I am the third prince of the dragon

The moving matter went very quickly. The place Tony found for him was in an untouched valley in the Arctic. There was a huge blue ice lake, clear and clear air, and snow-white peaks surrounding the lake. The scenery was amazing and magnificent. Yi Fei went over to look around, it was indeed a good place.

So he directly covered dozens of miles around.

Dole Valley is actually a scenic spot that rents out holiday villas to attract rich people to ski and have fun during the aurora season. Renting a villa for a few days costs hundreds of thousands of dollars, but Ao Luyi has booked the place. The town, which houses the staff and supplies, has turned the place into a no man's land.

The people in charge of the operation are all at a loss. It's fine if they haven't seen this kind of private room. Why are the people who dismissed the staff and even the security personnel?

But after paying enough money, there are no such doubts, maybe another rich and sick superhero, who cares.

After bidding farewell to the human world, Ao Luyi led Arman into this isolated world of ice and snow.

Today is a fine weather, the golden sun shines on the snow-white peaks, reflecting rainbow-like halos on the blue sky, the icy lake of Dole is frozen like a large piece of sapphire, embedded in the bottom of the valley, without wind On a sunny day without snow, the ice surface is also transparent, glowing with a dreamy blue, and the fish swimming in the water can be clearly seen through the ice layer several meters thick.

A holiday villa located in the innermost part of the long and narrow valley was where they were going to live. Ao Luyi led Alman to the door, opened the door, and a gust of hot air rushed in.

A warm fireplace, a brown leather sofa, sunlight from the blinds to the cashmere carpet, a bouquet of flowers in a vase on the marble coffee table, and a golden ribbon tied on the delicate red envelope, which reads: " Wishing you a great holiday, from the entire Doller staff."

There was also a bottle of mead tied with a ribbon and two cups on the table, which made Ao Luyi feel awkward.

There is really a sense of sight of a honeymoon.

He shook his head, but still opened the cork and poured it into the glass, and handed it to Alman: "Take it as a vacation, cheers."

The wine glasses collided lightly and crisply, Arman hummed in a low voice, and drank the mead in the glass in one gulp.

Arman's face was very pale, but his lips were bright red, and his eyebrows were as black as ink. In the past two days, he often fell into a chaotic expression, his eyes were blurred and focused, and there was a strange horror.

Last night, Ao Luyi woke up in the middle of the night and found Arman beside the bed, staring at him with this expression, almost flew up in fright.But Arman quickly came back to his senses, and was about to leave with a face full of guilt. Ao Luyi immediately grabbed him, stuffed him under the quilt, and stayed with him all night.

Arman licked his lips, and his withered rose-like lips immediately became moist. Ao Luyi felt a sudden palpitation, wishing to beat himself up.

"I'll go practice and try again."

Arman made the request proactively, and Ao Luyi hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Alright."

Now the radius is dozens of miles, it is impossible that there are no people around for hundreds of miles. Ao Luyi was not in such a hurry. They just arrived here, and he wanted Arman to take a rest, but since Arman planned to start now, it was fine. .

"There's no need to run Zhou Tian, ​​don't worry, it's enough for us to practice the mental method once, and it's better to eat and rest after work, and it's better at night."

When Ao Luyi said that, Arman nodded obediently.

As a result, Ao Luyi was the protector of Arman, and Arman's complexion gradually became worse and worse before he could practice half of the method. When Ao Luyi noticed that the surrounding temperature began to soar, he stopped decisively.

He was astonished, Arman's flame heart is strong, and the zodiac sign of the mind is exactly the opposite, even if there is no immediate effect, shouldn't it be the other way around? !

Ao Luyi scratched his hair violently, feeling quite discouraged.

He looked up to the sky and sighed, if he had listened to the emperor's words in Jiuchongtian and could practice diligently and learn more things, he would not be like this today. It is true that when the books are used up, he will hate less. He has suffered retribution. Jiuchongtian tricked cats and dogs into trouble.

Although his cultivation base is advancing rapidly now, but he is a scumbag in nature, Ao Luyi became anxious for a while, and couldn't help thinking of taking Arman back to Jiuchongtian to ask for help.

Of course, the premise is that the emperor will not break his leg as soon as he meets him. If he hides with the Queen Mother of the West, there is still room for him...

"Rest first, I'll cook."

Ao Luyi had no choice but to tell Arman that he walked to the storage room that was filled in advance, and there was enough food for a month in it, and there were some expensive ingredients that were transported by air.

If Ao Luyi were ordinary guests who came to vacation, they would be able to enjoy the chef's home cooking service, but it's a pity that only the two of them are alive in the entire valley.

So Ao Luyi took out two big lobsters from the storage room, steamed them together with other fresh vegetables in a simple and rough way, and stewed them in a pot.

Arman had no objection to his behavior, but silently baked two plates of mashed potatoes with cheese and some fish in the oven.

In the end, it was served on the table. Although the big lobster was still fresh and sweet, it was not as fresh as it was taken out of the freezer. After eating a tail, he couldn't help but start eating grilled fish and mashed potatoes with cheese.

The just right sauce is delicious, Ao Luyi was surprised, but also a little embarrassed: "When did you use those electrical appliances?"

Ever since he came to New York, he took Arman to eat and wander around every day, or else he was on the mission of S.H.I.E.L.D. Although the small building where they lived in the Dragon Temple also had a kitchen, Qiu Nianzu also hired a Chinese chef Yes, Ao Luyi has never been in the kitchen.

Alman used his dagger to peel the shrimp from the hard shell neatly. The bright sunlight outside the house cast from the window next to the dining table, illuminating the whole kitchen brightly, with a warm smokey atmosphere. Sitting at the table, his originally pale face was dazzling under the warm sun, and his tall and straight features were clearly intertwined with light and shadow, which made his bowed head look particularly good.

"I learned from the chef." Alman suddenly looked up at him. In fact, he got up early to make the breakfast they had a few mornings, but Ao Luyi never asked, thinking it was made by the chef.

His craftsmanship naturally came from the years of traveling in the mainland. He had no fixed place to live and had to learn to take care of himself while wandering. Alman was very good at cooking, especially barbecue.

Arman looked at Ao Luyi's excited look, and couldn't help but be in a trance.

Recently, he can feel that Yanxin is getting stronger day by day, and maybe soon, he will be burned to death. At that time, even if Ao Luyi doesn't want to, he will have to kill himself.

In the memory passed down by the Dragon Clan, there is an ancestor who is almost exactly the same as Arman, very powerful, but during the courtship period, his instinct destroyed his reason, burned his human lover to death, and finally was burned to death by Yanxin.

Alman is just rejoicing that Ao Luyi is not an ordinary human being. If he gets to that point, he won’t face the ashes of his lover after waking up——

Arman felt sad for the fate of the Dragon Clan. In order to hide his emotions, he took all the peeled shrimp and walked into the kitchen. Ao Luyi soon smelled a strong smell of butter.

Arman brought out a plate of reprocessed lobster meat, which was different after adding seasoning. It was so delicious that Ao Luyi couldn't help but finished eating it all.

He was dying of shame, especially after seeing how little Arman had eaten.

"I'm not very hungry." Alman said, leaning on the dining chair, watching Ao Luyi quietly, his eyes were like spring water, with a tenderness that people dare not look directly at.

"It seems that I haven't painted for a long time." Alman said suddenly.

Ao Luyi recalled those days when he was with Arman on the island. Painting was Arman's favorite recreational activity. Besides growing vegetables, what he had to do every day was to draw a picture of Feng Qiwu.

"Do you want to draw?" Ao Luyi frowned after asking, "I don't know if there are any tools here, or I'll go to the town outside the valley..."

Although the people in the small town outside the valley were dismissed and left, they gave Ao Luyi the key to the material warehouse, and there might be one.

He stood up immediately, but Arman said, "I have it." He walked towards the luggage in the hallway. He had a sheepskin handbag, which Ao Luyi never knew contained his notebook and charcoal pencils.

This is a thick parchment notebook that Arman brought from that world, and he took it all over the continent.

Ao Luyi saw Arman open the notebook, a faint smile gradually appeared on his face.

He walked towards him, couldn't help but look up, and asked, "What is the painting?"

The yellowed notebook looks old, but it is very well preserved, with Arman's essays and records drawn on it.

Ao Luyi took a look, and first saw a map-like drawing, with the forest and the snow-capped mountains in the distance, the place names were written on the bottom, and a few strange-looking animals were drawn.

He saw Arman's succinct note below the animals: "Like little monsters, but uglier."

Ao Luyi burst out laughing, after all, it was rare to see Arman with such a childlike side.

Arman glanced at him lightly, then turned the page.

They are all characters, to be precise, they are all Ao Luyi.

Ao Luyi was stunned.

The seemingly scribbled and simple brushstrokes skillfully outline Ao Luyi's demeanor and expression.

Standing, sitting, profile, smiling, expressionless, sitting on a rock looking over, lying opposite the campfire, or even a back view in front of a deserted forest.

Arman didn't hide it, and turned the next page in a leisurely manner—it was all him.

Sometimes it’s just close-up portraits, but many of them have blurry scenes, such as forests, riversides, snow fields, etc...

This is not Arman's memory of his time on the island, but his imagination when he wandered aimlessly on the mainland.

These places are all places Arman once walked alone.

Suddenly there was no sound in the entire huge space, only the rustling sound of Arman flipping through pages of notes, and Ao Luyi remained silent as if the mute button had been pressed.

He was so flustered that he subconsciously looked up at Arman, but all of a sudden his eyes met.

Arman's eyes were frank and straightforward, his slightly drooping long eyelashes condensed and projected all the emotions flowing in his eyes onto Ao Luyi, and he caught off guard and accepted them all, it was almost inevitable.

Ao Luyi suddenly understood why he flinched in panic.

He knew very well that Arman's affection for him was not a ridiculous adolescent love at all, but a desperate love that was so heavy that it almost burned his whole body.

But does he dare to take it?Does he dare to reject Arman frankly?

The reason why he wanted to avoid and deny it was because he couldn't say with a clear conscience that he didn't have a little bit of affection for Arman.

Ao Luyi felt that he was the worst coward.

Arman is like a warrior who doesn't fight at all. He unabashedly confesses everything, causing Ao Luyi to be in chaos. However, he will never chase after him. He just backed down silently: "I want to paint you."

He withdrew his gaze and turned to a blank page.

Ao Luyi panicked and won a little breathing space: "...Okay."