Taken by the sick dragon (forty-three)

"Damn, this kid is so hiding."

The black dragon boy was tired to death, and waved his hand to signal the other dragons to stop, "Let's go, let him go today, tomorrow I want him to look good!" ”

A group of dragons scattered.

It was a little dark, and she walked into a remote and inconspicuous alley.

The alley is as far as the eye can see, the terrain is very low, and the inside looks like dirty muddy water at a glance.

The accumulation is almost up to the ankles.

She also saw what looked like snakes or bugs fluttering inside.

Really bad touch.

A pair of red eyes like blooming roses,

Tan Sang stopped.

The clean face of the little one looks well-behaved.

White.

If he has parents and relatives, will he also become a handsome and eternal young man?

He might be better off.

Perhaps, it won't be so pitiful.

Because he was so scared, his body was tense all the time.

His hands had also turned into sharp claws, and he was clung to the wall that was not too tall but not low, and he was half-crouched at the end of the alley.

The wound on his arm was scabbed, and the scales on his tail were pitiful, and blood snaked from above, sliding down the walls.

"Samuel."

Tan Sang called out his name.

The child pursed his lips and stared at her, as if he would pounce on her and tear her apart with his sharp claws in the next second.

He was fierce and had an indifferent expression, obviously just a very young dragon, as if he had lost his expression and became paralyzed.

But he didn't react to Tan Sang, he just kept staring at her, maybe because of nervousness, the pair of ears on his head trembled.

His ears twitched, and the tiny white fluffy hairs were there.

The small dragon horns glowed with gold.

Mr. Long didn't move, just stared defensively at where she stood.

Tan Sang took off his handkerchief and approached him step by step.

The little dragon cub was thin, his eyes were red, he was ruthless and helpless, and he said, "Don't come here, otherwise, I will kill you." ”

The milky voice is completely unthreatening.

Tan Sang was also stunned for a moment when she heard his words, she thought Samuel couldn't see him.

The woman got closer and closer, but the little dragon cub didn't have the momentum to say the cruel words just now, and leaned back against it.

The light in his eyes floated and fell, and he thought, such a good-looking woman, would she just pass by?

In the next second, a pair of white and tender hands, a handkerchief with a unique floral fragrance, covered his dragon tail.

This man......

How......

How can you touch a dragon's tail?

There...... But the dragon's ...... Dragon's ......

This man knows too little shame!

The little dragon cub blushed and looked at this beautiful woman.

A dark light floated in his eyes.

Tan Sang gently cleaned the muddy water from his wound with his hand, and held back his sour nose and asked, "You...... Does it hurt? ”

After saying that, I felt like I was talking nonsense again.

The little dragon cub was stunned, his expression was dumbfounded, just now this woman was asking him, does it hurt?

What kind of experience is it to be cared for, probably a cold and numb heart, and suddenly full of warmth.

The warmth made him feel strange.

This feeling made the dragon suddenly not know what to say.

Tan Sang's fingertips condensed healing magic, and those wounds quickly scabbed, but those dragon scales that had been pulled out could not be recovered.

Only wait for the next time it grows.

A golden dragon tail that doesn't look like it's in the same way now.