i am dragon

You Lin pulled Wu Hao's hand away, pushed him in front of You Bing, and said to You Bing, "Quickly treat him too."

You Bing smiled, and raised his hand to input the aura into Wu Hao's body. After wandering around for two laps, his complexion gradually changed.

After a few minutes, You Bing let go of his hand, and Wu Hao's eyes gradually cleared up.

After sweeping around in the yard, he looked at Qing Longlong: "I remembered! You Qinglong! You have a sworn feud with my White Tiger Clan!"

Qing Longlong was pleasantly surprised in an instant: "You remembered!?" After a pause: "Huh? That's not right... You are also in a state of illness, why... haven't you been cured?"

You Lin also looked at You Bing.

You Bing looked at Wu Hao with a complex expression, and said slowly, "He is... the former God of Creation."

"How is it possible!?" Qing Longlong couldn't accept this fact.

Wu Hao took over the script in an instant: "Yes! I am the God of Creation! You wait for a little green dragon, why don't you kneel down!?"

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Qinglong stomped his feet, but this time he couldn't refute anymore, because he was really the god of creation.

You Lin, who already knew the meaning of the God of Creation, couldn't explain it in words. In his imagination, he was a lonely god, a solemn, solemn and maybe a little holy retired boss. Even if he was reincarnated, he should be a genius of heaven.

Unexpectedly...

The former God of Creation thought hard about it, probably never thought that as the God of Creation, he would be reincarnated into a sensory psychosis.

Wu Hao over there has already fallen in love with this identity: "Oh, I am the god of creation, I can change whatever I want, little green dragon, if you don't bow down, I will turn you into a pig!"

Qing Longlong was so angry that he exploded: "You are a pig! You are a pig! You are a pig! You can get sick even after reincarnation! You are a pig brain!!"

"Bold!" Wu Hao pointed at the tip of Qinglonglong's nose: "Become a pig!!"

Qing Longlong cried and threw himself into You Bing's arms: "Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh how could he be the former God of Creation!! It's not fair to the dragon, it's not fair to the dragon!!"

You Bing stroked Qing Longlong and comforted him: "It's okay, think about your old Gong being the current Creator God, put him on the head, don't be angry."

Just as Qing Longlong's hair was smoothed, Wu Hao laughed mockingly: "You little Qinglong can only pretend to be a tiger, what kind of ability is it to rely on your own man!"

"Oooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooow!" My little green dragon!"

You Lin froze, and was about to explain when he was overshadowed by a high-pitched voice.

"Oh, oh, oh, don't stop the dragon! The dragon fought him!!"

The voice got farther and farther away, the nurse had already left, and only Wu Hao and You Lin were left in the backyard.

The two looked at each other for a few seconds, and Wu Hao stuck to You Lin again, and yelled sweetly, "Brother!"

You Lin: ...

***

Qing Longlong was carried back into the house by You Bing, closed the door, performed a sound-avoiding technique, and then You Bing pressed on the little green dragon, and kissed it tenderly.

Qing Longlong, who was barking wildly, fell silent for an instant.

After the kiss was over, one person and one dragon looked at each other.

Qing Longlong muttered: "This time you won't be squeezed by the dragon to vomit blood again, will you?"

You Bing felt as if a needle had been pricked in his heart, he rubbed Qing Longlong into his arms distressedly, and said in a low voice, "You can try it."

There was the slight sound of cloth rubbing against each other, the sound of kissing, the sound of water stains, and the bed creaked and shook.

"Ah...so comfortable! Long likes you so much, likes you so much!"

You Bing blocked those tender lips, and pushed deeply under his body: "I love you, little Qinglong."

The God of Creation has an endless lifespan, and since then, You Bing no longer has to worry about the loss of his loved ones.

The years are quiet, the lover is always with you, the noisy and happy days accompany every day of your life.

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