i am dragon

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

You Bing plucked his ears, and turned his head again: "You...what did you say?"

Qing Longlong raised his head with a naive look on his face: "Long doesn't have these two things 'love' and 'sexual desire'."

You Bing laughed, tilted his head and frowned and said, "What kind of setting is this? Why do you think you don't have these two things?"

Qing Longlong sighed: "Because my father conceived dragon sons in a special way, we were born with a lack of blood in our bodies, so we couldn't understand the intercourse of yin and yang. This may also be the reason why we lost Ni Lin, but God Uncle Shu said that as long as Ni Lin is found, we can return to normal."

You Bing glanced at Qing Longlong's crotch: "Can I understand that...you can't get an erection?"

Qing Longlong was taken aback, blinked at the bad dean, and then looked down at his little brother Long, suddenly exasperated: "What are you thinking, you rogue dean! Anyway... Anyway, Long promised you, you can't Repent! Sleep! Turn off the lights!"

After finishing speaking, Qing Longlong rolled the quilt and lay down angrily, thinking angrily in his heart, bad dean!Dean of color!Rogue Dean!Dean scum!

You Bing was still sitting where he was, with a dignified look on his face. Could it be that this little green dragon really suffered from his father's domestic violence, causing his body to be damaged and unable to get an erection?

Qing Longlong kicked You Bing gently with puffed cheeks: "Turn off the lights! The dragon is going to sleep!"

You Bing didn't say anything, got up and turned off the light, and then he saw a small tent lit up under Qing Longlong's bed.

The dragon inside was still hiding its ears and stealing the bell, thinking that the quilt covered the light and the people outside would not be able to see it, so it huddled inside and played with the phone secretly.

You Bing: ...

The lights came back on with a snap.

You Bing quickly tore off Qing Longlong's quilt and snatched the phone, and said ruthlessly, "I'll keep the phone at night, and I'll lend it to you during the day."

Before Long could recover, the mobile phone in his hand disappeared and the lights were turned off.

Three seconds later...

Woo... Air Explosive Dragon!

Qing Longlong was afraid that he would not let You Bing use his mobile phone after making You Bing anxious, so he could only grit his teeth angrily with the quilt in his mouth, and turned to sleep.

***

The next day the weather was fine and sunny.

Zhang Chang had a very quiet and comfortable night.

The breakfast in Youshi Mental Hospital is very rich, buns, fried dough sticks, soybean milk cakes, whatever you want.

Without the pressure and confinement brought by his mother, Zhang Chang breathed the air of freedom.

Another new day.

As soon as Zhang Chang opened the door of the ward, there was a psychopath who called himself Qinglong squatting at the door.

Turn around, enter the house, close the door!

With a snap, all the movements were done in one go.

Duliu Qing and Longlong squatted outside the door with a dazed expression.

***

Qing Longlong ran to You Bing's office listlessly, and sat down on the small stool next to You Bing in a huff.

"Dragon is discriminated against!"

You Bing didn't take it seriously, and asked amusedly, "Who discriminated against you? Wu Hao?"

Qing Longlong said angrily: "Zhang Chang!" After a pause, "Wu Hao hates it too, but Long hasn't met him today."

You Bing paused and frowned: "Why are you looking for Zhang Chang again?"

Qing Longlong put the mobile phone on the table, resting his chin on the edge of the table, staring at the mobile phone with both eyes and said depressedly: "Long...can't use the mobile phone. I can’t come out, and I can’t type, Zhang Chang set up a voice input for Long before, and Long wanted him to teach me again.”

"That's it?" You Bing decisively pushed away the work in front of him, took the phone over, and hooked his fingers at Qing Longlong: "Come on, let me teach you."

***

The sun shines in from outside the window, and the open window sends a cool breeze into the house.

Holding the mobile phone in one hand, You Bing explained patiently and gently: "Tap this to take a picture, don't move the inside, just tap this to take a picture. If you want to go online, click this, there are various URLs on the homepage..."

Qing Longlong leaned over the table and listened earnestly, but gradually, he was distracted by the golden curly hair that was blown by the wind and swayed.

Moving his eyes upwards, Qing Longlong focused on the curled curly hair. The maroon curly hair was coated with a layer of gold by the sun, making it look a little shiny.

His eyes gradually turned downward, and the delicate facial features were like those cartoons that Long had read, with a feeling of noble and handsome man.

The long eyelashes fluttered with the blinking movements, like a butterfly taking a nap gently flapping its beautiful wings.

The curly hair is more beautiful, which is obviously the setting of the noble young master in the comics.

but……

Qing Longlong looked into You Bing's eyes, it didn't look like a shou, it was obviously a big scum attack!

These eyes seemed to contain an inexplicable power, the breath of a strong man, with the control and majesty of a superior that cannot be refuted.

With a smile, this majesty is gone, but there is a feeling that is even more difficult to mess with.

So is the bad principal to be punished or attacked?

***

You Bing pursed his lips, propped his cheek with one hand, turned his head and looked at the little green dragon who was staring at him in a daze: "Little blue dragon? Qinglonglong? Dragon?"

Qing Longlong still didn't respond, and stared at him with a flushed face.

If it was another big girl who was stared at by Qing Longlong like this, she would have blushed and turned her back in embarrassment.

It's a pity that the one being stared at now is You Bing, who has a skin as thick as a city wall and doesn't know what shyness is at all.

After You Bing tried to call out a few times, he fell silent and looked at the little green dragon with a smile on his face.

until……

"Success or attack...?" Qing Longlong unconsciously asked such a question.

With a gentle expression, You Bing smiled slightly and stretched out his hand—a firm squeeze!

"Aoooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo!" Qing Longlong jumped up covering his cheeks, looked at You Bing in disbelief with tears in his eyes, accusing eyes.

You Bing crossed his chest and raised his eyebrows, grinning: "I'm busy teaching you how to use a mobile phone, this little green dragon, and you dare to leave me in a daze?"

Qing Longlong's anger paused, and he calmed down a little: ... It seems that Long is more wrong.

Thinking about it this way, Qing Longlong sat down with his hands covering his cheeks, and muttered, "Scum Gong..."

You Bing smiled, look, with a pinch like this, the answer will come out soon.