Palm Dragon

Occasionally, Adrian's brain would temporarily fail.

And this kind of situation is usually related to wealth.

Like now.

Adrian swears by his 370 five years of growing up that he has never seen such a beautiful...human being?goblin?Angel……?

Well, no matter what "he" was, Adrian was deeply shocked.

The top-notch emerald-like eyes, ivory-like skin, and long flowing hair shone silver like the satin made of moonlight by a water demon.

Not to mention...he used precious pigeon blood stones for buttons ahhhhh!

Is his shirt an oriental silk?

His napkin actually has the family crest of the Holy Archbishop on it!Isn't that a royal item!

his&*@%@#……

A series of shocks made our Adrian almost forget how to breathe.

The person in front of him didn't mind Adrian's disrespectful behavior with his mouth open, and motioned for the butler to pull out the chair and ask him to sit down.

"Please don't be restrained, my guest." He probably interpreted the distressed expression on Adrian's face as restrained.

Only then did Adrian remember his purpose for coming here.

"My name is Adrian, and I'm the fire dragon who lives on the other side of the valley. That, that... I'm sorry!"

Ice blinked, looking at the basket of apples that was suddenly pushed under his nose.

In fact, before Adrian came over, Is heard the whole story from the angry elf.

But... Is touched his chin.This little dragon is not as tyrannical as the elf described it, but unexpectedly interesting... After a long time without a response, Adrian got a little anxious holding the fruit basket.

"That flower field... I really didn't mean it, I thought it was wild flowers, and I was drunk..."

Ice smiled.

"You don't need to worry about the flower field." He said softly, and took the fruit basket that Adrian had been holding up all the time, and put it on the picnic table.

Adrian secretly breathed a sigh of relief.Although the person in front of him was extravagant and unreasonable, he was also surprisingly kind.

"That flower field... is it a rare rose?"

Adrian took the scented tea poured for him by the old housekeeper. (Yes, the old butler is still there. (╯▽╰))

"That's not a rose." Iss cut off a piece of mille-feuille with a small silver knife. "It's a flower called 'Moonlight'. Although it is similar to a rose, it only blooms on moonlit nights, and its fragrance is different from roses."

"Yeah, it smells sweet!" But it tastes like hell.Adrian swallowed the second half of the sentence in his stomach.

Essie gently placed the mille-feuille on the silver plate in front of Adrian.

"Although the moonlight flower is very delicate, it is worth trying for you to use it to make tea."

The light red scented tea no longer had the strong and arrogant aroma of that night. In fact, it looked like ordinary black tea.

The bitter memory made Adrian look at the cup in his hand hesitantly, but it was obviously impolite not to drink.

hiss--

good.drink.

There is no astringent taste at all, but an incredible sweetness.

With the aroma of tea, take another bite of the mille-feuille pie.

Looking at Adrian's bright eyes, Iss smiled.

"Lighton Butler's dessert is a perfect match for afternoon tea no matter what time it is."

good.fortunate.blessing.

Adrian, who likes sweets, ate up all the mille-feuilles on the table, and drank all the scented tea.

Until the sun was about to set and was sent out of the manor by Yi Si himself, he was still intoxicated by the sweet aftertaste, and he couldn't let go of anything other than the dessert in his mind.

This also directly leads to a consequence.

In the evening of that day, the small animals in the Emerald Valley saw a fire dragon suddenly awakened in a sleepwalking flight, and the annoyed dragon roar scared them into hiding.

"Forgot to ask him about the fire-breathing ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!"