man riding a dinosaur

"Go ahead."

The sound of the bought snacks being thrown on the table made Hart wince.

"say what?"

Hart's eyes wandered, and he planned to kill him but refused to admit it.

Klaus leaned his body against the wall, staring down at the huddled and stubborn people below.

After the matter related to the two of them, he couldn't easily let him escape.

"That Angus, who the hell is it?"

"Angus? Who is it? I don't know him." He picked at the bed sheet with his fingers, pretending to be stupid.

"Don't know?" Klaus raised his eyebrows, walked to the bed and stretched out his hands to support the bed, just in time to circle Hart, who was sitting cross-legged, into his range.

Hart's eyes widened, and he leaned back following his movements, his face a little hot.

"No... I don't know..."

Still not talking?

In the small space surrounded by arms, the two were very close. Hart's smooth face was glowing pink, like a freshly ripe peach, making people salivate.

Klaus swallowed his saliva, and his eyes fell on the moist lips involuntarily, but his mouth felt even drier.

What about Angus has long been thrown out of his mind, and at some point, his whole heart is filled with this person in front of him, without a single gap.

"Hart..."

"...What?" Looking away, Hart felt that his face must be flushed, which is really embarrassing.

This human being is acting weird today, and it makes him feel weird too.

Klaus's heart beat a little faster, staring at the bright red face, he couldn't help but get closer.

"Do you know I like you?"

The sudden confession made Hart's mind buzz, and his face was about to catch fire.

"Know, I know, everyone loves me, you servant who doesn't like me, who else can I like? Go and bring me some snacks. Haha."

With a forced smile, Hart straightened up and patted him on the shoulder.

Klaus was pushed back a little by his sudden outburst of momentum, and quickly pressed up again, pressing the bluffing little octopus on the bed.

"I'm talking about this liking."

The lips meet, and the space surrounded by the arms makes it impossible for the people below to avoid it, and the people who have planned for a long time are content to take it away.

You can see your own reflection in your widened eyes, and the emotion in your heart is overflowing, flowing to every corner of your body, getting hot and hot.

As beautiful as imagined, just a light touch is almost addictive.

Klaus was a little greedy, so he stuck out the tip of his tongue and licked it in his mouth. The soft touch instantly detonated his brain, and he couldn't help asking for more.

Hart forgot to move, his body was getting hot, he felt like he was going to burn, and the servant was kissing himself.

The feeling of lips and teeth touching was so good that he forgot to avoid it.

It's disgusting that this human being has always had such thoughts about himself.

The corners of Hart's mouth curled up, his heart soaring to the sky.

The servant had always liked him silently, and this discovery satisfied him.

With the mentality of giving some sweetness to make the other party die, Hart squinted his eyes and enjoyed it, but the other party stuck out his tongue at this time.

This small action exploded in his mind, and Hart only felt his body burn, and there was a bang.

Klaus was so immersed in the good feeling that he forgot to think about anything, and the tip of his tongue lingered in his sweet mouth.Just as he was about to take a step closer, a sharp pain came from his forehead without any warning.

"what!"

He had to back away clutching his bleeding forehead and looked at the person on the bed in shock.

Hart had already sat up, and was a little puzzled by the sudden bleeding from Klaus. He hadn't tasted enough of the kiss yet, and wanted to come over and continue.

"Hart! Your horns are growing!"

Klaus touched the blood on his head. It seemed that Hart's horns had healed, and any prick would bleed him.

"what?"

Hart touched his forehead, and sure enough, he touched a hard horn, which was still stained with blood, obviously it belonged to Klaus.

"How did it grow?" Hart panicked, turned around and twisted his buttocks. "Where's the tail? Has it grown?"

When he turned around, a pink tail flicked over, dancing vigorously.

Klaus held his forehead and gave a thumbs up. "It's great, when you go out and meet bad guys in the future, you can stab him with a horn."

When Hart heard this, he couldn't laugh, and sat down on the bed.

"How did it change back? It's been less than ten days."

"Maybe it's early."

Klaus squeezed his eyebrows, and his forehead began to bleed again, and it seemed that the wound was not small.Hart saw him and waved to him: "Come here."

Finding a piece of gauze to stick the wound on, Hart felt a little depressed.

"Where's the potion?"

"There are only four bottles left, so save it."

Touching the gauze on his forehead, Klaus moved a step away, just in time for Hart to see him.

"Why are you so far away from me?" She puffed her cheeks and grabbed the corner of his clothes. "Do you dislike me?"

"No."

Klaus maintained the current posture, and out of the corner of his eye, he couldn't help but see Hart's tail wagging from side to side.

I don’t know if it’s been a long time since I saw Hart’s dinosaur, and the sudden appearance of a round tail is a bit uncomfortable.

Hart didn't believe him at all, and he couldn't help feeling wronged when he thought of being rejected by his servants.

"You just despise me!"

"How could I dislike you? I like you, as I said just now, I like you."

Klaus reached out and stroked his soft hair.

Hart thought so, and smirked. "Then let's continue with what we just did."

Klaus was about to nod when he saw a cold light flashing from the sharp dragon horns on Hart's forehead.

Thinking of the sharp horns on the head of the ceratopsian, it could even break open the bones, and the gauze-wrapped wound began to ache again.

His hesitation changed his taste in Hart's eyes.

"you dislike me!"

"no!"

"Then you kiss me!"

Hart stared, as if he would not give up until he kissed me, Klaus could only compromise and sit down carefully.

"You... Take it easy."

Hart patted his chest and assured: "Don't worry!"

When Klaus sat down, he fixed his head with his hands, and leaned forward in a hurry.

"Ah, you stuck me again."

"Sorry, I'll do it again..."

"what……"

"Sorry, try again, okay?"

"My lord, save your life by the corner."

"A lot of nonsense."

By the time Hart finally found the right way to kiss, poor Eragon's forehead was covered with wounds.

Fortunately, there is still more time, and the two love each other.

And Dragon Rider is having fun.

☆, build a good relationship with the old man