ride on the back of a dragon

Carat had no idea what Hill was angry about.

"It doesn't make sense..." On the way back, he was chattering alone in the carriage, while Hill was driving, locking him in the carriage without even looking at him.If Fleur hadn't been lying on top of the carriage, he would have stopped by now to ask questions.

They stayed in Aurora City with Fleur for nearly a month.There is often a ghostly green belt floating in the night sky above the glacier, and the sky is all neon.Not to mention Fleur, Carat herself has never seen anything.

They rented a market stall and arranged the little potted plants watered with myrtle's tears like a garden.Like the Valley of the First Moon, Aurora City has almost only one season throughout the year. It is rare to see such colorful flowers on the ice field. It didn't take long for this corner full of summer vitality to be surrounded by water.Fleur followed suit, repeatedly assuring the guests: "I will never die! Remember to water a little water every day, just bask in the sun!" She kept silent about Myrtle, which was Hill's repeated urging passed.

Fleischer is cute, but the little one with high thighs looks only two or three years old, and she couldn't help but take a pot away after teasing people who didn't want to buy flowers.

For more than ten consecutive days, they sometimes put some potted plants, sometimes they put on scarves made of white camel fur, and sometimes they put collar brooches with bright colors and simple styles.Whatever it is, their stall is the liveliest corner of the square.

It took Hill more than half a month to prepare these goods. Handy had his own jewelry shop in Dawn City, so Hill asked him to make a batch of jewelry according to his own design.Handy frowned holding the sheepskin drawings: "Women like more gorgeous ones. For example, add a circle of pure gold tassels here, or a circle of morganite inlays." Handy said while taking out the styles that have been popular in the capital recently: "Look at this, the gems are all coiled around the collarbone."

Hill shook his head and pointed to the sheepskin drawing: "Just do it."

A thin metal collar was drawn on the paper, which was obviously larger than the normal size, without any extra pendants, except for a drop-shaped or butterfly-shaped gemstone inlaid in the middle.Carat asked Hill why, and Hill just said that you will know when you go.

Aurora City is very cold, and most people wear simple clothes with high collars.The skeletons of the people here are too large. Carat imagined that those exquisite and complicated designs are indeed not suitable for the dress and figure of these women. On the contrary, the simple and elegant design that can be worn outside the collar is more popular.

From the third day onwards, it was frequented by a young dark-haired girl, the daughter of the owner of a venison sandwich shop not far away.Every night she would send her father a steaming can of seafood soup, slipping by to their stall just to look around and buy nothing.

She seemed to like Fleur very much. The little guy was acquainted with her, and she had a good impression of the delicious food sent by this big sister.

"Thank you." Carat declined at first, but couldn't resist the girl's repeated kindness.Besides, Fleur really liked it, especially the big springy cod steaks in the soup.

Hill chose a fine morganite brooch for the girl.The stone is pink, and Handy's cutting skills are improving day by day. The girl rotates against the light. The soft color and brilliant fire are as moving as the girls' dreams.

This favor has to be a little too generous, but Hill, who is careful about budgeting, doesn't care, and Carat doesn't care much.

From that day on, the girl spent more time at their booth, and even occasionally helped to greet customers.

Carat accidentally discovered that this northern girl named Doris would look at Hill inadvertently, and her eyes would often look at Hill in a trance, with a halo of longing.Fleur, who was as big as a little ghost, would climb onto Cara's lap and quietly cover her mouth and whisper in his ear: "Thinking of puberty."

Carat frowned, not knowing where she learned the vocabulary.

"Don't talk nonsense." He tapped Fleur's little head.

"Hmph, she secretly asked me that day, where is my mother." Fleur rubbed her head that hurt from being hit by Clara, with a smug expression on her face.

"What do you say?" Clara was taken aback.

"Of course I said that I don't have a mother." Fleur giggled, "She's only 16 years old, and she already wants to be my mother." Want to be my mother, you two are really worrying."

Hill was negotiating with the guests, and everyone heard the little girl's laughter and looked at them in unison. Carat felt that she couldn't help and it was unnecessary to stand here, and now she felt even more ashamed. Tongues left their stalls.

"Let's go, let's not get in the way there, I'll show you around."

Fleur couldn't sit still for a long time, and excitedly climbed onto Carat's shoulders and rode on his neck: "I want to eat roasted seals! I want a whole one!"

When Cara returned with Fleur in her arms, the guests had almost dispersed.There was no aurora tonight, and the square quickly became deserted. Doris hadn't left yet, and was trying her best to help Hill pack her things.

Hill didn't speak much, and Cara saw the girl blushing and muttering something by herself, Hill frowned imperceptibly, but Doris didn't notice, because she was rubbing her fingers with her head down.Girls are always shy, and Carat felt that Master Heilong was a little too unkind, so she walked over quickly to try to defuse the atmosphere for the two of them.

But in the next second, Doris suddenly raised her head, and kissed the side of Hill while he was bending over to move the stool.The lips touched quickly, and they parted before the temperature could be conveyed.

Carat stopped abruptly, all this was too sudden, he intended to save the siege, but now the big eyes and small eyes made the trouble even more embarrassing.Seeing him appear, Doris turned and ran.Fleur gave an exaggerated wow above his head, with a long and immature voice, and covered Carla's eyes by the way.

It must have been with Feeney for a long time, and the little guy is also addicted to acting.

Clara gently pushed Fleur's little hand away and walked over to look at Hill jokingly: "It looks like you are more nervous than Doris."

Hill's expression froze: "You..."

"What's the matter?" Clara put Fleur on the ground, and helped him blow out the lantern hanging on the wall.

"nothing."

Back at the hotel, they took a shower and went to bed as usual, and Clara told Fleur a story before going to bed.On the contrary, Hill was a bit abnormal. He didn't go to sleep by himself first, but waited patiently for Cara to sleep with Fleur and fell asleep with him. "

Carat almost witnessed the whole process: "I know." Who would have thought that a girl who speaks softly would be so bold, he couldn't help but smile.

"Then go to sleep." Hill turned over and fell asleep.

In the next few days, Doris did not disappear because of her shyness. Carat found that the girls here were bolder than those in the desert. She even deliberately made some physical contact with Hill, such as accidentally touching the same item, or At the same time, they lowered their heads to meet the faces that were close at hand.At first, Carat was worried that Hill would be angry. After all, he didn't like to be close to humans, and it would be too ugly to make some unpleasant things in public.But no, he seems to enjoy the little ambiguity created by these girls, not only did not expose her, but he also cooperated very well.

From this point of view, Hill is indeed closer to human beings than before. Carat couldn't help but smile, this must be due to himself.

Tomorrow they will leave here and set off to go home. Carat is both looking forward to and reluctant to give up. The night sky with the aurora is so beautiful, and the cod is delicious.He had to buy some dried cod to take home, to deal with the loss of the little one after the trip.

These days Mingming lived happily and peacefully, they made a lot of money, Fleur was also very well-behaved, and didn't cause any trouble.

Why on earth has Hill been silent since the night he left?

As soon as Hill landed, he went back to the bedroom alone and closed the door.Clara coaxed Fleur to sleep, and found that Hill did not fall asleep, but sat on the window sill watching the stars.Seeing him coming in, he asked coldly: "Are you not angry with me, not at all?"

Carat shook her head hastily, how could he be willing to be angry with Hill.Unexpectedly, the other party turned out the window directly, and a black dragon gradually disappeared into the night like this.

"What did I do wrong..." Kela couldn't sleep, and sat on the swing and told Finny what happened along the way.

Feeney squatted on the canopy of the fireworks: "You mean, he had some ambiguous things with a human girl, and you didn't care at all? Not angry or jealous?"

Carat shook his head, of course he wasn't jealous.

On the contrary, Hill likes to be jealous very much. Feeney said that this is the exclusive desire of the dragon, so Carat is very careful to keep a distance from other people, no matter men, women, young or old.

"Dragon is stingy. You have to understand. Other things don't matter, but you don't care about letting an affair under your nose. For Hill, either you think you don't care enough about him, or you think He has no charm."

"So I'm going to be mad at him?" Carla asked confused.

"Of course! You ignore him for a few days when you are the most angry, and you are so angry that you can't eat or drink! Oh yes, cry and make a scene again! Just like those decadent men whose little wives run away with rich businessmen, the whole time Get drunk at the tavern at night." Feeney became more and more excited as he spoke.

Carat felt that he had no reason at all, because Hill would not betray him.

Hill is full of him, and he is not even willing to give some to Fleur. He often looks laissez-faire when it comes to dragons who are still in their infancy.

For Hill, love is always a word that is never mentioned.But they look at each other's needs, and everything makes Carat feel at ease all the time.

For such a lover, Carat couldn't find any reason to be jealous and angry.

The black dragon didn't come back until the next night.

Clara greeted him in the courtyard with bloodshot eyes.

"Aren't you asleep?" Hill looked closer at the corner of his eyes.

"Well...you didn't say where you were going." Hill would never disappear for a whole day without saying a word.

"Sorry, my fault. I just went to relax. Let's go and sleep." Hill seemed to lose his temper, and Cara boldly dragged him to the other side of the hillside. stone, and Carat threw the hot pebble into the tub.

He thought about how to make Hill happy all day, and the final conclusion was to take a bath together.Carat even felt that Hill was a bit obsessed with the in-depth communication between the two. It wasn't that he didn't like it, but he didn't have to exhaust his physical strength every time like Hill did.During the break, Hill would carefully help Kela pull up her long hair to expose her neck, so that he could kiss, lick and bite when he was emotional.

"Take a shower before going to sleep." Carat hugged Hill, trying to take off Hill's clothes, but was gently pushed away.

He didn't give up, and hugged it again: "Well, my passion period has arrived."

Hill snorted, "Human beings don't have a passion period." Then, he pushed him away again.

Carat was a little discouraged, but saw Hill took out a shiny hairpin from his arms and put it in his palm: "I want to give it to you in a few days. Handy is so angry that he wants to kill me."

The golden translucent sea amber was carved into the shape of a freesia, so small and delicate, probably Handy didn't sleep all night.

Hill took back the hairpin from his hand, pushed him to sit on the ground, coiled his long hair skillfully, and pinned the hairpin in to fix it.

He owns a freesia that never fades, and he once joked that this flower was his medal as a dragon knight.

Clara embraced Hill's neck and kissed deeply, the tip of her tongue, her breath, and her skin were all entangled. Hill knelt on him, and there was unspeakable joy in the ups and downs.The water temperature is just right, and Carat feels that they are twin water lilies at this moment. The evening breeze, the bright moon, the sound of the tide, and the low-pitched panting in the ear can't be more beautiful.He supported Hill's lower back and touched the soft and flat belly all the way, the rhythm of contraction and contraction made him dazed.

"It's so boring..." Fleur appeared in the empty restaurant with the huge loss after the trip.

Carat did not sleep as deeply as Hill, and was immediately awakened by her to find Hill hugging his shoulders tightly.They tossed until the water in the bathtub was completely cold before returning last night.

Hill didn't seem to feel the movement in his arms. Carat stuffed his hands back into the quilt, and couldn't help rubbing his lower abdomen.

"Huh?" Hill trembled, woke up, and looked at him sleepily.

"Fleur always said it was boring." Carat swallowed.

Hill felt that there was something in Carat's words.

He also behaved a little strangely yesterday. I don't know if it was influenced by the blood of the moon elves. Carat has always been a little passive about love affairs.Feeney said that their group lived a simple and abstinent life, and even their fertility declined a lot over time, so that this group became less and less and gradually disappeared.

So between the two, Hill always takes the initiative, and Carat has always been able to retract freely. Compared with Hill, he feels that he is more like a human being, and he can't extricate himself from lust.But last night, Carat was extremely devoted, asking endlessly, and finally even forced a lecherous dragon to stop because of sleepiness.

But now, Carat's eyes were fixed on his stomach, hesitating to speak.

"What's wrong?" Hill looked down, his abdomen was smooth and there was nothing unusual.

"I just, suddenly remembered something." Carat said tentatively, "Did you say that Frey was... you... hatched..."

That was many years ago, Hill nodded.

"So it's true?" Carat lowered her head and kissed the soft skin of his abdomen, and the tip of her hair was slightly itchy, which made him twist his back uncontrollably.

"Yes. Why did you mention this all of a sudden?" Hill propped up his body, and was hugged tightly again by Clara, who liked to rub his stomach very much.

"Fleur said it was boring, so maybe... you can... give her a younger brother or sister?" Clara looked at him expectantly with wide silver eyes, and a slender finger subconsciously around his navel Draw circles.

This sentence made Hill think about it for a long time, and he looked at Cara in disbelief: "You don't think Fleur was born by me, do you..."

"Could it be? No, isn't it?" The kid looked astonished.

"...Do you have common sense...Only females can lay eggs. In humans, only women can give birth to children..." Hill rubbed his temples and explained helplessly.

"Of course I know. I just thought that you dragons would be different." Carat withdrew her hand silently: "After all, Frey doesn't have a mother..."

After that, Carla would always stare at his belly unwillingly.

"I really can't." Hill stared back at him fiercely.

Honeymoon:

You still have to eat the vinegar you should eat~