All of Mr. Dragon's expressions from his youth are exposed.

Tan Sang naturally saw his thoughts, and thought that he was still scrambling to eat such spoiled food just now.

Some angry.

It's more distressing.

She shoved the gold into the dragon cub's hand, and then made herself look fierce slightly.

"I want to eat, and if you don't buy it back, I'll beat you to death."

The woman said cruel words, but there was no killing intent in her eyes, she just wanted him to accept the gold.

Mr. Little Dragoncub's blood-red eyes reflected a little surprise.

Later, he rushed out of the door and took the gold given by Tan Sang.

It was raining heavily, and it was pouring down, and it didn't take long for your clothes to get wet.

Tan Sang's eyes were like cold stars, domineering, she said: "Little slave, remember to bring an umbrella back, I am naturally delicate, I can't stand it, the wind and rain are blowing." ”

The little dragon cub glanced back.

Tan Sang is indeed naturally delicate, and he can't see a single flaw on his face.

Her hands are also soft, but if she has done a little work, her hands should not be so tender.

Unintentionally looking back, looking at it like this, Tan Sang looked at him all of a sudden.

The long wavy hair is draped, and the red lips are slightly hooked, which is simply a charming goblin.

The tails of her eyes are slightly raised, with a lazy and charming style.

The rain was slightly cool, and Samuel shivered to bring him back to his senses, and then the little dragon cub covered his face and ran away.

Tan Sang waited for a long time, and finally saw the little dragon cub.

About an hour later, Tan Sang, who waited at the door, waited for Mr. Evil Dragon, there were more wounds on his body than just now, and the wounds on his hands and face were originally better and a little oozing blood.

He walked towards him.

Walking, a pair of vigilant pupils gradually became gentle, and when he raised his eyes to look this way, he showed an expression that could be called happy.

His brows were furrowed, his pink lips were slightly raised, his eyes were soft, and there were droplets of water on his eyelashes, which was a very gentle expression.

Mr. Long quietly took off his cloak, combed his long hair, and dragged his tail to gently touch his precious portal.

It's three kinds of dishes.

Looks good.

Samuel swallowed and looked away.

Then I looked at others carefully and restrainedly, and only pulled back the steamed buns that I got back yesterday.

So the successful ones were deceived again.

Tan Sang said angrily: "I can't finish eating, don't you want to eat?" If you want to eat, do you want me to invite you? ”

He held the small steamed bun in both hands, and looked at the strange food, Tan Sang gave it to him, and he continued.

Then he chewed in small bites, and ate very elegantly, which seemed a little out of harmony in this house.

Mr. Xiaolong ate and stood behind her, looking at Mr. Xiaolong, who was much taller than himself, hanging his head slightly, and there were still droplets of water on his long eyelashes that had not been shaken off just now.

There were still some small wounds on his face.

Tan Sang knew that Mr. Samuel had always been very bitter when he was young, and watched the boss give away the steamed buns he earned.

He licked his red lips, and he asked cautiously, "Can I ask for this steamed bun?" I can do things for you, I'm diligent. ”

He spoke quietly and did not look confident.

There are obviously some other things that are more delicious, but he has always been in love with them, and what he likes is only a ...... Small, poor steamed buns.

She suddenly felt a little distressed.