Binding the Dragon for the Empress

Xuanlong still can't resist Yan Yuan's sweet talk, although he looks cold, his ears are very soft, especially for Yan Yuan, as long as this poor person pesters him to beg for a few words, his heart will soften.

Inside the tent, the limbs of the bed were shaking, the mysterious green pupils of the black dragon were slightly out of focus, looking at the moon-like beautiful human race above, panting very low.

Yan Yuan bent her lips and smiled, leaning over to stare at Xuanlong's eyes, her crow-black long hair fell on Xuanlong's thin chest:

"Why do you see me like that?"

"do I look good?"

"En." Xuanlong made a soft sound through his nose.

good looking.

There was a smile on Yan Yuan's brows and eyes, she was obviously pleased, she bent over to hold Xuanlong's lips, and suddenly exerted her strength.

Xuanlong suddenly felt extremely painful, hummed in a low voice, put his hands on Yanyuan's chest, wanted to push him but couldn't push him away, his voice was hoarse: "Be gentle..."

Yan Yuan raised her eyebrows, thinking that this dragon has grown up, and now he knows it hurts, he didn't take it seriously, biting Xuanlong's ear and said: "It's not easy to be soft."

This commotion reached midnight, Xuanlong had been driving all day and was already exhausted, curled up on one side and passed out.

Yan Yuan, on the other hand, was full of energy and was getting more and more energetic. She used up half of the ointment in the small jade pot, and this time Xuanlong finally didn't bleed, he was very satisfied.

I think it's because I wiped too little before, and my words are better than ordinary people, no wonder I always get hurt.

It's so good, I have learned from Xuanlong, so I won't hurt Ayu in the future.

After the silence, Yan Yuan still refused to let Xuanlong go, and encircled Xuanlong's flat waist from behind. Because he was much stronger, it seemed that Xuanlong was a little thin in his arms. In fact, Xuanlong had indeed lost weight. Many, such torture, and the body is not made of iron, so how could it not respond at all.

Yan Yuan was full of thoughts on Ning Zhiyu, so she was too lazy to pursue these matters, so she pestered him and said, "A Bo, A Bo, don't sleep."

Xuanlong opened his eyes, and his eyes fell on the bright yellow tent in front of him.

"These two days. What have you been doing?" Yan Yuan's hands were not honest and slid back and forth on his abdomen, Xuanlong thought of the little thing in his belly, his body gradually tensed, and his ears were stained cherry red.

"You have to tell me everything."

"Say it quickly."

Xuanlong's heart beat suddenly violently, he was withdrawn, he hardly had such strong emotions before, but after being with Yan Yuan, it became more.

Throat was so dry, I wanted to open my mouth to tell Yan Yuan what happened, but I didn't have the courage, if this person couldn't accept it, what kind of eyes would he look at him.

Will he call him a monster coldly and disgustedly like others...?

"I... have nothing to hide from you."

After all, there is still no way to say it.

Just wait, wait for a suitable time... If this person can't accept it, he will go back to the thousand-year-old ancient pool alone to give birth to the child in his womb, and live with the child.

"Forget it, just say it if you don't want to, I won't force you." Yan Yuan said unhappily.

"But there is one thing, you must promise me."

Xuanlong asked sullenly: "What's the matter?"

Yan Yuan: "The dragon scales you gave me last time are used up, and my friend's illness is still not cured, so you can give me some more."

Hearing this, Xuanlong didn't answer for a long time.

Yan Yuan stared at his slightly curled back: "Can't you?"

"The dragon scales on the heart haven't grown yet." Xuanlong said out loud.

Although the skin on the surface seems to be healed, it is not so easy for the scales that have been pulled out to grow back.

Yan Yuan thought he was trying to shirk, and was a little anxious: "Your injury is already healed, don't lie to me."

Xuanlong slowly turned around and looked at Yan Yuan, clearly having ice-cold and bewitching green eyes with erect pupils, but his voice was extremely gentle: "...I have never lied to you."

Yan Yuan didn't want to hear this, he had to ask Longlin to save Ning Zhiyu, she frowned and said, "Anyway, you are insensitive to pain, so what if you give me some."

Xuanlong opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but he didn't say anything, and turned his back to him wearily.

"I'll give it to you tomorrow."