Don't suck me, I'm not sweet {wear book}

In the early morning, Wen Nong opened his eyes extremely tired, and found himself nestled in Lu Dao's arms, half of his face was numb from the pain.

He stared blankly at the chest muscles that were close at hand for a while, then took his hands away, rubbed his eyes and sat up.

What the hell, I had such a tiring dream last night.

Wen Nong tapped his brain, completely confused why he dreamed of playing with a miniature version of Road Knife.

The road knife in the dream was so small, it was so cute that his heart melted.He fed the road knife, played with him, and even indulged him in riding a horse... In short, he dreamed a lot of strenuous scenes, and finally fell asleep holding the soft road knife.

In the end, when he woke up, he put the hard road knife in his arms.

It is said that there are thoughts every day and dreams at night, Wen Nong is very puzzled by this.

He was thinking deeply about life, when the tip of his hair suddenly sank, and he looked back, Ludao still couldn't get up, and was stretching his arms to play with his hair.Seeing Wen Nong turn around, he flicked his tongue and added wink: "Good morning, big brother."

Wen Nong blushed, stood up abruptly and put on his coat: "I, I, I will brush my teeth."

Lu Dao lay on his side on the big bed, watching him rustle and quickly put on his clothes, the white clothes were tied with a belt, and the curves that made the devil's heart itch.Especially the slender waist, how comfortable it is to hold it in the crook of the arm.

"Don't stay in bed, you will go out to practice in a few days, remember to prepare enough homework these few days." Wen Nong dropped this sentence, and hurriedly slipped out.

Lu Dao watched his leaving back, wriggled and lay on the place where Wen Nong had slept, hugged the quilt and lay on the bed for a long time.He buried his face in the pillow and smiled for a long time.

Wen Nong slipped out, opened the formation on the floor of Changli Hall, and ran downstairs to take a shower.

...and brainwashing too.

He soaked in the hot spring, touched the scales that had appeared on his chest, and felt dazed.

Did Ludao rely on him a little because he lacked paternal love since he was a child?

Alas, poor cub.

He went out after washing, and Ludao hadn't gotten up yet, so he rolled up his sleeves and made breakfast, and then went to play with Baoya.

Wen Nong put a bowl of meatballs in front of it, making him stick out his tongue out of greed.

Wen Nong patted its head: "Blow-dry my hair before eating."

When the road knife finished rubbing and came out, he was blown all over his face by a gust of wind.

The elder brother sat with disheveled hair by the modified floor-to-ceiling windows basking in the sun, and Bucky was flapping his wings quickly and steadily to fan him, making his long hair flutter.

After a while, the buck teeth stopped.Wen Nong put his sleeves on his sleeves and enjoyed the coolness of the brand fan comfortably, and without looking back, he stretched out his hand to touch Baoya's head: "It's so cute..."

Um?Feel so changed?

He looked back and saw that he was touching the young master's brain.

Lu Dao looked at him with his legs crossed, and flicked his tongue again.

"..."

Wen Nong patted his head pretending to be calm, and coughed: "The young master is up?"

As soon as he withdrew his hand, the guy moved over and fell down on the ground, laying his pillow on his lap and yawning: "The young master is still a little sleepy, let me sleep for a while~"

Wen Nong froze for a while, then patted his restless hand away: "Did you do it on purpose?"

Lu Dao smacked his lips and buried his face in his waist: "Just sleep for a while."

His nose rubbed against Wen Nong's right waist, passing his spiritual orifice vaguely.

"..."

Xie Xie, who was buried in breakfast, was suddenly frightened by a loud cry, and turned his head to look over in horror, only to see the first master lying on all fours on the ground laughing wildly, and the second master pinching him with one hand expressionlessly. The back of the neck poked him under the butterfly bone.

"Wen Nong! Wen Nong Nong!" Lu Dao laughed and shouted, "Big brother, stop!"

Wen Nong was unmoved: "You did it on purpose."

Lu Dao, who was "without the strength to restrain a chicken", twitched for a while, and called again: "Baoya! Come and take him away!"

Take away the second master?

Baoya immediately lowered his ears and pretended not to hear, picked up the big bowl with half of the meatballs in it, and ran away.

Lu Dao: "...Bai Yanxiu!"

Wen Nong snickered, and let him go after rectifying for a while: "Go and have breakfast."

Lu Dao limply lay on the ground, looking at him with sparkling gray-blue eyes: "No, I've been hollowed out, I need Wen Nongnong to hug me."

Wen Nong turned his head and left: "If you don't eat it, I'll eat it myself."

Lu Dao immediately grabbed his ankle: "No! You have to help me up!"

Wen Nong tried to move his feet, but he couldn't move the lump of flesh on the ground.He had no choice but to turn his head and pull him up: "Such a big monster! Where's the bone? Where's the face! How old is it!"

Lu Dao used his strength to get up and hug him: "Lu Dao is only six years old, shameless, he needs to be hugged warmly."

Wen Nong almost popped his eyeballs, trying to push him away, but no matter how hard he pushed, he couldn't.

Lu Dao was snickering, when suddenly a communication formation sounded, he put his arm around Wen Nong and connected with the other: "Who? What's the trouble in the morning?"

"Young master, me! Ink spoon!"

"If you fart, let it go, if you have bubbles, spit it out, the young master is doing business!"

"There is a monster running amok in my territory. It is a huge white dragon. Do you want to come and recognize it?"

Lu Dao's undisciplined expression immediately disappeared: "Where is it?"

Mo Shao over there reported a location, and he hung up after saying yes.

Wen Nong also heard the call, and was a little excited: "What? Bailong?!"

In the original work, Lu Dao also has a mount with explosive combat power, which is a white dragon!Just not so early.But whatever, the more gear the merrier.

Lu Dao's brows and eyes also fluctuated: "Come on, let's go and have a look."

Wen Nong quickly tied up his hair, and stuffed two hard-boiled eggs into his arms, ready to take a hitchhiker with the Huo Hao brand.

Lu Dao carried him over: "Let it eat, I will walk faster by myself, come on, the imperial formation is stable."

"……Row!"

Ludao has strong spiritual power, and he can resist the wind all the way without assistance, but Wen Nong can't, he can at most draw a formation to block the wind, and he will feel exhausted if he persists all the way to the end.

Lu Dao flew with his arms around him, pinching two eggs in his arms, thoughtfully.

When I got there, I saw a wooden stake inserted in the shallow sea, and a simple wooden frame with a person sitting on it, which looked like standing in the sea from a distance.

Seeing them coming, the man waved his hand out of his busy schedule, and then he raised the fishing rod in surprise, and happily grabbed the slippery fish and put it into the fishing basket.

Wen Nong took a closer look and was stunned.

Lu Dao led him to stand on the waves, and immediately asked, "Where is Bailong?"

Mo Shao pointed to the sea area in the distance: "In the deep water six hundred miles ahead, the old dragon floated up from the deep sea. Just now, he ran away violently and stirred up the sea water. I tried my best to stop it. "

Lu Dao reinforced the formation under his feet, and told Wen Nong: "I'll go over to see the situation, you wait here for me."

Wen Nong had no objection: "Young Master, be careful."

Lu Dao disappeared with a whoosh. Wen Nong stood on the formation and looked at it for a while, and couldn't help but ask Mo Shao: "Well, Elder Mo Er, do you mind if I ask a question? As a fish, why do you still want to eat?" Fishing? Or stilt fishing?"

Mo Shao was confident and confident: "Fish like to eat fish too." The fishing rod sank again, and he happily grabbed the small whitebait that was fluttering on the hook and put it into the fishing basket, "Thanks to that dragon, it made them all run away. Come out, you can have a delicious meal today."

Wen Nong took out the big bird's egg in his bosom and peeled the shell to eat. Thinking of the origin of the name "Ink Spoon", he was both funny and curious: "Then why don't you scoop it up directly with spiritual power, and use such a primitive way?"

Mo Shao smiled: "It tastes more delicious this way, and it can remind people of some comfortable past events."

The two were chatting, when suddenly there was a big wave, Wen Nong also felt the undercurrent under his feet through the formation, and was startled: "What's wrong? Could it be something happened to the young master?"

Mo Shao frowned, and swept away his leisurely look: "Mr. Wen is here first, I'll go there right away!"

After all, he stepped on the sea and rode the wind and waves, and Wen Nong swallowed the remaining half of the egg in one gulp, using his spiritual power to follow.

A big wave hit halfway, Wen Nong hid aside, and before he could recover, he was shocked by a terrifying dragon chant that made his eardrums roar.

He was so scared that he almost choked to death with half an egg in his mouth.

"What's going on?!" Mo Shao was almost thrown away by the huge waves when he arrived at the scene, and quickly opened the barrier to block it.

Lu Dao stood in mid-air overlooking the dragon, and there were seven red formations floating around him.

Chiyu Ludao was full of hostility and killing, Mo Shao looked up and saw him startled: "Young master! What happened? Are you okay!"

The dark red spirit pattern flashed across Lu Dao's eyes, and he looked at the white horned dragon that suddenly went berserk on the sea, and said calmly, "It's okay. Did you just say that this dragon is getting old? I don't think it's brainy enough yet. Alright, you will go crazy when you see me, as if you want to swallow the young master to vent your anger."

Mo Shao immediately manipulated the surrounding sea water: "Then, this subordinate will help you!"

The frenzied dragon roared, and its huge body rushed out of the sea, setting off a huge blood-colored wave of nearly ten meters, and opened its bloody mouth to rush towards the road knife.

The wall of water controlled by the ink spoon was instantly dispersed by it: "..."

"No need." Lu Dao did not avoid it, raised his hand and dragged a red formation to block the huge dragon's head, his temples were wild.

"This horned dragon is estimated to be more than three thousand years old, and it can be regarded as the king of your aquarium. It doesn't look good for the younger generation to do something to the ancestors, so let me send it on the road."

Lu Dao's pupils turned red, and he looked at the horned dragon: "For the sake of your resemblance to it, I will give you relief."

The remaining six red formations were nailed to the six orifices of the dragon's body in an instant, launching a fatal attack on it with divine ancient spirit magic power.

But the dragon was really delirious, blindly following his hatred, and would rather be blown off his body than try his best to bite off Ludao's head.

The red formation in Ludao's hand cracked under its fatal impact again. He raised his eyebrows in surprise, raised his other hand, and the eighth red formation appeared instantly, and the red lines in his eyes became thicker one cent.

Just about to give it a good time, the horned dragon suddenly stopped.

Its hostility and madness disappeared in an instant, and the dragon pupils stood in a straight line.It turned its head and suddenly turned into a human form.

Lu Dao slammed on the brakes and retreated back to the red formation, his eyeballs almost fell out: Why does this old guy look like a [-]-year-old boy? !And... Shameless!

The horned dragon was dressed in loose white clothes and had a pretty face.It's just that he was in a mess right now, and there were many bloodstains on his white clothes.

Lu Dao hesitated for a second: "Old man? Is your Alzheimer's disease cured?"

The horned dragon flew down, and the hair that grew to the bare feet threw him a somersault.

"Damn! Has this hair been soaked for thousands of years?!" He covered his nose and rubbed his eyes, "Go to reincarnation!"

"Mr. Wen!"

The sound of the ink spoon exploded, and Lu Dao in mid-air trembled. Looking down, the dragon flew in front of Wen Nong!

Wen Nong didn't want to go to the scene, but just wanted to take a closer look at Lu Dao's situation. Unexpectedly, a white shadow ghost suddenly floated in front of him, with hair growing to the surface of the sea.

He backed away in fright and shouted: "Forbidden woman!!"

Before retreating two meters, the white shadow flew straight into his arms.

It was a young man's hard hug.

Wen Nong was stunned.

"Wen Nong!"

A beam of red spiritual flow and Road Dao's shout rushed at the same time, Wen Nong raised his head: "Wait!"

Lu Dao gritted his teeth, and shifted the direction of Lingliu in a split second.The moment the spiritual current brushed past them, it stirred up several meters of sea waves, went straight to the shallow sea, shattered the stilts, and finally hit the sea cliff, knocking out fragments of gravel.

Ink Spoon: "...my fish!"

In the drizzle, Wen Nong asked the boy who was hugging him suspiciously: "Hello? You...why are you crying?"

The horned dragon looked up at him, shoulders twitching.

Wen Nong sucked in a breath of air, the boy's eyebrows and eyes were five or six points similar to his own.

The body of the horned dragon began to become transparent, and the tears that fell had evaporated before reaching the surface of the sea.He looked at Wen Nong, unable to utter a single word, because his body, which had reached its limit, was no longer able to handle it.

He smiled at Wen Nong for the last time, and then he turned into a shining white light and disappeared into the world.

"Wait, wait!" Wen Nong grasped those white lights in vain, as if his heart had been hit by Thor's hammer.

Lu Dao rushed to his side and hugged him: "His lifespan has expired, he died naturally." He wiped the corners of his eyes, the redness in his pupils had not faded, "Why are you crying?"

Wen Nong panted, watching those white lights gradually disappear, couldn't help bursting into tears again: "I don't know... I just feel very sad suddenly..."

Lu Dao stared at him for a while, then held him tightly in his arms: "It's okay, it's okay, you have me."

After calming down, he took him back to Changli, Wen Nong didn't say a word.

Lu Dao guarded him for a while, then ran to drag Baoya over, Moxie performed a circus.In the end, Wen Nong turned his head and covered his mouth: "Is it poisonous, you..."

Lu Dao quickly took out the piece of adhesive tape from his pocket and stuck it on his forehead, and leaned in front of him: "Look, I am toxic garbage."

Wen Nong touched the top of his forehead, and the unknown sadness subsided a lot: "Well, thank you young master for blackmailing yourself, I'm much better."

Lu Dao sat next to him, didn't ask him what was going on, but talked about himself: "Don't you ask me why I'm so nervous about Bailong's news?"

Before Wen Nong could speak, he began to talk to himself again: "When I was young, I stayed in the crack of heaven and earth. My father was not in good health, so he didn't have much time to take care of me. I didn't have any partners. I didn't meet him until I was six years old. A white dragon, it has been with me for ten years..."

He said for a long time: "Later, the white dragon left. I don't know where it went. I still want to find it, so that it can listen to my nonsense from the previous day."

Wen Nong patted his hand: "Don't be sad."

Lu Dao turned around and hugged him: "I'm not sad, I have Wen Nong now."

"So, don't be sad, you still have a road knife."

The author has something to say:

Wen: You stand here and don’t move, Papa will buy you an orange

road:……