The dragon is no different from other dragons, and likes to decorate the place where he lives with all kinds of shiny treasures.

After a while, the original apartment with a simple style and personality became a nouveau riche who longed for every corner to be glittering with gold.

"Much better!" Long Xiaoxiao clapped his hands with satisfaction and looked at Yu Xinglang with empty eyes.

"Where to put the bed, there's no room here."

Yu Xinglang, who was reshaping the three views, couldn't hear what she was saying at all.

Seeing this, Long Xiaoxiao walked around the apartment, and finally destroyed the bed in the room, and placed her precious jade bed there.

Long Xiaoxiao is very much looking forward to sleeping with people.

She ran out and forcibly pulled Yu Xinglang in: "It's time for us to go to sleep!" ”

Yu Xinglang saw the imperial glass in the room, and sat down on the ground weakly.

It's really exciting today.

Stimulated beyond what he could have accepted as a human, was this dragon a human or not?

"There are humans out there, let's sleep, ignore them." Long Xiaoxiao picked up Yu Xinglang and threw him on the bed.

Yu Xinglang covered his waist and screamed: "Oh, my waist ......"

Long Xiaoxiao suddenly looked embarrassed: It's a bit heavy!

She embarrassedly turned Yu Xinglang over, stretched out her palm and gently stroked Yu Xinglang's back: "I forgot that you humans are very weak, and you won't next time." ”

Yu Xinglang has the heart to kill her, and do you want to have a next time?

But the heartache behind it also disappeared.

He sat up in disbelief and rubbed it, there was really nothing wrong, even the shoulder blades that had been aching faintly before.

He stared at Long Xiaoxiao: "Are you a demon or a ghost?" ”

Long Yaoyao looked disdainful: "Don't compare such an inferior race with me!" ”

Yu Xinglang: ???

The doorbell rang suddenly.

The conversation between Long Xiaoxiao and Yu Xinglang was interrupted.

Yu Xinglang ordered solemnly: "You stay here for me, don't go out!" ”

Long Yao let out an obedient sigh.

Bao Qiyue just knew what happened on the set, and Yu Xinglang suddenly sent a photo again.

As a result, Yu Xinglang didn't answer the video again, and the phone was turned off, so shocked that Bao Qiyue immediately brought someone to Yu Xinglang's apartment to check what the situation was.

He was thinking about whether to call the police if Yu Xinglang was really not in the apartment, and the door of the apartment opened.

Yu Xinglang's beloved face wilted like a frosted eggplant.

"What's the matter?" Yu Xinglang hadn't recovered from the stimulation yet, and asked listlessly.

"Why don't you answer the phone?" Confirming that Yu Xinglang was fine, Bao Qiyue's heart returned to its original place, and his face turned cold, "Who is that woman?" Can you give me a mental preparation first? ”

Yu Xinglang suddenly said: "Old bustard, you slap me to see if it hurts, I'll see if I'm dreaming?" ”

Bao Qiyue and the other three looked confused.

But Yu Xinglang had already grabbed Bao Qiyue's hand and slapped him in the face.

Syllable!

It's quite loud.

Yu Xinglang rubbed his face, it hurt a little.

"What are you doing in broad daylight?" Bao Qiyue had a headache, "What's going on on the set?" Weibo has blown up, you know? ”

Yu Xinglang slammed the door shut: "It's okay, go back!" ”

Bao Qiyue: "......"

Now that the four of them went in and teamed up to beat Yu Xinglang, was it too late?

"Who were those humans just now?" Long Xiaoxiao poked his brain at the door of the room.

Yu Xinglang's mood is indescribably complicated.

The dragon's demise is by no means explained by materialism!