Master milk me

After a while of fighting, a few people were beaten by a long tail and fled: "You wait! I'll tell Grand Master right away!"

The boy hiccupped, and didn't bother to retract his tail, just hanging there, shaking it once and for all, and continued drinking.

"Don't Donglan, forget it." Fu Xiaosi pushed Shen Donglan away, stared at a place with wide eyes in horror: "No, no, no."

Shen Donglan kissed his temples: "It's fine, trust me."

"Farewell." Fu Xiaosi still pushed him away, dressed in a panic: "Stop making trouble, I have to go back."

"Brother..." Shen Donglan stretched out her hand resentfully, Fu Xiaosi blushed, and said shyly: "It's been a long time...it's inappropriate... Besides, you and I both want to marry a girl, so we can't be too greedy for love/desire ..."

"Marry a woolen yarn!" Shen Donglan became irritable: "I want to marry you, Fu Xiaosi!"

"..." Fu Xiaosi said shyly, "Shut up. Why are you shouting so loudly?"

Shen Donglan said angrily: "Because I want to tell you! I, Shen Donglan, like you!"

"..." Fu Xiaosi was stunned, took a few steps back, and left with a blushing face: "Okay... I see."

*

Zhang Yanqing has arrived.When he came, Longlong was hanging on the tree to sleep, lazy, lying on his stomach like a puddle of mud, and forgot to retract his thick/long tail, blocking the road.

Standing under the tree, Zhang Yanqing called him: "Long Er."

Hearing his voice, a certain dragon looked up in a daze, and looked drunkenly: "Qingqing...?"

Zhang Yanqing stretched out her arms: "Come down."

"No." He turned his back to him and said, "I've been fine up there."

Zhang Yanqing frowned: "Be obedient."

he does not want."

Zhang Yanqing was silent for a while, then suddenly drew his sword, and chopped off the locust tree in half.Longlong was startled, before he opened his eyes, he fell down and landed firmly in Zhang Yanqing's arms.

His eyes were slightly drunk, and he said aggrievedly: "Master..." A tail did not forget to do a little trick, wrapping Zhang Yanqing's lower body tightly.

Zhang Yanqing sighed and hugged him: "Did you fight someone here just now?"

"So what." He blocked Zhang Yanqing's face to drink.

Zhang Yanqing took his Zhuyeqing away: "I'm asking you for my teacher."

He fell from his arms, and his tail turned into legs: "It's hit."

"Don't fight next time." He pulled his wrist, "Come back with me."

"What's the matter?" He followed his strength and leaned into his arms, raised his head, and smiled: "Didn't Qingqing not want to see me? Why are you so concerned now?"

His face was very close, Zhang Yanqing was silent, staring at him with a dazed expression.

"Qingqing? Why are you looking at me like this?" Longlong stretched out five palms and waved in front of his eyes: "Does it look good?"

Zhang Yanqing looked back, "Follow me back."

"Give me the wine." He reached out to grab the wine, but Zhang Yanqing grabbed the dragon's horns: "Say no more, how drunk do you look?"

He leaned on his shoulder: "Huh? Did you lose face? "

Zhang Yanqing was silent again: "..."

He shook his dizzy head, and smiled with cracked lips: "If I say I won't reply...what are you going to do with me?"

"..." Zhang Yanqing opened his mouth: "Forget it."

He withdrew his sword and turned around to walk away, brushing past him, the corners of his lips pressed down harshly, this was the most obvious fluctuating expression on his face.He is not happy.

Longlong watched him go, and when the figure got farther and farther away, he gritted his teeth and chased after him: "Okay...go back...then you hold me..." He stretched out his hand.

Zhang Yanqing didn't refuse, and pinched his hand, but the hand was clenched suddenly at the next moment, and there was only a sound of bone cracking, and Longlong howled in pain: "Ah! Qingqing!!"

Zhang Yanqing turned back blankly: "What's wrong?"

"..." Zhang Yanqing was angry, and it was fine not to take off his arm.He sniffed aggrievedly, and obediently swallowed what he wanted to say.

The two returned to Yuanyang Hall hand in hand.

The process... Longlong was miserable.

Zhang Yanqing sat in the rain pavilion, making sour plum preserves with sweet sugar.A certain dragon lay lazily on the top of the rain pavilion basking in the sun.

The tail wobbled and wobbled.

It hadn't sobered up yet, and was drunk. It moved on the top of the rain pavilion, and dumped a faucet in mid-air to look at Zhang Yanqing.

"Master..."

Zhang Yanqing: "Say."

He said, "Do you have any ideas... give me a different name?"

Zhang Yanqing paused and looked over: "Why? Longer... isn't it good?"

It hiccupped and said, "Look... Senior Brother and they all have good names. Shen Donglan... Fu Xiaosi... Lu Yinan... Look at me, Master, don't you think this name is childish? I'm getting older... I don't even have a last name."

"Hmm..." Zhang Yanqing lowered her head and continued to tinker with the candied fruit jar: "My surname is Zhang."

Longlong: "Zhang what?"

Him: "Zhang Longlong."

"..." "Can you... change it a little?"

Zhang Yanqing thought about it seriously: "Zhang Yiyi."

Longlong: "Why call one?"

Zhang Yanqing: "One train."

"..." "Forget it, I think this is better."

"..." Zhang Yanqing was very serious: "If you don't like it, then think about it yourself. Let me know when you think about it."

"Forget it." His bulky body slid down and landed on the ground in a heap, "As long as it is taken by Master... I like it."

Zhang Yanqing: "Get rich."

Longlong was startled, "What?"

Zhang Yanqing turned her head and looked: "Zhang..." Before he could say the last two words, a certain dragon flicked its tail in displeasure and flew away: "Long'er is asleep."

"..." Longlong left.Zhang Yanqing held the honey pot in a daze for a long time, a rare grievance flashed in his eyes: Didn't he say that he likes everything?This little bastard...