Feeding Jiao

It is day and night in Xingzhen, and the sky is gray from beginning to end.

Jiao came back to his senses from the breath adjustment and recuperation, and what he saw was a golden dragon body, which was slightly rising and falling with the sound of breathing.

—— Jin Long trusted him more and more.

If the stupid dragon had some doubts and vigilance towards him at first, then now, he has completely put his whole body and mind on himself.

Jiao is very satisfied with this, and everything is moving in the expected direction.If this trip goes well, the false brotherhood between him and Jin Long will come to an end.

The stupid dragon has become more and more clingy these days, if he didn't want to be found out, why would he endure a dragon bullying him all day long?

Hei Jiao got up and waved his sleeves, unceremoniously shook the "twist" that was tightly twisted against him on the bed, gathered up his crumpled robes, and got out of the bed with a cold face—it's only been a few days, the deity Hold on for now.

Only one-third of Jinlong's body was left on the bed, and the rest was dragged on the ground, stretching over half of the room, forming a thick lump.

Hei Jiao took a deep breath, feeling the strong aura around him.The breath adjustment just now made him a little more comfortable. After all, the abyss is more suitable for cultivation than the mortal world. He can grow into a great demon dragon that can call the wind and rain, which is also closely related to the abyss.

After pacing for a while, he shook his head, and the handsome man instantly turned into a strange figure with a dragon's head and walked towards the bed.He has an ugly dragon head on his head, and his head is still stretched out from side to side, but his walking steps are very steady.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Jiao turned his head to Long.

Jinlong should have fallen into a deep sleep, his thick forelimbs were gripping the carved wooden bed, his body spread out like fluffy noodles, and he exhaled hot breath from his nostrils. He frowned, and seemed restless in his sleep.The dragon's belly twisted, and a raised scale was exposed on the side. Curiosity flashed in the dragon's eyes, and he took a closer look.

On the flat and smooth body of the dragon, there is a scale that is half-closed, and a little flesh color can be seen faintly inside.

Is it bad scales?

The eyes of the dragon flickered, one must know that the scales of a big dragon like him are already the treasures that all the monsters flock to, let alone the scales of a golden dragon.If it was broken, he would tear it off, since Jin Long's feelings for him should not be considered.

After thinking for a moment, he stretched out his hand, and tried to tear it apart...

Black Flood Dragon: "..."

Jin Long opened his eyes and saw a black dragon's head stretched out straight, a pair of giant black eyes staring at him, the invisible low pressure permeated the whole body, suddenly it seemed to be surrounded by black air, full of hostility .

He turned into a human form, with a look of tiredness on his face, curling his long arms, wanting to embrace this big monster with a dragon head and a human body, and asked who had offended this irritable ancestor.

As soon as he came over, he heard the sound of molar grinding, followed by a huge force, and the unsuspecting Golden Dragon was pushed back violently.

"Shameless!"

King Jiao stood up suddenly, pointed at the golden dragon, cursed loudly in an angry voice, shook his black head a few times, trying to erase the horrible scene he saw just now from his memory-what bad scale?That, under the scales, unexpectedly, is that kind of place!

"You shameless and shameless dragon, you are simply, simply..."

Jinlong: "???"

Jin Long, who had just had a rest and was refreshed, was at a loss when faced with Jiao's irritability, and finally could only reluctantly attribute it to a small problem such as getting up.

Jiao huffed and panted, his face was so angry that he wanted to jump.Facing the inexplicable expression on Shang Jinlong's face, thinking about what stupid thing he did just now... Thousands of words turned into a question: Why on earth did he want to peel off the scales? !

Although dragons and snakes are similar in shape, they are completely different species.For Jiao, the eversion of the scales is broken, and new ones will grow after falling off.

But he couldn't figure out why the dragon's scales turned outward because of...that reason.

He never expected that he would be dumped by a hooligan at a young age, but he bumped into it by himself.Jiao was angry and annoyed, but luckily he had a Jiao's head on his neck, otherwise he would have blushed.

Glancing at the dazed Jinlong on the bed, he waved his sleeves and said angrily, "Get up!"

Jin Long moved his body, and slowly his face became serious.

Hei Jiao realized his abnormality, and asked impatiently: "What's wrong?"

"I……"

Jin Long hesitated to speak, his expression was quite distressed.

Seeing this, Hei Jiao looked at him suspiciously, and found that his expression did not seem to be fake, so he tried his best to suppress his anger, and leaned over with a dark face to check - but was grabbed by both hands.

"Xiao Yuan, I seem to..." Jin Long's tone was uncertain, but he held Jiao's hand very hard, "I'm sick."

Hei Jiao's face darkened: "What are you doing holding me when you're sick?!"

There was a look of doubt on Jin Long's face, his deep eyes fell on the strange-looking big monster in front of him, he struggled and said, "Xiaoyuan..."

Jiao shook his head, and was grabbed and pressed into his arms in a blink of an eye. After the world was spinning, he suddenly found himself being pressed on the soft bedding.And Jin Long frowned tightly, and was leaning on the top, looking at him intently.

Jiao felt something strange.

A dark fire was faintly ignited in the air, the surrounding temperature rose slowly, and an inexplicable smell gradually evaporated, invading his brain, and disturbing his mind.

"I...don't remember." Jin Long panted, with a hint of trouble in his eyes, he quickly relieved, "...you are so cold."

He turned his face sideways, and slowly pressed against Jiao's neck, rubbing against each other.

Where the skin touches, there seems to be a tingling feeling transmitted over the sensitive earlobe, and a strange feeling rushes into the brain—Jiao woke up suddenly, and met a pair of light golden eyes.

Jin Long frowned, as if he was in distress, but when he looked at Jiao, there was a hint of joy that was not easy to detect.

"..."

King Jiao fell into a brief silence, and when he realized what was going on in front of him, he kicked his legs quickly.

There was a sound of dragon chant, and a long golden dragon appeared on the bed again. With a flick of its tail, it engulfed a monster with a "dragon head and a human body".

The huge dragon tail lightly rubbed against Jiao's waist, and the half-open scales slowly opened up.

Jiao's scalp was numb: "Wait!"