Lying in the arms of the senior brother wantonly

Xiaojin threw off his pursuers, and when he landed on Zhaoxia Peak, his scales receded like broken stars, and he turned into a six-year-old girl in a golden phosphorus robe with two horns on her forehead.

He also casually swallowed a few small animals to satisfy his hunger, and ran out of the forest excitedly. When he saw Shen Gu Nian walking towards him, he shouted happily, "Daddy..."

Shen Gunian was stunned for a moment, because of the hazy night, the shadows of the trees in the forest, and the golden phosphorus robe flashed by the moonlight, before he could see the figure clearly, he was hit by a shell in his arms, causing Shen Gunian to take two steps back .

The phrase "little daddy" and the familiar voice made Shen Gunian pause, otherwise he would have avoided it long ago.

"Daddy, I'm back." Xiao Jin raised his head from Shen Gu Nian's arms, the two fish-white dragon horns seemed to be sprinkled with golden powder, making them even more luxurious.

Shen Gu Nian was surprised: "Xiao Jin?"

Xiao Jin tilted his head, his fat baby face and facial features are cute, and the little dragon's horns are even more shining: "Daddy, I can change shape."

Saying that, she withdrew from Shen Gu Nian's embrace, turned around in front of him, her chubby pink mouth curved into a big smile: "Little Daddy, when I grow up, I will be even more powerful and domineering! You can protect Daddy."

Seeing her cute appearance and figure, Shen Gunian fell silent.

In the aesthetic view of dragons, both female and male believe that dragons should be domineering, majestic and majestic.

Shen Gu Nian pinched the center of his brows, and said after consideration: "When Xiao Jin grows up, he may not be the most beautiful dragon in the world."

Xiao Jin was overjoyed, two blushes appeared on his chubby face, and he smiled: "Really?"

Shen Gunian nodded seriously, he only said it was the most beautiful dragon, but he didn't say it was the strongest.

"Why did you come back so late?" Shen Gu Nian walked back, subconsciously holding Xiao Jin's hand.

I thought it would be like a little girl of the human race, with white, soft and smooth skin, but it feels like holding cool scales.

Shen Gunian looked down, and it was indeed similar to the hands of a little human girl, but unfortunately it was only the appearance and visual effect, and the touch was still that of a dragon's claw.

Xiao Jin chattered about how he shut down the Dragon Tomb and got rid of the people who were secretly following him, before returning to Zhaoxia Peak.

Shen Gu Nian listened quietly, and when he walked by the lake, Xiao Jin stopped suddenly, his eyes sparkled, and asked: "Daddy, can I go and play with Uncle Xuanwu?"

"Huh?" Shen Gunian was surprised. Xiao Jin was very afraid of Xuanwu before, and almost hid in the spirit beast bag and refused to come out. Could it be because he succeeded in inheriting the position of Dragon God, his strength has greatly increased, and he is no longer afraid of Xuanwu.

But that uncle is very intriguing.

Shen Gunian thought for a while. From the current point of view, the four great beasts check and balance each other. Xuanwu and Ren Qinglong are good friends, so they shouldn't do anything to Xiaojin.

"Go." Shen Gu Nian let go of Xiao Jin's hand, and heard her cheering happily. The moment he jumped into the water, he turned into a golden dragon and quickly sank to the bottom of the lake.

Only then did Shen Gunian turn around, the door of the bamboo house was wide open, and Jimo Qing stood there watching for a long time.

It seems that no matter where he goes, Jimoqing will be waiting for him and will be by his side, as long as he looks back, he can see the figure of that person.

"Jimo Qing." Shen Gunian called out suddenly.

Jimo Qing approached him, held his hand, and walked into the house.

Shen Gunian suddenly curved his brows and eyes, his starry eyes were as bright as stars, and clasped Jimoqing's fingers with his backhand, and said emotionally: "I like you, I like you very much."

Any extra gorgeous words can't express the inner feelings, and the sentence of liking, whispered with lingering sorrow, is the most sincere love.

Jimo Qing's eyes were as black as water, the flame that had been dormant for a long time broke out of the encirclement, spread to the boundless prairie fire, and burned the last sliver of reason.

Shen Gunian only blurted out his love when he was in deep love, but he brought Jimo Qing's burning desire to himself.

When Shen Gunian came to his senses, Jimo Qing responded to his affection with movements.

What touches people's hearts more than words is the entanglement and sinking of each other.