Douluo's lovelorn can become stronger

"Don't be angry, don't be angry..."

On the soft bed, Qin Jian kept poking at the little silver dragon on the side with his back and wings facing him.

"I just liked the way you looked just now..."

The dragon scales on the surface of Na'er's little silver dragon are not prickly. Maybe as she said, the body structure of the silver dragon spear is just her in the infancy stage, and the dragon scales are also in their first-born state.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Qin Jian tugged on her little wings again.

"You...you are boring..."

I really didn't know what to say to him, so in the end Na'er could only hold back this sentence.

"Yes, yes...I'm bored, I'm bored..."

Qin Jian gently tugged on her little wings and pulled her back to his eyes: "Na'er, why are you like this? Logically speaking, the Silver Dragon Spear can turn into whatever you want. ?”

He easily lifted up her scales. They were soft and smooth to the touch, and he couldn't put them down at once.

"This is what my real body looks like, why should I change into something else?" Na'er asked in confusion.

At the same time, because he was touched by Qin Jian, a feeling of extreme comfort surged out from deep in his heart.

The little silver dragon couldn't help but narrow his eyes.

"Then why don't you look like a human?" Qin Jian continued to masturbate silently.

The little silver dragon clearly looked at a fool: "I have never transformed, how do I know what I will look like after transforming?"

"Is that so..."

Qin Jian was still masturbating: "Then I'll tell you what I saw you look like, and how about you change into a different one?"

The little silver dragon stood up slightly, and his eyes immediately became alert: "What do you want to do?"

"Don't look at me like this, I just want to hug you in human form." Qin Jian said, stroking her.

When he had finished stroking his body, he began to tentatively touch his head.

I touched it with my finger first, and if there was no response, then I started...

Ah, it feels so good...

Qin Jian's eyes narrowed with a smile.

"I won't hug you in any human form, no, I mean you can't hug me no matter what I look like!" Na'er's voice came over.

But the little silver dragon obviously squinted his eyes and looked very comfortable being touched.

The body is still very honest...

Qin Jian couldn't help it anymore, and slowly reached under Yinlong's head and scratched her chin...

"Ok?"

The little silver dragon subconsciously raised his neck and narrowed his eyes.

But the next moment she suddenly turned her head and looked straight at Qin Jian. You Naer's cool voice floated into Qin Jian's mind: "Qin Jian... what are you doing..."

"Huh? Didn't you do anything?"

Qin Jian took his hand back as if nothing had happened.

"Were you touching me just now?"

Her tone was cool: "And it's still like touching a cat...are you..."

The little silver dragon stood up and pointed its wings at Qin Jian: "Are you... using me as a pet?!"

The voice of the last few words suddenly rose, obviously he was very angry.

"No...I'm just combing your hair...er...combing your scales." Qin Jian said with a smile.

"My scales need combing?"

The little silver dragon looked at him with his eyes raised: "And my chin doesn't seem to need to be combed with scales, right?"

This question left Qin Jian speechless...

So he ran out of words to find something to say: "Then I remembered that cats like to scratch their chins, so I tried... tried... eh? Don't hit, don't hit, ow..."

The little silver dragon could no longer suppress his anger. He flapped his little wings and pounced on Qin Jian. He waved his wings continuously and slapped his head and face.

"Let you treat me like a pet! Let you treat me like a pet! I'll beat the shit out of you!"

This was the first time Qin Jian saw Naer looking so lively.

Although it has the body of a small silver dragon, it is quite vigorous when it comes to tossing.

However, every time he was patted, it was clear that there was a strong wind in his face, but when it actually hit his face, it quickly withdrew the force, and in the end it was no different than a gentle pat.

What a...arrogant...little girl...

A smile flashed in Qin Jian's eyes, but on the surface he was having a heated exchange with her.

After a while, she finally stopped acting silly.

"Come on, take a rest and fight again later."

Qin Jian handed her a step by the way.

As expected, Na'er walked down. Little Silver Dragon raised his head, turned around, turned his back to him and said, "Humph, I'll spare you for now."

Qin Jian laughed silently, then reached out and hugged her over.

"You, you, you, what are you doing?"

Na'er flapped her little wings in a panic.

But Qin Jian ignored her struggle this time, and rolled with the force, hugging her tightly and wrapping her in the quilt.

"Let... let go of me..."

The little silver dragon struggled and protested.

But Qin Jian hugged her tighter: "Don't make trouble, just hold her and sleep."

"Sleep...get some sleep?"

Yinlong tilted his little head: "Why do you hug me when you sleep?"

"Because I can feel at ease holding you..."

Qin Jian put his forehead against it and touched the little silver dragon's head.

Na'er: "..."

"Then... then you are not allowed to touch it anymore... otherwise... otherwise I will turn into a silver dragon spear..." She whispered.

Qin Jian nodded repeatedly: "Okay, okay, don't touch it randomly."

There was finally no movement in the quilt...

I don’t know how long it took, the sun set and the moon was in the sky...

"Click."

Suddenly there was a slight sound of the door opening, and a slight sound of tiptoeing.

Under the quilt on the bed, the little silver dragon moved, quietly poked out its little head, and then looked directly into the eyes of Hu Liena who sneaked to the bed.

Hu Liena: "..."

Na'er: "..."

Looking at the cool short skirt the little fox was wearing, Na'er knew what this guy was here for.

Just eat it on the sly, she saw it all too often in the Slaughter City.

"Xiao Qiangqiang, please, please give him to me tonight, okay?"

Hu Liena is also very familiar with this scene. The only difference is that it used to be a gun and now it is a dragon, but just know that they are the same.

So, the little fox clasped his hands together and cried pitifully: "I haven't been with him for a year..."

A few black lines clearly appeared on the little silver dragon's forehead.

Forget it in the city of killing, Qin Jian needed to vent the impact of his killing energy, so she just let it go.

But that's not the situation now. You still want to come here in the middle of the night to drive it away?

Little Silver Dragon tilted his head and huddled directly into the quilt.

"Hey, little Qiangqiang, give me some face..." Hu Liena whispered.

Little Silver Dragon simply got into Qin Jian's arms and ignored her.

"You obviously weren't like this before..."

Hu Liena frowned and couldn't help but reach out and poke the silver dragon's little head.

As a result, the silver dragon suddenly raised its head and locked its eyes directly on her.

For some reason, Hu Liena actually felt the coldness from it.

Obviously, only Qin Jian can touch her Silver Dragon King's little head!