Magical Strategist

Haitang's legs were weak and she was sitting on the ground. Her hair was disheveled, her clothes were disheveled, and her two white thighs were exposed. She looked so embarrassed.

"You can just sleep here and let others see how embarrassed the daughter of the Douglas family looks after drinking. I'm leaving!" The real dragon felt cruel and decided to leave Haitang alone.

Haitang's body shook slightly. She blinked her eyes blankly and said intermittently: "I... am in a bad mood..."

"If you're not in a good mood, do you want to operate on me?" Zhenlong said sternly. But think about it carefully, how could a rich lady be addicted to alcohol? There must be some unspeakable secret and he wants to drink away his sorrows.

Looking around, I saw many students on the balcony of the dormitory building staring here. He was sympathetic to her and didn't want Haitang to make a fool of herself, so he picked up Haitang in a steady princess hug and disappeared in the blink of an eye.

Haitang is tall and tall, but as light as cotton wool. It is not difficult to hold her in her arms at all.

No matter where the destination is, at least you can't let others watch Haitang's excitement, otherwise you will definitely go to the Bagua window the next day.

Suddenly he remembered that there was a forest park halfway up the mountainside of Minghuo Peak, which seemed to be specially used for students to walk. He passed by it when he first climbed Minghuo Peak.

That’s it! So the real dragon carried Begonia down the mountain.

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After walking for about half an hour, we arrived at "Minghuo Park".

Minghuo Park is a renovated forest park with towering trees and luxuriant branches. In order to highlight the night view here, many light trees are planted inside, so you can see the green and furry plants late at night. Moreover, there are many swings hanging under the branches of the big tree. If you look carefully, you can see several couples having a tryst.

"Ha! There are quite a lot of people there." Zhenlong chose a quieter place and carried Begonia onto the swing.

Haitang's face was slightly red, her eyes were squinted, and her head was leaning on the thick vine on the side of the swing, as if she was sleeping.

"Just rest here for a while." Zhenlong said.

The swing swayed slowly, and Haitang seemed to have found her home in this beautiful melody. She closed her eyes and enjoyed everything here. The originally heavy mood disappeared little by little as the swing swung back and forth...

The red magic robe fluttered in the gusts of evening wind, and the slender jade feet exposed were swaying back and forth in the air.

The night wind is slightly cool, but very comfortable.

Haitang soon became silent, probably falling asleep.

The real dragon squatted down and sat cross-legged on the grass.

It looks like I'm going to spend tonight here.

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"Dad has very high demands on me..." Haitang said suddenly.

"Uh..." The sleepy real dragon was awakened. So she wasn't asleep?

"He favors boys over girls. On the day I was born, he was extremely drunk because I was a girl..." Haitang recounted old memories.

"How could this happen?" Sure enough, he spoke the truth after drinking. Zhenlong would like to hear what kind of environment made Haitang the cold and proud person she is today.

“No matter what he does, he requires me to be the first and to put others under my feet. Before I came to Bordeaux, he told me that if I didn’t win the Bordeaux Competition, he would sever the father-daughter relationship with me. " Haitang choked with sobs.

"You actually have such an unreasonable father?" Zhenlong said in surprise.

"I wanted to have my own way of life, but he tried every means to train me to be the strongest magician. When I was ten years old, he handed me over to Jasmine, and from then on he ignored me, except for every day. Yue sent someone to deliver a sum of money." Haitang continued.

"No wonder you are so concerned about face and refuse to owe any favors." Zhenlong said.

"That day because you saved me and owed a favor to a stranger for no reason, he was furious."

"It's true for your dad too. Hey, every family has its own scriptures that are difficult to recite, and life like you, a rich lady, is not easy either." Zhenlong sighed.

"In his eyes, everything I do is wrong. After all, I am a girl..."

"What's wrong with the girl? Let me meet Gu Feng someday. If I don't scold him like a bitch, how can he be such a father?" Zhenlong said angrily.

Haitang jumped off the swing and sat quietly next to the real dragon. Her knees were together and her feet were bent.

There is only 0.01 millimeter between them.

With the help of the wine, Haitang crossed the last tenth and one millimeter, leaned on Zhenlong's broad shoulders, and said: "I am not an unreasonable woman. Many times, I know that you are doing it for my own good, but, but I really don’t mean to scold you, because I just want to prove that I am no worse than you men!”

Zhenlong felt a chill on his shoulders, as if he had been soaked by some kind of liquid. It's meaningless, it's a girl's tears of grievance.

"I shouldn't call you a coward. In fact, you also have a strong side. I'm sorry." Haitang relied on the power of alcohol to say everything she wanted to say without reservation.

The real dragon smiled miserably and said nonchalantly: "Why are you saying sorry? I'm not blamed..."

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt a strong smell of alcohol coming to his nose.

The warm breath smelling of alcohol hit his face. Then there are two thin lips, clear and cool.

If it's a small kiss, it seems like that's the end of the kiss.

The two thin lips were pressed down with stubbornness.

She was a little panicked and closed her eyes tightly, not daring to open them at all.

Feeling the coolness on my mouth, it felt like this for a long time, like a moment, like snowflakes falling on the ice.

Her eyelashes trembled in the night wind, and the tip of his heart also trembled. He stared silently at those slightly closed, cold almond eyes.

He felt that it was the quiet, swaying moonlight without any ripples of passion.

Some are just silent heartbeats... Under the moonlight as white as frost, it seems as if time has stopped and turned into eternity at this moment!

灰！

Erin's face suddenly appeared in front of her eyes. He shouldn't betray Eileen, whether it's feelings or beliefs.

The real dragon regained consciousness from the violent heartbeat and gently pushed Haitang away.

Haitang's haughty expression was gone, and what she showed was a red face.

"You drank too much, you should take a rest." Zhenlong said.

Haitang nodded slightly, leaning on the real dragon's chest, breathing softly on the real dragon's chest, like the warm breeze of the Spring Festival. I fell asleep after a while...

"Oh, damn, what am I doing!" Looking at Haitang's face, it was strange and familiar, but he didn't know how to fit into her heart.

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The next morning.

The chirping birds in the park sang beautiful melodies.

Dots of sunlight shine through the dense leaves onto the green grass.

Haitang lay quietly on Zhenlong's chest, sleeping soundly. The real dragon's right arm was wrapped around Haitang's shoulder, looking like he was enjoying it.

As the chirping of birds became more and more complicated, Begonia was awakened. Her eyelashes moved slightly, and then she slowly opened her eyes.

Suddenly, he realized that he was lying in someone else's arms, with a man's rough hand on his shoulder.