I am the third prince of the dragon

Strange took the ring and left directly, he has no interest in staying here for a long time.

But the remaining three people had no intention of leaving. After saying goodbye, they moved to a nearby vacant villa.

Ao Luyi: "......"

He stood at the door, looking at the holiday villa with lights a few hundred meters away and Tony waving at him from afar.

They obviously had plans in advance.

Ao Luyi rolled his eyes speechlessly, and closed the door.

Needless to say, Tony definitely wanted to come and watch Arman. Steve and Bucky might have business, but they didn't hear Steve speak just now, and I don't know why.

He closed the door mutteringly, turned around, and suddenly saw Arman sitting at the dining table, flipping through his thick notebook full of Ao Luyi's paintings.

Ao Luyi's heart was tense at that time, but he didn't know what he was nervous about.

He realized that he and Arman were the only ones left in the house—

At that time, his back was silently hairy, and Alman's appearance of sitting there quietly became particularly eye-catching, as if his sense of presence was extremely high, and he seemed to have the illusion that the temperature in the room was rising invisibly.

It is absolutely impossible for Ao Luyi to admit that he is actually a little afraid of Arman. Thinking of the absurd laxity last night, which caused irreversible consequences, he couldn't help but become more nervous.

He stubbornly thought that such a thing would never happen again.

But deep down in my heart, I found sadly that if the bottom line was broken, it would be impossible to go back to the past, so I could only grit my teeth and keep seeing.

As if there was an invisible expectation, Ao Luyi's ears began to feel hot. He walked past the restaurant quickly. At this time, he noticed Arman raised his head from the corner of his eye, and at the same time closed his eyes slowly. notebook.

Ao Luyi: "...!"

He quickened his pace, stomping up the stairs, when behind him he heard Arman stand up from the dining table again, the chair pushed back and pulled, making small noises on the floor.

Ao Luyi turned his head abruptly, Arman was walking towards him.

Perhaps because his stare was full of menace, Arman stopped at the foot of the steps and just looked up at him silently.

"Why are you following me?!" Ao Luyi felt that he could no longer tolerate it, and Arman obviously dared to go one step further.

Arman tilted his head slightly, his eyes looked up at him, they were extraordinarily large, sincere and enthusiastic, his lips were bright red, slightly parted, and slowly drew a silent smile.

Ao Luyi suddenly noticed that there was a lot of cold sweat on his forehead, as if he was trying his best to endure, but a round of scorching flames slowly lit up in his eyes.

His current state was not right again, Ao Luyi was startled, and subconsciously took a step back, as if to guard against him rushing forward again.

But Arman didn't intend to repeat the same trick at all.

He raised his hand, pressed his finger on the red line on the Adam's apple, gently and slowly stroked it with his fingertips, and exposed it in front of Ao Luyi.

Ao Luyi panicked for a moment, he felt that this action had a special kind of horror, as if he felt an ambiguous caress on his throat just now, and then blushed in shame.

But Arman spoke quite normally at this time: "I feel a little pain in my chest, but this line can wake me up."

Ao Luyi suspected that he was showing weakness to him with impure purpose, but he subconsciously looked at his chest, and almost raised his hand to check.

"......"

Ao Luyi pursed her lips: "Go back to your room."

Arman's face was pale and sweating, he nodded silently, and walked up the stairs with difficulty holding on to the handrail.

His figure seemed a little weak, and one hand was pressed on his chest, as if he was enduring pain.

Walking up the steps with a hunched back, Arman suddenly heard the sound of footsteps coming up behind him, his jaw tensed slightly, and he turned his head to face Ao Luyi, seemingly a little surprised.

Ao Luyi felt that he really couldn't take the initiative to be soft-hearted anymore, so he avoided his gaze very coldly, grabbed Arman's forearm rudely as if he couldn't bear it, and said in a rough voice: "Hurry up."

Arman was lying on the bed, and Ao Luyi was standing beside the bed, keeping a step away, without saying a word, and his spiritual sense penetrated.

In just a few minutes, he opened his eyes again, the remaining golden light in his eyes gradually faded, and his brows were wrinkled instead.

Arman was awake this time, and the process of entering his consciousness was not as easy as last time, which made him turn pale, but he also saw his flame heart.

Flame Heart is more inflated and active than before, perhaps because of Arman's compromise last time, it has grown, and now it is obviously more arrogant, trying to expand outward, only in Arman's heart is the mind projected by the obsession to achieve There is only a flattening trend near the statue.

The color of the dragon flame changed slightly, it seemed to be darker. The burning and rolling flames were originally bright red, but now they have been burned into mottled black spots, like a black hole burned on a quivering silk and satin is gradually expanding.

Arman's original mind has been transformed into a statue of Ao Luyi, which is very telling. I don't know how much obsession it takes to transform all the clear willpower into a specific person's appearance in the heart. Ao Luyi Luyi felt helpless when he saw Arman.

Ao Luyi thought it was ridiculous, but had to accept this reality.

He sighed, took the initiative to sit by Arman's bed, and said with a sense of frustration, "You won."

He said these words without beginning or end, but Arman opened his eyes slightly, his long eyelashes fluttered, and calmly looked directly at Ao Luyi: "No."

Ao Luyi glanced at him, no, if Arman wanted him, he couldn't refuse.

If Arman's mind is to be at peace, it is necessary to stabilize his heart.

If Ao Luyi is ruthless enough, he can suppress Arman, so that he can't go out to do evil once his mood collapses, and can finally eliminate the harm of Yanxin.

Even the conditions are ready-made. This valley is an excellent place for Arman. If he is sealed here, Ao Luyi has to come and release him personally.

But that may take dozens or even hundreds of years. Considering the characteristics of the dragon race, maybe even thousands of years.

Time is the most terrifying thing in this world. No matter how violent the dragon race is, it will eventually be consumed by the darkness and the non-stop flow of minutes and seconds into a harmless and gentle giant.

But Ao Luyi couldn't imagine that scene at all, he even wanted to sigh when he thought of Arman being suppressed here by loneliness, just because he harbored too fierce and terrible love for him in his heart.

What an injustice.

Arman sat up from the bed, the quilt slipped from his chest, he raised his eyes, a round of flames gradually burned up, the brilliant strange light carried a burning temperature like substance.

He said softly, "No, I didn't win."

Arman looked at Ao Luyi tenderly, and he slowly fell over until Ao Luyi could feel his fiery panting: "It's just that you lost, Louis."

Not losing to Arman, but losing to his soft heart.

Ao Luyi's jaw was tense, his cheeks were hot, and he couldn't help avoiding his sight.

Arman raised his hand, cautiously as if he was winning his own reward. His hand was gently placed on the side of Ao Luyi's neck, and his thumb was caressing the small piece of tender skin leisurely.

Then he lowered his head slowly, his lips touched Ao Luyi's Adam's apple, feeling his swallowing movement, opened his mouth, and grinded it with his teeth.

A move similar to the taste and movement of a trial was full of threats, Ao Luyi subconsciously felt a sense of crisis, and at the same time, an unconcealable trembling impulse rose from the bottom of his heart.

Arman appeared to be very patient, completely different from before, but Ao Luyi could clearly feel his true mood, because Arman touched him with a kind of extreme patience and caution.

Until he took the initiative to kiss him back, as if some kind of terrible switch was turned on.

Lying on the bed, Ao Luyi thought chaotically, at least on the bed, the bed is quite soft.

And he was finally able to practice the previous idea, he took the initiative to lower his head to kiss Arman's Adam's apple, the thin red thread runs through and around, and on the snow-white neck itself is a focus with a strange hint.

Ao Luyi gasped involuntarily, as if he was really tightly restraining a weak point, and felt that Arman's whole body was stiff, and the force of clasping his ten fingers became stronger.

Ao Luyi looked down at Arman's face, with a fierce and rare expression that made people blush suddenly.

I haven't seen it before, Ao Luyi thought, without blinking his eyes, and even stretched out his hand to push away the wet strands of hair sticking to Arman's face, trying to see more clearly.

But Arman closed his eyes, tensed his jaw, easily turned him over, bit his shoulder gently, and then kept pecking and kissing again and again.

He finally found that Alman was really not restrained. Anyway, when a little light came through the cracks in the curtains, Ao Luyi almost fell over.

The nights in the Arctic Circle are too fucking long.

Ao Luyi thought full of hatred, but what if there is a non-human between the two of them? !

After sleeping for less than ten hours, Ao Luyi got up by willpower.

As he was going down the stairs, he heard Arman talking.

"Why can't you consciously stop disturbing Louis?"

The tone can be called cold, and the content is also very surprising. It feels like it has strayed into some strange place: "Please don't challenge my endurance any more. If necessary, I will let you all go quietly without Louis knowing. leave."

"........."

Ao Luyi stood on the stairs with a stiff face, looking at Arman with a terribly gloomy face, threatening the guests at the door in a gloomy low voice.

Hey, there are actually two faces?

My God, why Alman is talking like a little sister who threatens Yingyingyanyan, I am shocked.

What kind of bloodline is the Dragon Clan that makes people change their temperament drastically!

He couldn't hide well, Arman turned around quickly sensitively, and saw him.

After a strange silence, Ao Luyi walked down the stairs slowly, and Arman's face quickly returned to normal, walking towards him as if nothing had happened, and kissed him boldly.

"Good morning." Arman said confidently with a sudden gentle tone.