What Happened to the Dragon? Single for a Long Time is Still the Same Strategy

Was it too dark for him to see clearly?

Because of looking closely at the picture scroll, at this time, Sirin's hands were pressed on Caesar's left leg, and her head and Caesar's were also very close to each other.

Caesar's mind was still on the big black mouse on the scroll, and Sirin's eyes full of doubts fell on Caesar's side face. For a moment, she was a little drunk and forgot what she wanted to say.

She looked at Caesar's side face, dazed.

Looking closely, she found that Caesar's eyelashes were so long and the color of the eyelashes was also very strange. The root of the eyelashes was black and the front was red.

The gilt pupils were clear and deep, moist and bright, as if they were still shining with a faint brilliance.

The skin is also very good, not rough at all, delicate, white and smooth, but I don't know how elastic it is...

Thinking... Sirin raised her hand, her right index finger slowly approached Caesar's side face, and poked it lightly...

Once, twice, three times...

For the fourth time, her right index finger was blocked by the scroll: "What are you doing?"

"Test the elasticity of your skin..."

"......"

"You are a princess...not a moron..."

"...can't help it..."

Sirin replied to Caesar with a smile, and distanced herself from Caesar. It wasn't intentional, but she couldn't help it just now.

She is not a slut, if she was a slut, she would have secretly kissed Caesar on the cheek just now.

Caesar handed the scroll back to Sirin: "The big black mouse did a good job. How about the black dragon picture? Show it out for me to see. Now I'm a little interested in the black dragon you drew."

"What big black mouse? This is the black dragon I drew, can't you see it?"

"???"

What about teasing him?

That painting is clearly a mouse!

"The painting you showed me just now, even if the gods came down, it still painted a big black mouse."

"Black Dragon!"

"Big black rat."

"Black Dragon!"

"Black rat."

"black...."

"There are shooting stars."

Sirin subconsciously looked in the direction of Caesar's finger, and the next second, with a bang, Sirin fell into a coma.

He was knocked unconscious by Caesar's fist. In order to prevent the tiger woman from waking up in the middle of the night, he specially added stun, lethargy, and dream spells to his fist.

The combination of the three spells and his physical attack, even if the tiger woman Sirin is the strongest in the empire, she will not be able to wake up if she sleeps until dawn.

Glancing at the drowsy Sirin, and then at the half bottle of fruit wine on the roof, Caesar decided that he would never ask this tiger woman, who can't drink too much, to drink again.

After drinking half a bottle of red wine, he can even do such things as a mouse and a dragon. This drinking capacity is really bad.

After releasing a [Levitation] on Sirin, Caesar fell into deep thought.

Dreaming about black dragon...

Is the subconscious of this tiger woman really affected by his memory inheritance?

shouldn't be...

Learning in dreams, she can remember certain images only if he wants her to remember them.

He didn't want her to remember, even if she knew that she was dreaming and desperately tried to remember the scene in the dream, when she woke up, she would forget it completely.

This process is irreversible.

It is true to say so, but there is definitely something wrong with Xilin, a tiger woman, dreaming of a black dragon. Moreover, based on what he knows about this tiger woman, she will not lie.

Caesar looked at Sirin floating on the roof, his eyes flickering.

Do you want to enter the dream of this tiger woman?

If you want to find out why she dreamed of the black dragon, you might be able to find the answer by entering her dream.

It's just... Entering other people's dreams without their permission, this kind of behavior is also regarded as peeping at other people's privacy.

However, most of the privacy in dreams is extremely outrageous.

.......

Entering other people's dreams and guiding others into the dreams he designed are two concepts.

In the former case, he will not interfere with other people's dreams.

In the latter case, he took the initiative to guide others into the dreamland he designed.

Caesar was a little confused, wondering if he should enter Sirin's dream to have a look.

People's dreams are diverse. If you enter other people's dreams at will, in case the other person is having some unsuitable dreams, then he... can exit at any time.

Xilin, a tiger woman, has a pure personality, so she shouldn't have those messy dreams.

How about... enter her dreamland and take a look?

If there is any picture in her dream that he can't see, he will directly withdraw from her dream.

If her real dream was really influenced by his memory inheritance, then he must correct and erase this influence.

Otherwise, Sirin's personality might be affected by his memory inheritance.

With a decision in his heart, Caesar no longer hesitated, he jumped down from the roof, and Sirin, who was suspended in the void and drowsy, also floated down.

Caesar directly brought Sirin to his bedroom, and used the dream spell. It's better to be more cautious. Although with his strength, it's fine even if he doesn't take precautions, but it's better to keep a low profile.

hum-

A beep sounded, and a golden-red nine-pointed star array emerged, covering the bedroom. Caesar stood in the center of the star array, glanced at Sirin floating in the center of his room, and slowly closed his eyes.

A pure white mist slowly appeared in the bedroom, quickly [swallowing] him and Sirin.

........

Caesar opened his eyes, and the dazzling golden light hit his eyes directly, making him subconsciously raise his hand to cover them.

After he got used to the light a little bit, he slowly lowered his hand.

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The fruit wine he brewed was not high in alcohol content, and Xilin, a tiger woman, became slightly tipsy after drinking half a bottle?

This amount of alcohol... is too bad...

It's not much better than the pink little evil god who rolled down from the roof just now.

He has grown a lot more courageous, and dared to poke his face with a picture scroll...

I want to take him home...

If I give you a chance to hug me home, then you have to be able to hug me.

There was a slight blush on both sides of Sirin's cheeks, and there was also a faint drunkenness in her eyes. She was a little naive in a slightly drunk state...

Holding the scroll, Caesar twitched it lightly, and the scroll escaped from Sirin's control and appeared in his hand.

Untied the red rope on the scroll, unfolded the scroll, Caesar's gilt-gold pupils revealed a look of astonishment.

Black dragon scales with metallic texture, dragon claws like pig’s trotters, fat orange dragon body, stiff dragon tail like a stick, and a black mouse head with evil eyebrows and mouse eyes. Good guy, this painting is a real A big black mouse that evolved in the direction of a black dragon, right?

The paintings are vivid, lifelike, and the painting skills are really amazing.

"Not bad, not bad, your fine brushwork is rigorous in structure, round and free in use, elegant and elegant in color, vigorous in freehand brushwork, vigorous in brush and ink, natural, thick and flexible, and beautiful in contrast, this big black mouse is considered to be drawn by you alive."

"Your painting... can amaze me for a century."

Caesar looked at the big black mouse on the painting scroll, and admired it from the bottom of his heart, it's amazing, no wonder he had to show him, it turned out that this tiger woman's painting skills are so good.

Big black mouse?

Did I take the wrong scroll?

The slightly drunk Sirin leaned forward when she heard Caesar's words, and leaned her head in front of the scroll to see that she was right.

Is it the little black dragon she drew?

How could the black dragon Nishizawa be a big black mouse?

Was it too dark for him to see clearly?

Because of looking closely at the picture scroll, at this time, Sirin's hands were pressed on Caesar's left leg, and her head and Caesar's were also very close to each other.

Caesar's mind was still on the big black mouse on the scroll, and Sirin's eyes full of doubts fell on Caesar's side face. For a moment, she was a little drunk and forgot what she wanted to say.

She looked at Caesar's side face, dazed.

Looking closely, she found that Caesar's eyelashes were so long and the color of the eyelashes was also very strange. The root of the eyelashes was black and the front was red.

The gilt pupils were clear and deep, moist and bright, as if they were still shining with a faint brilliance.

The skin is also very good, not rough at all, delicate, white and smooth, but I don't know how elastic it is...

Thinking... Sirin raised her hand, her right index finger slowly approached Caesar's side face, and poked it lightly...

Once, twice, three times...

For the fourth time, her right index finger was blocked by the scroll: "What are you doing?"

"Test the elasticity of your skin..."

"......"

"You are a princess...not a moron..."

"...can't help it..."