ride on the back of a dragon

Fleur was sleeping with her tail curled up on a giant sugar maple tree, blending far into the orange-red canopy.The clouds pass by, and the sun shines on the scales like a huge ruby, dazzling.Carat ran quickly to the tree: "Fleur!" He raised his head and shouted.

The little guy raised his eyelids, and his big golden eyes quickly locked onto him, and Carat opened his arms.

Fleur jumped under the tree happily, and Carat suddenly found that its size seemed to be no longer a "little guy".During the half a month of separation, Fleur grew amazingly. It spread its wings and threw people to the ground in an instant. With a bang, Kela felt that half of her body was about to be smashed into the soil: "Oh my god baby, why are you so long?" Big!"

"Female Big Eighteen." Feeney was very considerate, always keeping a distance of nearly ten steps from him: "She can fly high enough and far enough now. Look at this blood-red scales, it's so beautiful, isn't it. After finishing speaking, Finny spewed out a beam of flames towards the sky.

Carat sensed Fleur's struggle, and let go of the hands that were holding her back. The fire dragon flapped its wings into the air, and slowly opened its mouth. Unlike Finny's flame, Fleur swallowed a mouthful of air, and then spit out a fan-shaped The flames, across the air, brought a burst of hot air.

Kela stared at the fire dragon dumbfounded. Fleur stood upright up to his ribs, with a tail more than half a meter long behind her, flying in the air bigger than Finny.

"How is it?" Finny said triumphantly.

Hill stared at Fleur: "What's going on? How could she grow so fast..." After speaking, she sat down in the shade of a tree with a lot of thoughts.

"Who knows, we haven't seen a fire dragon after all, she and you..." Feeney stopped the car in time when he saw Kela's curious eyes: "Come on, baby." It circled Frey twice In a circle, a bird and a dragon circled and flew away. Carat saw two red balls burning high in the sky, and disappeared into the clouds in a blink of an eye.

He walked under the tree, and Hill was dozing off again: "Are you sleepy?"

Hill opened his eyes, and the eyes that were still clear just now seemed to be covered with a layer of mist: "Yes. I will sleep for a while."

Hearing that his voice was a little hoarse, Carat stretched out her hand to touch his forehead: "It's a little hot... Hill, why do you always have a fever." As soon as the words finished, those eyes were closed.Kela looked around, and there were leggy weeds and wildflowers, and mushrooms growing under the trees. This environment was really not suitable for resting, but they could only stay in the barren mountains with Fleur.It’s okay for him to make do with it for a few days, but for some reason, Hill has been feeling unwell since he was in Chuyue City, and he also had intermittent fever on the road. Carla seriously considered taking him to find a doctor, but Hill stubbornly insisted I'm fine.

Carat pulled out the cloak from her backpack and put it on for Hill, looking for nearby water sources alone.After walking out of the desert, his greatest impression was that the precious water resources in the desert abound here, and the waterfalls and streams in the uninhabited valleys will never dry up. He quickly found a clean mountain spring and filled the sheepskin water bag, and returned to Greece. When she was beside Er, Clara saw Finny and Fleur descending from the clouds.

Although he had done enough mental construction, he still couldn't help but want to run away when such a big bird landed in front of him.

"Don't be afraid, poor boy, I won't come near you." Feeney was understanding and didn't mind his gaffe at all.It brought back a lot of dead branches, Fleur ignited the fire, and the thick moisture around finally gradually dissipated.Carat patted Charmander on the head: "My dear, you are great." Fleur's head was already much bigger than his palm, but her temper was still a child, and she tried her best to get into his arms.

"Finny, have you known Hill for a long time?"

"Yeah, he was young at that time, it's too long ago and I can't remember the details, but he must be much cuter than now." Finny spread his wings, and put the feathers on the tip of the wings directly into the fire. A ball of flames was burning at the tip of the wings, but it didn't spread out.Carat thinks that the birds probably have a bad memory, and Hill is still very young, so why can't Feeney remember clearly.

"Well, Hill has never told me that you are not human..." Carat didn't know how to word it so as not to offend Finny: "What kind of breed are you?" After asking, she felt that it was impolite, and hurriedly added: "My It means what are you?" It's not as good as the sentence just now.Carat felt physically and mentally exhausted, afraid of the big bird and sorry at the same time.

"Phoenix." Feeney didn't care at all.

"The phoenix? Is it the phoenix?" Carat was secretly surprised: "I've heard of it." First it was the dragon, and then it was Mijet. Carat gradually got used to it, and her heart was no longer as shocked as before.

"Yes, it's a phoenix. Besides, it's probably the only one." Feeney asked, "Are you sleepy?"

"A little bit. By the way, is Hill's health not good?" Carat asked him.

"He? Is not in good health? What do you mean?"

"I think he has severe lethargy." Carat has noticed since he met this person, and he didn't pay much attention to it at first, but recently Hill's condition is not right, and he can't help worrying: "And he has frequent fever recently. He often feels very uncomfortable, but After a while, the symptoms will be relieved automatically, and no medicine is needed."

"Frequent fever?" Finny hugged his wings, and Carat felt that many of its movements were imitating humans: "Uh...I don't think you need to worry too much...I mean he will recover, it's not a big problem Baby." Phoenix seemed a little embarrassed, stretched out his wings and poked the wooden sticks in the fire.

The bonfire warmed the nearby ground, and Clara spread the cloak on the ground, coaxed Hill, who was in a drowsy sleep, to lie down, and sat beside him.He had seen people with narcolepsy, like a miner in First Moon City, who always fell asleep at strange times, so that one night he was buried forever in a sandstorm on his way home.

In her sleep, Carat felt that something got into her arms, like a tail.He squinted his eyes and scratched a few times, and whispered, "Fleur, don't make trouble." The tail wrapped around his waist relentlessly, and Carat rolled over sleepily and hugged the tail in his arms, unable to hold on. He fell asleep again.

Sweat almost drenches the clothes.Carat turned over and turned her back to him. Hill saw the back of Carat's neck, which was white and glistening. He wished he could bite on it immediately and hold the piece of flesh in his mouth.Hill bit his wrist with his hook-like canines, forced himself to remain rational, and quietly waited for Cara to fall asleep again.Finally, the breathing of the human next to him resumed its slow rhythm. Hill trembled and pulled out his tail, quickly got up, and quietly left the campfire.The valley in the dark night was cold and wet, but his whole body was still hot and restless, and even his breath exuded heat.The inexplicable butterfly in the body woke up again, and every time it flapped its wings, it brought a shuddering numbness.Hill squeezed his pantothenic muscles and bones, but there was nothing he could do.

After groping for a long time to find a deep enough water source, he soaked himself in the cold mountain spring.He couldn't even control his tail during the real passionate period. If it wasn't for Carat's subconscious grabbing to wake him up from the semi-consciousness just now, the kid would probably be scared to death when he wakes up tomorrow morning.

"Hill? Are you here?" Finny's low voice lingered in the sky, and Hill raised half of his head out of the water.

"It's not the way to go on like this. Hill, if you don't mate, the passion period will not pass at all, it will just go on and on and on indefinitely. One day you will not be able to bear it." Finny sighed: "You are Are you not going to tell him the truth?"

Hill lay tiredly on the surface of the water and gasped for breath: "Tell him what? Say I'm not human at all."

"It's either a showdown or parting ways. You don't naively think that you can hide it from him forever, do you?" Feeney stood by the water, carefully protecting his feathers from touching the water.

"Are you sure there is no other solution to the hot period?" He asked the self-proclaimed knowledgeable bird with a hint of expectation.

"Who says there's no way. You don't want to touch your little carat baby, so you go and grab any girl who looks good. If you are a good guy, you can blindfold or knock him out! No matter how cool you are for a night No matter how unknowingly send it back, they can only treat it as a dream anyway." Feeney looked at him provocatively: "I am much happier than you in this regard. Look at how many little birds with beautiful wings The beauties are waiting for me in line." Finny uttered a melodious cry casually, and a bird flew out of the bushes and landed beside it, it was an owl: "And... I finally figured out why the dragon would There is a human form, just to let you who are born with sex be able to go through this period smoothly."

Hill didn't bother to talk to it.If it was the past, he would definitely have fanned the thinking bird away without hesitation.But now he seems to have lost his position, but strictly speaking, he only has such thoughts about one person, is this considered lustful?And the danger is, today he happened to wake up before Carat, so what about next time?

Finny sent the owl away: "Admit it, you still don't trust him enough. Otherwise, what are you afraid of?"

He was indeed a little afraid. He was afraid that Carat would not be able to bear the deception, that it would be difficult to accept his true colors, and that he would be reduced to being driven by desire and indulging in human emotions.He still doesn't dare to think about the fact that a dragon falls in love with a human being. After all, their life spans are so disparate. He dare not take Carat lightly, because he will lose this person and this relationship in just a few decades.And Carat also has the right to choose an ordinary human life, to fall in love with a kind girl like him, to have a human child, and to spend his whole life with his family.

"Nothing." Hill sank into the water.He couldn't get the words out.The bird stubbornly believed that it was impossible for the self-proclaimed dragon to believe in small humans, and would only attribute his feelings for Carat to lust.

After soaking all night, Hill finally retracted his tail.Before dawn, he asked Finny to help him dry his clothes before going back. The bonfire was almost extinguished, and Fleur took his place beside Carat. The fire dragon's body temperature was high, and the man seemed to be extremely hot, and his white skin exuded health. His face was rosy, and his forehead and nose were covered with a thin layer of sweat.

"Tsk tsk, look at this face. Don't talk about you, even I want to kiss you." Finny sighed.

Hill ignored it, took out a small pocket from his bag, turned and left.He just saw some non-toxic fungi not far away, and Carat likes to be vegetarian.Finny clicked his tongue after him: "Crazy, crazy, picking mushrooms...you're actually picking mushrooms..."

Carat felt something was licking him: "Fleur, good morning." He squinted his eyes and patted the dragon's head in front of his face, stretching on the spot.Originally thought that sleeping in the forest overnight would be humid and uncomfortable, but he didn't know if it was because of the fire dragon. He slept very peacefully, and his whole body was warm: "You were really restless last night, especially this big tail!" Carat looked Fleur complained.

He sat up and found Fleur's big eyes staring at him full of excitement, and even a hint of... pride?

"What's wrong with you?" Clara rubbed her eyes.

Fleur lowered her head, opened her mouth to catch something, and threw it onto his lap.

The moment Carat lowered her head, the whole world froze.His heart jumped to the base of his tongue, blocking his throat, his vocal cords froze in fear, unable to make any sound.Hill help.Only these four words remained in his blank mind.Hill help.

Hill came over from a distance holding a few dark brown mushrooms.Carat felt that he was radiant, and stared at the slowly approaching person as if asking for help.The man saw his strangeness from a distance, and rushed to the front in three steps and two steps: "Carat?"

Carat forced a breath out of her throat: "...legs..."

Hill looked down and saw the owl on his leg, and heaved a sigh of relief. He threw the still warm corpse away, and patted Carat's already numb thigh: "It's okay. I threw it away."

Soon, Finny's howling sounded from behind: "Fleur, you actually killed it! How could you!"

Carat held his breath until his eyes were dazzled. With Hill in front of him, he felt that the frozen blood had regained its temperature and started to flow.He moved his body and stood up, and found that Fleur had picked up the dead owl again, and was still chasing the desperate Finny, flying towards him.

He jumped behind Hill in one step, and heard the other party growl: "Fleur!"

The fire dragon slammed to the brakes in mid-air, spit out the dead owl in its mouth, and looked at them aggrievedly.

Honeymoon:

Finny: This dragon is crazy.Yesterday I wore flower crowns, today I picked mushrooms.This world will not be better!