him and his dragon

(thirteen)

The prince stroked the dragon's tail, and pinched the tip of the pink tail along the way.

Very soft and elastic.

The prince couldn't help pinching a few more times, and the dragon trembled slightly: "That, you can stop—"

The prince looked up at him expressionlessly.

The dragon faltered for a moment, aggrieved and silent, and handed his tail forward again.

The prince couldn't help laughing, pinched for a while, and let go.

Long hurriedly retracted his tail, carefully looked at the prince's expression: "Are you still angry?"

"I am not angry."

"Really?"

"real."

"Then why don't you smile."

"..."

The prince smiled.

Long observed it for a while, and felt that the smile was very nice. He must have been coaxed, so he flicked his tail happily, thinking that he is really a caring dragon.

Sure to please the princess.

Hi, I'm so happy.

(fourteen)

In this way, the dragon and the prince established a deep friendship.

↑At least the dragon thinks so.

↓The reason is simple.

You make me angry, I make you angry, you coax me, I will coax you again, and then the feelings are slowly worn out.

Long knew the standard routines very well.

(fifteen)

Another few months passed.

Long gradually discovered that the prince is actually a very powerful person.

He is very literate and likes to read history books.

Knowing that he and the prince have common hobbies, the dragon is very happy. From time to time, he goes to the prince to sit on the carpet of the palace and read a book.

Occasionally, the prince would tell the dragon something in the history books. The dragon listened attentively and thought it was super good, so he raised his claws and clapped his hands.

The prince couldn't help laughing.

In the evening, one person and one dragon were reading again.

The prince didn't sleep well, and felt his eyes were shaking a little, he took out his glasses from his pocket and put them on, and looked up after putting them on, and suddenly saw Long staring at him.

The eyes are shining.

(sixteen)

— staring into his glasses.

([-])

The prince's glasses are a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, which are quite ordinary, and he doesn't think there is any difference.

But Long didn't think so.

Golden!good-looking!It will be reflective!

And it looks very cultured when you wear it!

As the only powerful and cultured dragon in Dragon Valley, Long feels that he should have one too!

Longan looked over eagerly: "Can I wear it?"

The prince took off his glasses and handed them to him.

However the size is not right.

Dragon is depressed, sad, and melancholic.

The prince looked at his tail drooping on the ground and said nothing.

That night, the dragon fell asleep on the carpet with his tail in his arms, and the prince sneaked out and took off all the gold ornaments on his body.

(Eighteen)

Long found that the prince suddenly ignored him.

Holding the history books for several nights, the prince refused for various reasons.

Long was a little square, and felt that he might have accidentally offended the prince, but he couldn't figure out why.

In any case, it should be coaxed first.

So the dragon looked for the prince with his tail in his arms, and said pitifully, "Do you want to touch my tail?"

The prince touched, then continued to refuse.

Long was very at a loss, a little flustered in the panic, and a little lost in the panic.

In short, it is very complicated.

([-])

Long didn't know what he had done wrong, so he was wronged and read the book alone for a week, and after a week, he went to look for the prince with his tail and history books in his arms.

This time the prince did not refuse.

The dragon came back to life with full blood, happily reading next to the prince, occasionally turning his head to peek at the gold-rimmed glasses, the tip of his tail trembling back and forth.

The prince beside him suddenly closed the book.

Long was startled: "What's wrong?"

"I don't want to read anymore."

"Okay, are you going to see the moon then?"

"Do not want to."

"Moonlight bath?"

"I don't want to either."

"Then what do you want to do?"

"I want your glass beads."

"Huh huh?"

"give or not?"

"..."

The dragon hugged his tail in embarrassment, very tangled.

He had collected the glass beads for many years. Although the prince said it was worthless, it was still his treasure.

But the dragon also didn't want to upset the prince.

After thinking for a while, Long made a decision, and nodded sadly: "Here!"

Then turn around and go to the basement to get the glass beads.

The prince smiled and followed behind him, one man and one dragon stopped in front of the basement.

Dragon pushed open the door.

Then on the top of the radiant glass beads, I saw a pair of huge gold-rimmed glasses.