Little bunny, he can't raise cubs

The Dragon Valley is very big and clean, so Nanhuai got into it to fish when he had nothing to do.

Jiang Tan didn't know what method he used, but actually moved the entrance to the back garden, which made it easier for someone to trouble him.

This day Nanhuai transformed into its original form, Xiaobai Tuanzi was jumping and rolling happily on the grass, suddenly a strange fragrance penetrated into the nostrils, and the smell made people's limbs and bones numb.

He also wanted to see what the scent of flowers was so prominent, as if he had fallen into something like soft mud under his feet, and then landed one by one, he had already recovered his human form.

Seeing the surrounding clouds and mist, carved beams and painted buildings, Nan Huai's heart moved.

This place... seems to be the God Realm thousands of years ago.

Speaking of the God Realm, he was the only god at that time, but other ethnic groups also lived here.

Nan Huai was standing behind a big banyan tree, and two maids approached with whispers and smiles.

"Have you heard that the young master of the Dragon Clan was reprimanded by his father because he kept running towards our Highness, and he was imprisoned."

"Really, in fact, I think he is quite suitable for our God Lord, hehe~"

Nanhuai listened attentively, and accidentally bumped into a piece of gravel at his feet, the movement startled the two little girls.

After seeing who the descendant of the tree was, the two hurriedly bowed to salute, and looked at each other annoyedly while bowing their heads.

Wasn't the Lord God still in the hall just now? It's really unlucky that they bumped into them here in a blink of an eye.

Hearing that she was called "God Lord" respectfully, Nan Huai realized that her clothes had changed at some point, and her hair had grown to her waist.

He could only pretend to be calm and nodded, then turned his head and rushed to the location of the Dragon Clan in his memory.

The dragon clan was heavily guarded, Nanhuai cast a spell to hide her figure, and followed behind a little girl.

The little girl went to the kitchen to pick up the food, and the steward ordered her to deliver it to the young master's room. Nanhuai knew that she was following the right person, and cautiously came to a closed door.

After the little girl left, Nan Huai walked in, and saw a young man in a black brocade robe standing in front of the window, with dragon patterns embroidered with gold thread on his head, with a heroic profile.

He stepped forward on tiptoe, and quietly reached forward with his hand, trying to cover the man's mouth to scare him.

It's just that the other party seemed to have been prepared for a long time, and the situation was reversed in an instant. Nan Huai was suddenly crushed by the other party on the large carved wooden bed.

"God..." The young man exclaimed, but Nan Huai covered his mouth. He shook his head and made a silent gesture to his mouth.

The boy nodded obediently, so Nan Huai let go of his hand and collapsed on the bed.

And the young man was still a little bit reluctant to feel the fleeting touch on his lips just now, and his dark eyes stared at Nan Huai's palm.

"I heard that you were sentenced to confinement?" Nan Huai stared at the familiar but much younger face, holding back a smile and repeating what he heard.

The young man lowered his head in embarrassment, with a surge of enthusiasm on his face, which surprised Nan Huai.

He had never seen Jiang Tan like this before, it seemed that this inexplicable experience was really worth it.

"why?"

The young man was still standing on top of Nan Huai, Nan Huai took the opportunity to grab the hair hanging on his chest and wrapped it around his fingertips to play with.

"Because... my father said, I shouldn't pester Lord God every day."

The boy faltered in answering, looking at the pale knuckles on his chest, his heart beat fast.

I always feel that today's Lord Almighty...is different from usual.

Seems to look better than before.

"Why do you pester me all day, huh?" Nan Huai raised her eyes, subconsciously a little flattered.

The boy swallowed.

"My lord, did you fall for me?" Nanhuai's calf hooked the man's waist, pressing him down, and the corners of his lips almost brushed against the man's when he spoke.

In the face of beauty, no matter how tough a young man's heart is, he can't stop the tide of emotion from coming aggressively.

He kissed her almost roughly, biting his soft lips like a beast.

It was a rare time for Nanhuai to take the dominant position, coaxing her to open her mouth to let her explore deeper.

After getting the guidance, the young man felt as if he had been thirsty for most of his life, and wanted to taste all the water he had never tasted in Nan Huai's mouth.

Until both of them were out of breath and let go of each other, the young man's brocade robe had been ripped into crumpled shapes by him.

Nanhuai had had enough fun, she put her mind back and planned to study how to get back, and struggled to get up.

A strong force hit him, and he was pinned firmly on the bedside, his black hair was messy, with a few peach blossoms flying in from the window, his eyes were reddish and watery.

Looking at the other party's eyes, Nan Huai suddenly felt that something was wrong.

It's just that the arrow is on the string, how can he allow him to escape.

The result after the event was naturally that the play was off.

The buttocks were ravaged/ravaged, and the slender waist was about to be broken. Nan Huai lay dying on the bed, stared at the culprit without any deterrent force, and then fell into a deep sleep.

After waking up, he went back to the grass in Longgu, but there was someone else beside him, who was still holding a small purple wild flower in his hand.

It seemed that what happened just now was really just a big dream.

It's just that someone has a contented expression, which is really suspicious.

Nan Huai was too embarrassed to ask directly, so she had to insinuate, and asked Jiang Tan if he remembered being locked up, and went to find him himself.

The other party stood up and threw the flower into the flowing stream, the corners of his eyes curled up.

"you guess."

The author has something to say: Well, the last stalk I want to write is finished, and their story will come to an end here. Thanks to the little cuties who have been watching here. We are destined to see ovo in the next book

Manually thank the cute "An Zhi Ning" for the two bottles of nutrient solution

By the way, Kangkang pre-accepted "Little Mr. He is Good and Soft", the theme is marriage first and then love. The protagonist is a little beauty who has barriers to intimate contact~