything up.
Xia Ya slowly blinked his eyes, and the mist appeared.
"You smile so beautifully."
Bai Weiwei paused, her smile gradually faded, and then she lowered her head and started to knit a scarf in a panic.
"What's good-looking or not, don't be glib."
He stared at the blush on the tip of her ear and couldn't help laughing.
The unease and darkness in my heart are a little less.
He suddenly reached out and grabbed her, dragging her with a blank face into his arms, the boy's strong embrace, his breath was cold and with a certain aroma.
He buried his face in her neck and whispered, "I love you, although I don't remember anything, but I love your smile, your warmth, your kiss, your..."
Bai Weiwei blushed and couldn't help but drink: "Xia Ya."
Xia Ya responded lazily, "I like everything about you."
After he finished speaking, the membrane wings broke open on the boy's butterfly bone.
His face began to change.
The boy turned into a dragon, and huge wings enveloped the petite girl.
He fell on his knees, and the noble silver dragon put his head on the ground in front of the girl.
He seemed to think that he was too big, and the dragon's body began to shrink under a burst of silver light.
Almost a third smaller, he felt that it was almost the same, so he carefully rubbed the corner of her skirt with his dragon face.
He, who has become a dragon, doesn't seem to know how to speak.
So it can only be represented by clumsy actions.
Bai Weiwei stood in front of the dragon, and countless gold coins began to fall due to the shock.
In the rain of golden coins, the silver dragon was as noble as a king, and looked at her humbly and sincerely.
Bai Weiwei hesitated for a long time, reached out and slowly touched his dragon face, then reached out to hug his dragon horns, and climbed up a little bit.
The dragon has become a lot smaller, so it is easier to get up.