"Forget it, you help me sharpen the ink."

The girl holds a brush and plans to show off her skills.

A few minutes later, she shredded the ink-soaked paper in some anger and looked at the innocent white-haired young man next to her.

"Here you go!"

"Okay." He had a smile in his eyes. With conniving helplessness. Promised.

He was always happy to do whatever she wanted, whatever it was.

Behemoth rolled up his sleeves with ease, revealing his white, slender arms that covered his lean muscles.

The white knuckles pinched the brush, and Yan Wan saw that the green veins on the back of his hand were slightly convex, and he looked very handsome and thin.

A beautiful and realistic ink painting poured out from Yan Wan's mouth, Behemoth's pen.

His side face looked serious, and his long black eyelashes obscured the red light in his eyes, leaving only focused tenderness.

He was indeed a beauty.

"Alright." When he finally finished painting, Behemoth put down his straight body and looked at Yan Wan, but was startled by the face that was close at hand.

He jumped up in fright and knocked over the brush resting on the table, the inky juice splashing on his clothes, but he didn't have time to care.

It's just that he lowered his head a little embarrassed and squinted his gaze: "I'm sorry."

At this moment, he felt extremely annoyed in his heart for his unbearable reaction that he couldn't get on the stage.

It's a fool of yourself again.

"Am I that scary?"

"No, it's me who is bad."

Behemoth was used to taking all the blame for himself, and this time it was indeed his mistake.

"But I'm also responsible." Yan Wan sighed, and then said with a smile: "So I'll help you wash your clothes."

The red eyes lingered on her fair and pink fingertips for a moment, and then firmly vetoed, "No."

"Why? Don't you want me to touch your clothes? ”

"No, it's just ......," he retorted, a little unsure. But Behemoth was reluctant to let her wash the clothes with those delicate hands.

What's more, she was still seriously injured at this time.

"Anyway, I don't have to." In the end, he denied himself again and put on a wicked appearance.

But Yan Wan, who saw him just making a fool of himself, would never be fooled by him.

"Then for another method of compensation, you can make a request to me." Yan Wan approached her, smiling like a little fox, flicking his tail and approaching with a ghost in his heart.

The white-haired young man's face quickly turned red, and he lowered his beautiful red eyes with his head sideways.

Tentatively asked, "Then can you call me cousin like before?"

This overly innocent appearance made Yan Wan feel like she was harming the seedlings.

Yan Wan suddenly distanced himself with a lack of interest, and shouted flatly: "Cousin."

"I'm sleepy and want to rest, cousin, go back, remember to help me inquire about the green dragon in the portrait."

Until he left the room, Behemoth was still puzzled by the reason for the girl's great change in attitude.

Is she angry?

Because I asked her to call her cousin.

The lost white-haired young man took the portrait and walked away step by step.

……

Yan Wan figured out the relationship between Behemoth and the original body, the dragon clan is pure blood, and the marriage of cousins is not a big deal.

What's more, Behemoth has no direct blood relationship with the original body, he is recognized as a righteous son, and he is a dragon half-blood.

He has outstanding strength, but because of his bloodline, he does not have a high status in the dragon clan.

But Xiangjun doesn't care about the bloodline, she thinks that although this is a little gloomy, her strength is good, and her son-in-law who loves her daughter and agrees to join her is very good.

So the original body was engaged to Behemoth.

It was fine, but it turned out that he went to the world, and when he came back, he began to have a wrong head with this engaged cousin.

Even my cousin didn't shout anymore, and he was making a fuss about getting out of the marriage all day long.

“…… What is this? ”

Yan Wan let out a confused and emotional sigh, feeling that this realistic version of the Dragon King's son-in-law and retirement was really a bit too bloody.

If the original owner really quits the marriage, it succeeds.

Nabehemoth is the classic sentence "Thirty years in the east of the river and thirty years in the west of the river, don't bully the poor youth." ”

Still crooked and smiling, come to a "three-year period has arrived, no longer forbearance." "And then a bunch of people came out shouting the Dragon King?

The smell is too strong.

"Miss? What are you laughing at? Golden Scale asked curiously.

"No, no." The more Yan Wan thought about it, the more funny he felt, and he smiled and bent over while waving his hand.

"Tuan Tuan?"

As soon as Xiangjun came in, he saw his beloved daughter who was smiling with a mouthful of little white teeth, and his heart, which was still solemn just now, softened: "What happened so happy?"

"I just thought of something happy about me." Yan Wan reluctantly held back a smile, "What is my mother looking for me?" ”

"Your uncle's 8,000-year-old birthday banquet is about to be held, and you should be ready to prepare." Xiang Jun instructed earnestly, "I don't ask you to be good at dancing with long sleeves, just sit quietly and be a vase." ”

"Ignore your cousins."

"Okay." Yan Wan nodded.

A few days later, Yan Wan rushed to the birthday banquet and was rushed to find Behemoth by Mrs. Xiang's aunt with a smile on her face.

When he saw Behemoth again, he was surrounded by a bright-eyed girl, but she was extremely gloomy and impatient, and there was a faint anger between her frowning brows.

Yan Banggang wanted to bypass him, but was stopped by shouting.

Table ...... Cousin! ”

He shouted out the salutation with some hesitation, and walked over quickly.

Yan Wan's eyes drifted over the girl who was left behind, she didn't get angry, but smiled softly and friendlyly, smiled and nodded to say hello.

Yan Wan smiled back politely, and Fang looked at the white-haired young man with a little apprehension.

“…… Cousin. ”

"I found what you asked me to find." He unconsciously softened his tone, a little overzealous.

"I was thinking of bringing it to you, but I'm a little busy these days, and I don't have time to spare."

"Come with me now, and I'll show you."

So fast?

Yan Wan was slightly surprised, but still agreed, and Behemoth's pace was brisk along the way.

When he arrived at his room, Yan Wan saw a room with a slightly different style of painting from the surroundings, slightly fresh in the gorgeous luxury of the water.

It doesn't fit the freshness and warmth of his own temperament at all.

The dense peach trees at the entrance are fragrant, bearing plump and powdery fruits.

Yan Wan couldn't help but swallow her saliva, she hadn't eaten anything decent for a long time.

There are all kinds of strange flavors of interstellar nutrients, but there are no normal meals.

“…… Do you want it? Behemoth, who had noticed her gaze, asked without a word, a rare smile on his lips.

He was a little encouraged because of the girl's greedy appearance, and it was a peach tree that he had planted with his own hands.

The girl pursed her lips, and then replied dryly: "Yes!"

Fools don't eat it, even if it's just a fantasy and can't eat it in the stomach, you can taste it anyway.