Ling Luo's gaze lightly swept a glance at the low dragon's bulging abdomen, and said helplessly: "Who let you eat so much Yu Ling Xuezhi by yourself, it's not that I didn't warn you, you are doing it yourself." ”

"Xiaoluo, you are so ruthless." The cheap dragon put on a standard resentful expression.

Seeing this, Chun Bai also hurriedly stood on the side of the cheap dragon, fluttered his little wings, flew to Ling Luo's shoulder, and kept helping to intercede, saying: "Master, you can help the boss, he holds that big belly, it's so painful, people look so distressed." ”

Ling Luo was overwhelmed by these two little guys, and had to compromise in the end.

"Luo Ge, how long does it take to get from the East Mansion to the Imperial Palace?"

Luo Ge had already ordered someone to send "Qin Xiaoya" back to the West Mansion, turned his head, and said, "If it is my carriage, it will probably take a quarter of an hour." ”

A quarter of an hour, well, enough time.

Ling Luo leaned down, picked up the cheap dragon in a state of pain with a big belly, and said, "Let's go, take you with me, I'll treat you on the way." ”

The face of the cheap dragon was crossed with joy, and it almost cheered.

After getting into the carriage, Ling Luo put the cheap dragon on his lap and let him turn his feet to the sky, revealing his big, round and somewhat outrageous belly.

"Hell, you're so heavy." She couldn't help but complain.

The cheap dragon snorted softly and said, "This emperor is a man, so men should have a little weight!" ”

"......" the corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched slightly, "What a man has should be weight, not weight." ”

The cheap dragon narrowed his eyes, and the corners of his lips hooked a curved arc, and said, "Isn't it about the same." ”

Ling Luo took out a set of golden needles from the black jade space ring, each heel had three inches, and she took out three at the same time and aimed them at the prison.

The red black eyes of the cheap dragon waited for the boss for a while, and exclaimed, "Xiao Luo, what are you doing? Is it to murder Ben Long? Such a terrifying golden needle, don't pierce the emperor's body! ”

Ling Luo rolled his eyes and said, "I'm using a golden needle to prick the acupoint for you to help you smooth out the blocked tendons." ”

"No, no, no!" The cheap dragon hurriedly denied it, and said, "Why don't we change the method, this golden needle looks too cold, and the emperor's little heart can't stand it!" ”

Luo Ge sat on the soft chair opposite, looking at this scene, the corners of his lips unconsciously outlined a shallow arc.

Every time I see Luo'er getting along with her two little pets, I will have an inexplicable sense of warmth, and more importantly, that sense of joy.

Even the most melancholy people can't help but smile when they see them.

Subconsciously, Luo Ge had already seen this as a potential ability in Ling Luo's body.

"That golden needle doesn't hurt when you stick it on your body." Luo Ge said with a light smile and said, "Luo'er also used that one for me, and more than twenty golden needles were all inserted into the cerebellum and the back of the neck, which seems to be called golden needle extraction." ”

The cheap dragon narrowed his humble eyes, glanced at Luo Ge lightly, and said, "What do you know, how noble is the emperor's belly, how can it compare to the stupid brains of you humans." ”

was ridiculed by the cheap dragon, Luo Ge not only felt abrupt, the smile on his lips became stronger and stronger, a hint of banter crossed his eyes, and his voice was clear: "If you are afraid, just say it directly, why be so high-sounding?" ”