Grumpy host, she just wants to do business

Chapter 378 Falling in Love with the Sick Jiaolong (52)
That woman must not like herself either!

Mr. Evil Dragon felt the slowly flowing rot, and his heart was barren like a place of thorns.

If he had a chance to act now, he would rush to Tan Sang and ask her why she left?

Do you despise him?
But why did she say that to him again?

Why tell him he will be the most powerful dragon?

Does she treat her feelings as a plaything or as a partner?
He thought funny again, his deformed legs were starting to rot now, Tan Sang must despise him.

After all, such a heartless woman, how could she really like others?
No one would be willing to take care of herself, and she just wanted a lover, so why would she never dislike him?

When she comes back, it's all over.

Mr. Dragon endured the pain of cutting out his bones and maintained his consciousness.

He wanted to see how Tan Sang disliked him, so that he would have a reason to imprison her tightly and possess her completely without pain.

Rather than the ridiculous self who fell for her little by little in the days when she never paid attention.

Hearing the sound of footsteps approaching, Mr. Evil Dragon struggled to pull out a touch of consciousness, and leaned out of the room.

The consciousness is attached to the corner of the woman's cool clothes.

But he was weak after all, and he took back his divine sense not long after, unwilling to see the disgusting eyes she would show later.

Tan Sang is now particularly worried about the trouble of those dragons coming to find the little slaves. The paper figurines are fine, and there are no messy footprints in the courtyard of the castle.

However, the unpleasant smell in the air became more and more obvious.

Of course Tan Sang understood what was going on.

It's the little slave's dragon tail, rotten.

Tan Sang had made all the mental preparations, but when he opened the door, he was still taken a few steps back.

Feeling the woman's retreat, it was obvious that she only took two steps back, but his heart could hardly take it anymore.

For a moment it seemed to be frozen.

He was even thinking about keeping Tan Sang there.

But after all, he still didn't want to know Tan Sang's disgust. Mr. Evil Dragon pursed his lips tightly and withdrew his consciousness.

At least let him feel that he likes him a little in front of Tan Sang.

Don't hate him.

He'd always known he was repulsive.

But, can you, don't hate dragons?
Tan Sang didn't know that he couldn't hold back the thought that he was so smoked that he took two steps back, and let the little slave be so earth-shattering.

But Tan Sang still wanted to heal the little slave, for the first time in his life, oh no, for the second time, enduring the unpleasant smell in the air, he walked quickly to the bedside.

The smell of rotten meat on the tip of her nose became stronger. She looked at Mr. Long's pale and evil cheeks and tightly pursed lips.

Close your eyes tightly.

Her movement was actually very light, but it made a certain dragon feel cold all over, as if it was on the edge of a cliff...

When she lifts the quilt, she will hate him very much!

She will lose him!

But he still couldn't help but look forward to it, if, if she didn't
No, no, how could someone treat him sincerely?

Didn't he come here alone in the past 1000 years?

How did he start looking forward to it?In fact, if you can't get her heart, it's okay to trap her.

Her body became cold all of a sudden, she... is she going to lift the quilt?

don't...don't open...

Please...please, don't look...

His fingertips couldn't stop trembling. The first time he knew that he cared about someone's opinion, he was really humble.

And Tan Sang also saw Mr. Long's tragic situation clearly at the moment when the quilt was lifted.

The legs turned into long dragon tails, and part of the dragon's scales changed from withered yellow to an almost thick black color, falling off to the side, with pus, blood and rot everywhere.

Tan Sang's fingertips trembled slightly.

(End of this chapter)