Mr. Dragon's body stiffened for a moment, then quickly returned to normal, and he became well-behaved and quiet again.

Tan Sang pinched the little dragon cub, and then smiled slightly.

"Little slave, look, this image doesn't look like you?"

Mr. Evil Dragon didn't care about her name, but after listening to her words, he also looked at the little dragon cub in Tan Sang's arms seriously.

looked at Tan Sang with contempt in his heart, how could this ugly thing be like him?!

The Adam's apple moved, and the words that came to his mouth turned: "...... Resemble. ”

Tan Sang smiled, and the eyes that were exposed were bent up, and the beautiful lying silkworm arched under the eyes, and the peach blossom eyes were very sparkling.

"I thought it was like that," she said, "so I picked it up." ”

She was just saying.

This thing can be picked up by her, not because it's cute, but because it looks like him?

So

Just because like him?

The little slave was still reminiscing about what had just happened in his mind, and the tips of his ears were getting hot little by little.

[Ding, opinion +5, current opinion 62.] ］

……

The magic blanket flew quickly, and after a while, Tan Sang and Mr. Evil Dragon came to Mr. Jimmy's castle......

A street not far away.

Although it is almost night, there are still many people walking in such white streets.

The castle is located at the back of the street, and it looks old, and the red bricks used on the outside, the lights are on, very bright, but there is a faint smell of medicine.

There is also a greasy candy flavor.

Tan Sang walked up the stairs and suddenly noticed the little slave who didn't follow: "What?" Do you want me to please? ”

The corners of Mr. Samuel's lips were cold.

Sure enough, this woman can't change her nature!

"Now, don't hurry up."

The tone can be regarded as the more fierce type.

A pair of plain white hands were placed in front of him, and the skin was tender and glowing.

Seeing that the little slave still didn't give her his hand.

His brow furrowed.

It looks murderous.

Tan Sang grabbed Samuel's hand and gently brushed his fingertips over Mr. Dragon's palm.

The skin that was touched was as if half of the clouds had been burned red by autumn, and it was indescribable.

[Ding, -1 opinion, current 61.] ］

Mr. Evil Dragon pursed his lips and narrowed his narrow eyes slightly.

How many times has this been?

Why is it that just a slight touch can make the dragon care so much?

The Terrans are indeed a race that is good at seducing, and they are even more cunning and despicable than the most seductive sharks and krakens.

And the person in front of him is the best of the human beings, first appearing in a kind and malicious posture that has never appeared in his life, and then repeatedly stepping on the death line and dancing.

She never seemed to realize that he was a dangerous, ugly,-for-tat monster dragon.

It is a dragon abandoned by all races.

Mr. Evil Dragon clenched his teeth, and his expression could not tell whether it was hideous or pleasant.

In the struggle between light and darkness, he straightened his back, his knees bent, still well-behaved and docile, walking behind Tan Sang like a normal human.

He knew that Sang Ye would not ask about him, or even ask his name, which was normal.

This human being, who doesn't know whether he is a true hypocrisy, actually cares about him at all, or has a deep misunderstanding of some things about him.

But she just wants a lover, a lover who doesn't talk about feelings, that's all.

Come to think of this.

It's really inexplicably upsetting the dragon!

[Ding, -1 opinion, current 60.] ］