How to marry a male dragon

The past few days are idle and boring, Ying Xiangyi thinks about paper-cutting when he has nothing to do, and has accumulated a lot of weird patterns.

The spiritual power placed on each paper-cut is not much, it won't last long, and it won't cause too serious damage.

The stone disappeared quickly, and Chi Yao got up from the ruins of the bed board with a mournful face.

Ying Xiangyi preemptively said: "I was wrong, baby, don't be angry."

Chi Tiao: "..."

The bed collapsed, Ying Xiangyi took Chi Tiao to another place, and put the silent white snake on the table.

"We need to talk."

This is not a simple problem of addressing "Dad" and "Baby". I am so nervous that I also found that there seems to be something wrong between the two.

It is not normal for Ying Xiangyi to say that he likes him, but keep rejecting him.

Very abnormal!

Ying Xiangyi's eyes were slightly surprised: "What do you want to talk about?"

After being picked up by him, Tiao Tiao had always been obedient and clingy, but suddenly became serious, and there was a sudden sense of disharmony.

Chi Tiao wanted to say, "Talk about your murder of your husband", but after thinking about it, he gave up: "What is our relationship now?"

The word "father and son" almost blurted out, and Ying Xiang Yishun followed his intuition and changed the phrase: "The relationship between breeding."

All close relationships are based on the premise that Tiao Tiao is his pet, which is not an exaggeration.

Chi Tiao: "??"

This answer was different from what he could think of. He thought that the worst was father-son or friend relationship. Good guy, little lady directly defined them as masters and spiritual pets.

Facts have proved that Ying Xiangyi can always give him different surprises.

"You are my snake, I raised you up, what is the relationship other than breeding?" Ying Xiangyi changed the subject and advanced layer by layer, "But we are not just a breeding relationship, you are more like me than a pet relatives."

Under the illumination of Ye Mingzhu, Chi Tiao's snow-white and moist skin showed a ferocious whiteness: "Dear one? Then when you say you like me, are you lying to me?"

"How is it possible, I really like it..."

Ying Xiangyi's voice gradually decreased and disappeared into silence.

He thought of the fox girl he had seen before, she looked shy, and turned the person she liked into a lover after a day.

The folk customs of the Yaozu are open, and he didn't realize until now that he had overlooked one thing: whether the little snake really understood the liking he said.

Ying Xiangyi's throat tightened, and every word he said was trembling: "The liking you think is the love between lovers, right?"

Chi Tiao said quietly: "Otherwise?"

Ying Xiangyi: "You misunderstood."

There was a teapot on the table, and Chi Tiao was so irritable that he swept it to the ground with his tail.

The sudden sound of shattering awakened the tranced person instantly.

Ying Xiangyi hadn't calmed down yet, and was a little lost: "Why are you losing your temper?"

"You took me home and said you liked me, what else can we do besides being lovers?"

"You and I eat and live together, and sleep under the same quilt, and the final mingling is only a matter of time. How could I have misunderstood you!"

……

In the end, Chi Tiao became more and more excited, slapped his tail on the table, and announced forcefully: "I've already decided on you, and I will never marry you for the rest of my life!"

Ying Xiangyi: "..."

Ying Xiangyi reached out to pick up the little snake that was in a manic state, and left the room without saying a word.

"Where are you taking me?" Thinking of a possibility, Chi Tiao was furious, "Could it be that you want to throw me away?!"

Ying Xiangyi hugged him and stopped in the yard, let go of his hand, and threw the struggling little snake into the water tank: "You are too angry, take a bath first, and calm down."

He is a responsible old father who cannot throw away a child because he is too rebellious.

Chi Tiao: "..."

The small broken water tank was used as a bathtub, and this was the most embarrassing bath he had ever taken.

A lotus flower lay in the water tank, and it had already entered autumn, and the lotus leaves were turning yellow, sticking to Chi Yao's porcelain-white body.

He twisted in disgust, trying to break out of the vat.

The water in the water tank was splashed out, wet Ying Xiangyi's clothes, he rolled up his sleeves casually, his lowered eyebrows were stained with moonlight, very oppressive.

"Soak it well, or don't blame me for being rude to you."

There was no anger in the deep voice, but it was inexplicably frightening.

Chi Tiao froze all over, not daring to move.

Ever since they met in reality, Ying Xiangyi never got angry with him, and took care of him with all his heart. He could feed him when he ate and hug him when he walked.

It was so suddenly, and it was too late to think about the possibility of Ying Xiangyi getting angry.

The little snake was aggrieved and did not dare to move. After soaking for a while, Ying Xiangyi felt that it was almost done, and fished out Chiyu: "Calm down, let's talk."

The bright moon hangs high, and the moonlight is like a layer of tulle, falling from the nine heavens, covering the wilderness and mountains.

Ying Xiangyi preemptively said: "I don't like men."

It's familiar words, but Chi Yu didn't respond much: "I'm not a man, I'm a man... a snake."

Ying Xiangyi: "..."

I can't tell, but you're still an ordinary word-picking genius.

"I mean, whether it's a man or a male snake, as long as it's a male creature, I don't like it."

Chi Yu quit: "Girls must be better than men? You are also a man, how can you discriminate against men?"

"This is not discrimination, it is a genetic and physiological choice." Ying Xiangyi explained earnestly.

Chiyu couldn't listen to it, and didn't care about the so-called genetic selection: "So when you say you like me, are you lying to me?"

Well, it's back around again.

Ying Xiangyi sighed: "My liking for you is just the elder's liking for the younger generation, not romantic love."

He suspected that he had run into evil, otherwise, why would one snake and two snakes say they like him.

Could it be that his face is a snake coil?

Ying Xiangyi looked serious and said even more cruel words: "We can be loved by relatives and friends, but it can't be loved by lovers."

The courtyard was empty and silent, except for the occasional wind blowing through the forest, blowing through the layers of leaves, and playing a loud rustling sound.

"Is it really impossible?"

The voice is empty, hiding loss and obvious grievances.

Chi has never tasted the feeling of being rejected, as if being hung on a cliff by a straw, the slightest wind passing by will make his heart tremble.

Ying Xiangyi's unanswered question was the straw, his only hope.

The wicker chair made a "squeak, squeak" sound, and Ying Xiangyi smiled softly: "Tiao Tiao, you have to be good."

Chi Tiao's emotional intelligence is not high, and he understood the rejection in his words at this time.

"Then do you have someone you like?"

Ying Xiangyi was startled.

The courtyard and rattan chairs, the night and the breeze, in a similar environment, he suddenly remembered the first dream.

At that time, he had just transmigrated into this world, and was pressed on the rattan chair by the pervert, kissing him stickily.

His worldview suffered a great shock.

However, this is not the end, just the beginning.

Every night in the future, he would see that person again, and there were always large-scale dramas in his dreams.

His ecstasy made Chi Tiao's heart drop continuously.

The dominance of the Dragon Clan is engraved in his bones, even though Ying Xiangyi rejected him, he never thought of giving up.

No matter how much time and effort he puts in, Chi Tiao has enough confidence to make Ying Xiangyi his wife.

But he never thought that Ying Xiangyi might have someone he likes.

"who's that person?"

Ying Xiangyi rubbed between his eyebrows: "No, I don't have anyone I like."

Chi Yu didn't believe it: "You lied to me, you were obviously thinking about someone else just now."

The innocent young dragon's heart was broken into several pieces.

Ying Xiangyi didn't know what to say, and the explanation seemed to cover up, so he simply closed his eyes and pretended to be deaf and dumb.

I fell asleep while pretending, and the dream was intermittent, and it was picked up again from the last time.

The color of the sky and the earth changed, and the white tiger was no longer visible in the blood formation. The huge coffin covered the sky, absorbed the power of thousands of creatures, and exuded an evil aura that could not be ignored.

Ying Xiangyi soared into the air, his body was dripping with blood from the blood formation, without hesitation, he raised his sword and slashed at the coffin.

There was a familiar pattern on the coffin, which was what he saw in the book. There was nothing special about the paper, but when placed on the coffin, the pattern was indescribably weird.

Ying Xiangyi felt a strong suction, which was transmitted to his wrist through the sword, frantically absorbing the strength from him.

Not only absorbing strength, the coffin is still robbing his life force.

Reason told him that he should flee, but his body didn't flinch in the slightest.

His vitality was draining at a rapid rate, and his eyes went dark. If he hadn't held the sword, he might have fallen from midair.

A faint voice came from all directions, asking angrily: "Even if you sacrifice your life, do you want to stop me?"

"They are already dead and unable to return to heaven, why can't you help me?"

"Shenjun, for the sake of past affection, you stop."

Before losing consciousness, Ying Xiangyi heard his own voice, sighing and whispering: "Only this one, I can't fulfill you."

Ying Xiangyi woke up suddenly, facing a pair of lake-green vertical pupils, the bottom of which was dark, as if there was a depressing storm.

The cold snake Xinzi licked his chin, and Chiyu blinked, not seeing the oppressive feeling just now: "Did you have a nightmare?"

These days, one person and one snake behaved intimately. Ying Xiangyi was used to the little snake's closeness, so he didn't react for a while: "Well, how long have I been asleep?"

Seeing that he didn't resist, Chi Tiao climbed up the pole, nestled against his neck, and carefully rubbed his collarbone with the tip of his teeth: "It's not long, it's not yet dawn."

While Ying Xiangyi was sleeping, he sorted out the affairs between the two of them, and made a new plan for chasing love.

It is impossible to give up, even if the little lady has her own heart, he will snatch her away.

Ying Xiangyi is gentle on the surface, but in fact he says one thing, eat soft but not hard.

A tough approach will only annoy him, so Chi Tiao plans to boil the frog in warm water and approach him step by step so that he cannot leave him.

The sequelae of the dream were getting bigger and bigger, and it took Ying Xiangyi a while to calm down.

His collarbone was itchy, his brows tightened, and he quickly distanced himself.

There was a glimmer of darkness in Chi Tiao's eyes, pretending to be puzzled: "Dad, what's wrong?"

Ying Xiangyi was overwhelmed by the word "father", and felt complicated.

I used to tease Tiaotiao and call it Dad, but I didn't think too much about it.

Now that he knows that the little guy has feelings for him that he shouldn't have, Ying Xiangyi hears this name again, and it inexplicably has more erotic meaning.

Ying Xiangyi said with a headache, "Don't call me that."

Chi Tiao was about to cry: "Am I not your closest person?"

Ying Xiangyi: "..."

Does this count as shooting yourself in the foot?

He didn't change his name until the end. Ying Xiangyi really couldn't see the little snake being wronged, so he could only swallow the bitter fruit he planted.

Before dawn, Ying Xiangyi fell asleep again.

Everything in the dream became intermittent, his consciousness was ups and downs, and after waking up, he was in a trance and sat for a long time.

The yard is equipped with messenger pigeons, which are used to contact the guards at the foot of the mountain so that they can deliver food to them.

Chi Tiao carried out his big plan of chasing people, and kept sticking to Ying Xiangyi's side: "Let them send some fish and meat, I'm tired of eating vegetables all day."

Carnivorous raptors request additional meals.

The breeder refused: "I won't let them deliver food today, I will take you out of here later."

Resignation is not Ying Xiangyi's character, the dream became more and more serious, and now it has seriously affected his spirit and life, so he decided to take measures.

Chi Tiao frowned: "Are you going down the mountain?"

"It's not a problem to hide here all the time." Ying Xiangyi tied the letter to the pigeon's leg, "Are you going with me, or shall I send you back to the pool?"

"With you, of course."

Chi Tiao hummed and chirped, pestering him relentlessly.

Wuying received the news and came soon.

Ying Xiangyi was very polite, first asked Yaozun if he had left the customs, and didn't mention the gift he received yesterday.

If you leave here, you have to spend money everywhere, Yaozun is rich and powerful, and it must not be short of this one.

"My lord..." Wuying scrutinized Chi Tiao secretly, and said in deliberation, "He's out of customs, but he's busy with business, I'm afraid he won't be able to meet you until later."

"It just so happens that I have something to do, so I want to leave." Ying Xiangyi took out a stack of paper-cuts before Wu Ying dissuaded him, "People in the fairy world can't hurt me, and you can't stop me. Advised."

Shadowless: "..."

Look at how cowardly I am, dare to stop you?

Lord Yaozun didn't stop them, Wuying naturally wouldn't intervene and sent them down the mountain.

Taking advantage of Ying Xiangyi's inattention, Wuying slipped the secret report just received to Chiyu.

"Fellow Daoist Long is a guest of the lord, that is, a guest of our demon world. If you have anything to do, you can send a message, and we will definitely help you."

Ying Xiang Yi responded and left with the little snake.

Chi Tiao hid the secret report under the scales, and asked casually, "Father, where are we going now?"

Ying Xiangyi raised his eyes, looked at the clouds gathering in the sky, and said in a deeper voice, "Go to the ruins of the White Tiger Clan."

The author says:

Welcome to the fairy tale version of "Where Are We Going, Dad?"

Long distance: look forward to QWQ;

Brother Ying: Headache OO;

感谢在2022-07-2104:37:19-2022-07-2117:53:37期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angel who irrigates the nutrient solution: Xixi, I quit the novel today without a bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!