Breeding Jiao

The night rain knocked on the window frame with the wind, and the cold and moist atmosphere permeated the house, the veil swayed slightly, and the moonlight was dim and unclear.

Wang Shu frowned slightly, her slender and thick eyelashes trembled slightly, and her eyelids moved slightly, as if she was immersed in a deep sleep, and seemed to use all her strength to wake up.

"Shu'er..."

A slight and deep murmur sounded, but Wang Shu froze all over, and turned his head slightly in disbelief, trying to see the things around him clearly, but his eyelids seemed to be heavy, his limbs, hands and feet seemed to be filled with lead water, and his whole body Like fish on a chopping board, let others be slaughtered.

A sound of "Shu'er" broke into the eardrums, like whispers in a lover's world, Wang Shu's breathing suddenly became rapid, and he clamored in his heart to open his eyes!But it didn't work.

A rough but warm big palm landed on Wang Shu's neck, and the slender knuckles lightly rubbed against the skin of his cheeks and neck.

"Zong... Wu"

The visitor laughed softly, as if responding to Wang Shu's words.Then Wang Shu lightened his body, and he was completely embraced by someone.

Jie's strong arms tightly encircled his waist, Wang Shu could only rest his head on Zong Wu's broad shoulders, and the two were extremely intimate.

This... what's going on.Wang Shu thought in a daze.

How did Zong Wu grow up?

Am I dreaming...

Suddenly, Wang Shu shook his body, couldn't help letting out a groan, the mischievous big hand unexpectedly penetrated into his clothes, touching his skin.

Zongwu's hands became more and more unbridled, playing tricks on Wangshu, who couldn't help igniting the fire of lust. The long-lost embrace and touch were almost like surging sea water in an instant, engulfing Wangshu head-on into Zongwu's desire-sea among.

Xu Shi hadn't touched his skin for a long time, when Zong Wu's fiery lips fell on Wang Shu's slightly cool body, he couldn't help but let out a moan from his throat, so comfortable that he couldn't extricate himself.

Zong Wu's movements became more and more presumptuous, and Wang Shu's remaining rationality was exhausted, so he impatiently stretched out his arms to wrap around Zong Wu's neck, and wanted to put on his red lips.

"Zong Wu..."

"Is this a dream?"

After each fiery kiss fell, Wang Shu's eyes slowly opened, and what caught his eyes was a piece of red, like the sea surface covered with clouds and clouds, and the bright red almost hurt his eyes.

With the clothes off, Wang Shu caught a glimpse of a golden red color at the end of his eyes, and he stopped immediately.

This is a wedding dress, this is the night they got married.

Wang Shu tried his best to widen his eyes, but no matter what he couldn't see the face of the person in front of him clearly, the only thing he could touch was the naked and explosive male body under his palm.

He must be Zong Wu.

"Shu'er..." Zong Wu laughed in a low voice, leaning close to Wang Shu's ear, the warm breath sprayed on his neck and earlobe, Wang Shu's body trembled endlessly.

"Give me a baby."

Perhaps it was the flickering red candles on the night of the wedding, casting a phantom shadow in the room, which dazzled Wang Shu's eyes, or perhaps the dazzling crimson visible to the eyes and the whispering whispers in the ears confused him.

Wang Shu nodded.

Zong Wu laughed, his voice was deep and hoarse, full of masculine charm, and he was completely different from the cold-faced king when they first met.

There was a loud "哐——" the window was slapped by the strong wind and made a noisy sound, followed by the overwhelming sound of rain, and the raindrops entered the house with the strong wind.

The whispers of love in the ears disappeared without a trace, and the affection in the room was blown away by the biting cold wind.Wang Shu opened his eyes, it was dark, Wang Shu only felt a tightness in his chest, how could there be any love for the newlyweds who had just filled the room with red candles?

The wind outside the house grew louder, Wang Shu let out a long sigh.

He missed Zong Wu.

In the previous life, when Zong Wu was about to kill him at the Longtai, he was running around with Xiaojiao, and the two of them had a very hasty last meeting.

When Wang Shu was reborn, he had carefully thought about what identity he would use to stay by Zong Wu's side in the future. Maybe after avenging his revenge and helping Zong Wu transform into a dragon, he would wander around and be an idle little demon , and Zongwu will continue to be the lord of the world, the god of the dragon clan, and there may be many beautiful wives and beautiful concubines, and groups of children...

Because he really can't guarantee that Zong Wu will still fall in love with him in this life, although the feelings in his previous life were unclear.Wang Shu smiled wryly.

But it wasn't until that charming dream just now that he realized that deep down in his heart he still longed to be with Zong Wu.And as a partner, they have skin-to-skin contact with him and are inseparable.

But Zong Wu is still too young now, so small that he doesn't even have Chu Meng.For Wang Shu, he also depends on his affection. As for whether this hazy affection will become family affection or...

Wang Shu really didn't dare to promise.

Wang Shu raised his hand to caress the little head resting on his chest, Zong Wu slept so soundly that even the sound of windows colliding could not wake him up.

Wang Shu lost sleep because of his tangled thoughts.

It wasn't until the middle of the night, when the wind and rain subsided, and the pouring rain gradually thinned into raindrops, that Wang Shu felt a little drowsy. He closed his eyes and was about to fall asleep, when suddenly he was kicked firmly on the calf, which immediately saved him up. The drowsiness kicked away.

Wang Shu was angry, and suddenly lifted the quilt to expose Zong Wu, raised his hand as if to vent his anger, and poked Zong Wu's head lightly.

"No...don't." Zong Wu frowned, his limbs curled up like a small shrimp, then he lowered his head, his arms tightly protecting his head, as if he was afraid of something.

"Zongwu? Your Majesty?" Wang Shu raised his hand and pushed gently, but Zong Wu seemed to have fallen into a nightmare. When Wang Shu's hand touched his body, Zong Wu's body trembled more obviously.

"Stop beating, it hurts..." Zong Wu hugged his head tightly and kept raving. "I was wrong... oh, mother, father..."

Wang Shudeng turned sideways, supported Zong Wu's thin body with both arms, hugged him in his arms, lowered his head and put his ear to Zong Wu's ear and said comfortingly: "With me here, don't be afraid, the bad guys will be driven away It's..."

Wang Shu caressed Zong Wu's shoulders with his palm, and repeated these words to comfort Zong Wu. Zong Wu's body gradually stopped shaking, and Wang Shu lowered his head little by little. Snuggle to sleep.

"I think I'm obsessed with her."

At noon on the second day after the storm, the sun was warm and warm inside the house.

Chi Zhe leaned on the bed, with the quilt covering his waist, revealing his strong chest.

Wang Shu sat by the bed, let out a casual "huh", holding a porcelain bottle in one hand, and constantly pounding the black plaster in it with a pestle in the other.

Zong Wu also moved a small stool and sat aside, staring at the medicine pot in Wang Shu's hand without saying a word.

Chi Zhe didn't mind the indifference of the two at all, immersed in his own world, squinting his eyes with a look of extreme comfort, and continued: "The first thing I saw when I woke up was her... So there really are fairies in the world ordinary people."

Wang Shu's face was expressionless. Since he and Zong Wu came, Chi Zhe seemed to have found a venting outlet, eloquently expounding on his "fairy at first sight" - Xiao Rou.

"You are now in the den of monsters, there are no fairies." Wang Shu cruelly broke Chi Zhe's boundless fantasies.

Chi Zhe moved the corners of his mouth, smirked a few times and wanted to sit up straight, but when he moved, he pulled his wounds, grinned his teeth in pain, gasped and said: "Didn't the monster say that he can cultivate to become a fairy through tribulation, maybe it's not certain?"

Wang Shu was silent for a while, and thought to himself that when Xiaorou, a lazy monster, ushered in the thunder disaster, you might have reincarnated in the world dozens of times.

"Your Majesty, come here and do me a favor." Wang Shu got up, scraped off half of the plaster in his hand with a wooden chip, pasted it on the silk cloth, and handed it to Zong Wu, while he took the rest of the plaster and dug a large piece with his fingers.

Zong Wu understood, took the piece of wood and spread the black plaster evenly.

"Sit up." Wang Shu pursed his lips, holding the porcelain bottle in one hand and applying ointment in the other, standing by the bed.

Chi Zhe got up slowly, grinning his teeth and gasping in pain.After finally sitting up straight, a thin layer of sweat was already forming on his forehead.

Zong Wu took the initiative to undo the gauze on Chi Zhe's chest, revealing a wound stretched across his chest, torn open by sharp claws. The wound was treated by Xiao Rou, and the blood had stopped, but a scar would inevitably be left in the future.

Zong Wu glanced at Wang Shu, Wang Shu raised his chin slightly, then Zong Wu stepped forward and silently wrapped the gauze covered with plaster around Chi Zhe's chest.

The originally hot and stinging wound suddenly felt cool, the pain eased slightly, and Chi Zhe's face also looked better.

After Zong Wu had finished wrapping the gauze, Wang Shu stepped forward and applied the plaster on Chi Zhe's generous back.

There were bruises all over the back, mixed with many old wounds, but Wang Shu rubbed the bruises without changing his expression.

"Hiss..." Chi Zhe's complexion was contorted, his knuckles were distinct, his fingertips turned white, and he tightly clutched the bedding. "Easy...lightly."

"You don't need to force yourself to heal slowly, just be patient." Wang Shu said.

Chi Zhe grinned, and after enduring the initial pain, he began to think nonsense, "What's the girl's name? I want to make friends with her, why didn't she come today?"

"Wouldn't it be better to ask yourself after your injury is healed?" Wang Shu said casually, and handed the porcelain bottle in his hand to Zong Wu, so that he could push the plaster away with both hands.

Zong Wu remained silent, stuck in place like a piece of wood, his eyes were full of hesitation, he looked at Chi Zhe and Wang Shu from time to time, as if he wanted to say something, but he didn't dare.

Normally, Wang Shu would definitely notice his strangeness, but today Wang Shu only cares about rubbing Chi Zhe's wound, almost throwing Zong Wu aside.

This made Zong Wu feel a little uncomfortable, but he couldn't explain why it happened, so he could only sulk with himself.

Chi Zhe's hair is long and slightly curly, chestnut-colored, and the ends seem to have been roughly cut by him with a sharp blade, making it look a little rough and messy.Wang Shu pushed back his long hair so that the whole back could be exposed.

When Wang Shu was applying the medicine, Chi Zhe was facing Zong Wu from an angle, and Chi Zhe made some funny faces intentionally or unintentionally to tease Zong Wu, but all of them were under Zong Wu's inexplicable expression of "what are you doing?" I was defeated, so I had to put out this thought.

"Hey, why do you have such a big scar on your neck." Wang Shu clicked his tongue while looking at the scar extending from Chizhe's neck to his waist.

"Hey, the old injury was left by that Jiao, and he and I are deadly enemies." Chi Zhe said casually with a smile.

Zong Wu suddenly said: "That Jiao is at least thousands of years old, how could you have a problem with it?"

Chi Zhe seemed not expecting Zongwu to speak, he was taken aback for a moment, then smiled and said: "It killed my master, the wound on my neck is when I was knocked down by its paw in order to save my master , but I have a lot of life, and later I worshiped an expert and passed me a magic weapon, so I was able to fight against it."

"But I feel a very familiar aura in you." Zong Wu's face was tense, and he said seriously, "You are not a mortal, are you?"

When Wang Shu moved his hand, he accidentally used gravity, and Chi Zhe's face twisted in pain. It took him a while to recover, and he said with a smile: "I am indeed a mortal, but I have obtained a magic weapon, what do you feel? The breath should come from this."

"Little brother, how about helping me get my coat?"

Zong Wu and Wang Shu looked at each other, Wang Shu nodded slightly, Zong Wu turned around and took off the outer shirt on the screen, and handed it to Chi Zhe.

Chi Zhe raised his hand and tore off a piece of cloth on the inside of his shirt, took out something from it, and spread his palms.

Zong Wu and Wang Shu just glanced at each other, and then they were both stunned. They both saw disbelief and shock in each other's eyes.

It was a crimson dragon scale.