Char only felt that the petite girl was as light as a feather.
The fragrant breath and the careful touch made him sensitively raise his pupils.
He wants her.
Think about it all the time.
After all, dragons are very lustful creatures.
In the face of the person you love, you never know what it means to suppress your instinct.
Facing her like this, he spent several times more reason than usual to suppress his impulses.
But it's all worth it.
Her occasional tenderness now can make him endure any suffering.
Xia Ya raised his head and screamed, and the violent fluctuation of power caused several mountains of gold coins to collapse.
He unfolded the membrane wings, and the sharp whistling sound of the silver dragon caused a huge crack in the mountains to crack open several kilometers underground.
It was the gold coins that rolled onto the long cracked stone path.
Gorgeous gold coins paved the way, and the silver dragon carried its princess, soaring and rushing upward.
Bai Weiwei hugged the dragon's neck, her skirt was hooked by a piece of scales.
Her long hair was spread out, and in the strong wind, she saw countless gold coins falling on her hair and skirt.
Everything is like a dream.
At the end of the crack, a hole has been split.
Xia rushed out and the sky appeared.
Snowflakes on the ground are also flying.
Bai Weiwei squinted her eyes and found that the dragon gradually rose and took off.
She saw the earth, the endless mountains, and the snow-capped forests all become small and unfolded the picture below her.
Bai Weiwei exclaimed, "Xia Ya, where are you going."
Xiaya didn't answer, but kept flying high and flying under the blue sky.
Gradually, Bai Weiwei stopped saying a word, but was fascinated by the beauty.
The dragon carried the girl and flew in circles on its own territory.
The Gulong Mountains are steep and beautiful.
This is the place occupied by the dragon, and it is also the dowry the dragon gives to the bride.
Xiaya accepted all the wealth of Gu Long, and he wanted to give this wealth to his little witch.
The treasure of time, the beautiful scenery of Wanli Mountains.
Not as good as the smile of the girl lying on top of him.
Xia Ya's low voice came, and he spoke in the image of a dragon for the first time.
"Marry me, Weiwei, although I have forgotten everything, I know that I love you."
This is not a lie.
It's not a conspiracy, nor a calculated word.
But from the heart of the truth.
The feeling that he loves her is so turbulent but real.
Xia Ya didn't expect that he could fall to such a level, and he was happy with it.
He has been blessed with more splendor than anyone since he was born.
But what's the use of all this.
But the time he spent with her in the shabby house was not worth it.
[Ding, the male protagonist's favorability rating is ninety-three.]
The girl behind her seemed to regain her senses, and she was stunned for a long time.
In the end, she didn't say anything, just sighed softly.
It seems very guilty and very sad.
But he did not refute him.
Xia knew that everything was too late, which was already a good attitude.
She was still slowly softening.
The silver dragon fell on the highest mountain.
There is a huge hot spring lake here, and the lake is full of flowers.
He put her down, and his silver claws deliberately hooked her skirt from the scales and put it down.
It's clumsy but very cute.
The silver dragon turned into a boy again, and he smiled cutely and innocently.
"Weiwei, you can take a bath here."
It seems that the boy who confessed just now is not him.
He was not embarrassed at all, and returned to his usual state.
Bai Weiwei stood among the flowers, lowered her head and thought for a while, then slowly raised her eyes and whispered, "Xia Ya, can you let him out?"
Xia looked at her suspiciously, "Who."
Bai Weiwei was silent for a long time, before her dull eyes trembled, "My love."
The innocent expression on Xia Ya's face was stiff for a moment, and then she smiled.
"I don't remember, Weiwei, do you have a lover? Is it me?"
This shameless remark is a bit pitiful.
Bai Weiwei slowly shook her head, her eyes fixed on him.
Finally she whispered: "My lord, I know you have no amnesia."
The smile on Xia Ya's face stiffened, and her body also stiffened, as if it had turned into a stone.
Finally, the cute idiot-like expression on his face disappeared.
His voice was slow and low, "You know what?"
Bai Weiwei looked sideways at Mood Hot Spring, and smiled helplessly.
"Well, after all, your acting skills are very poor, but you let me know..."
Her voice was soft and gentle.
"So you love me so much."