Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 340 Is Fallen in Love by the Sick Jiaolong ([-])

The temperature from the little slave's hands was a little hot.

Taking advantage of Tan Sang's stunned time, Mr. Long boldly grabbed Tan Sang's hand, and Tan Sang could clearly feel that the little slave's fingertips were extremely hot.

As Tan Sang, who is pulling Ba Tian, ​​should she shake off his hand now? !

According to the plan, he transformed into a sickle in advance and should stab it into her heart, but now his body is limp.

Terribly hot.

In that way, even if you are anxious, there is only a little shortness of breath.

Because of his abnormal body temperature, Samuel was completely unable to control himself during the metamorphosis stage.

His dragon tail also appeared. The tail followed the cold ground and climbed up to the bottom of her skirt. The target was the girl's exposed white ankle.

As soon as such thoughts appeared, the little slave's face turned red.

It's just scary red.

Could it be a side effect of the healing magic?
After all, this is a dragon!
When Tan Sang was worried, his actions were no more than his brain.

The girl's delicate fingers gently covered his forehead.

The scalding heat from the palm mixed with the tactile sensation of rough scars, it can't be called a wonderful experience.

But Tan Sang's mood improved, she breathed a sigh of relief, and let go of the hand that was lightly pressing on the little slave's forehead.

Fortunately, vital signs are normal.

Fortunately, still alive.

Leaving with Tan Sang's warm palm, Mr. Long couldn't tell what it was like in his heart.

A few wisps of strange emotions flashed across his heart, obviously he hadn't figured out what that feeling was yet.

His tail had already pressed the small part of his exposed white ankle even tighter.

His body was very hot, and there was a voice screaming in his heart.

dirty her.

Make her like yourself.

In this way, she can no longer dislike herself!
The strange blood belonging to the dragon penetrated directly into Tan Sang's body along the lines of Tan Sang's delicate skin and mixed with her blood.

Tan Sang felt the coolness of her ankles.

Looking down, there was nothing.

She didn't notice any abnormality in her body, she just straightened up, and then used a magic to conjure a clean veil.

Then he covered his longing eyes, which were like burning with a silent and colorless flame, so red-hot that it could swallow up her entire mind.

Tan Sang was really afraid that he would not be able to control himself, so he could only cover his eyes.

Tan Sang saw that the corners of Xiaomei's lips were dry when he was fastening the veil for the poor, helpless and weak Mr. Long.

But in order not to collapse.

He said sharply: "Do you think you are qualified to sleep in my bed?"

Such a cold, domineering voice woke up the weak tail that was attached to Tan Sang's ankle, and also woke up Samuel who indulged his subconscious incarnation and left possessive blood on Tan Sang's ankle.

He seemed to have just realized what he did to Tan Sang.

The blush went all the way down from the eyelids, and was about to dye the entire handsome cheek.

When she reacted to what she said, it was like pouring cold water on a flame, and the tip of her heart felt cold.

Knew it!
In her eyes, she is inferior to nothing.

But now...

She had to hook herself up.

Tan Sang didn't notice that the moment she finished speaking, he saw the blood-red eyes staring closely at her exposed ankle in the gap of the veil, his eyes burning like a blazing flame.

It was covered with the smell that only belonged to him.

Because of this kind of breath, it can not only prevent other creatures from approaching her, but also cause her a lot of trouble.

(End of this chapter)