Chapter 284 Dragon Dream
Shen Qianluo had a hard time along the way.
The young master personally ran to the hot and irritable desert. Not only was he only accompanied by Longlong and his pillow along the way, he also ignored the speculations of the people in Xumi who were chasing him. He even sealed a wave of shadows outside the Xumi City, and then ran to the Red King's Mausoleum with injuries to set up the mechanism.
He is truly a model of diligence among the noble young masters of all generations.
Fortunately, there is more than just the dragon pillow accompanying the boy.
As the boy's friend Longlong, Zhongli, who had been dressed as a woman (crossed out) and enjoyed a good life all the way, still felt very sympathetic and even decided to love this hardworking child well.
Holding the sleeping boy in his arms, Zhongli tasted the food with satisfaction, and his eyes were slightly immersed. Sansan slowly tasted the forbidden food, and the taste was still as sweet and delicious as before.
It is like the warmth of candy, the smoothness of cream, the lingering taste of milk, combined with the crispness of pine wood and the softness of boyhood, leaving Long with an endless aftertaste.
After enjoying today's snack, Longlong raised his hand and used magic to restore his clothes. After thinking for a moment, he felt that it was not enough to fill his stomach, so he used the transfer technique to change the Zhongli version of women's clothes that Longlong disliked (crossed out again) onto the boy.
Since the damage to his soul became more serious, Shen Qianluo, who had good sleep quality to begin with, slept even more deeply. At one point, he couldn't be woken up no matter how hard he was shaken, and a simple change of clothes couldn't make him react at all.
The boy was sleeping in his arms, and Zhongli, who was cut by the scissors, did not change much. His sunken collarbone was faintly visible in his shirt, and his slightly loose outer robe was draped over his shoulders, with a tendency to slip off. Even his tie was a little loose and unkempt, which was more in line with his wild and playful personality.
Because Long couldn't praise someone's handicraft, Zhongli still trimmed the flowing hem below the waist into a small skirt style. The tight thighs were exposed from the edge of the dark brown fabric, and the fabric wrapped around the calves when the most imaginative streamline was drawn halfway.
As expected, the wind elf wooden flute hair ornament on her head was put into the small dark room and replaced with a golden rock cage ice crystal bell made by Longlong.
Shen Qianluo was fair and well-behaved, and she never looked dark in white clothes, let alone the self-cultivating dark brown. Although the young master was still young and a little androgynous, he was gentle in speech and behavior, had a clear voice, and often wore brocade clothes that looked youthful, so his gender would never be mistaken.
But now she is wearing couple's (? ) casual clothing. The clothes are loose and set off her figure, making her look even fairer, more delicate and adorable.
Gazing at his boy who looked good in whatever he wore, Zhongli was quite satisfied. But after thinking it over again, he put a small and cute dragon horn decoration on him.
The soft silver hair was slightly curled up, and the adobe hair fell naturally with the movement. With the eye-catching golden dragon horns with a glass texture, he looked like a standard young man of the Long family.
Well, this time my whole body smells like a dragon.
After all, Longlong loves treasures, and he usually collects a lot of beautiful and gorgeous things that sparkle and jingle. He plays with them in his hands in his free time and appreciates his collections with satisfaction. When he is busy, he hides them in his nest and guards them well, and will not allow himself to touch them at all.
He was like this to his collections, to his beloved Liyue, and to his favorites whom he wished he could guard day and night, especially the treasures that belonged only to him.
It's a pity that Shen Qianluo is sleeping soundly now, otherwise, with his dragon-like costume and dragon-like horns, plus the same golden eyes as Longlong, and his domineering aura, he would not be targeted by those like Tartaglia, Barbatos, Nibelungen, Orobas, Kaedehara Manye, or the scattered soldiers wherever he went.
Longlong thought about it and felt complicated again.
While he was stroking the top of Shen Qianluo's head with mixed thoughts, he was healing Shen Qianluo's injured soul, and at the same time he was tidying up the boy's slightly messy hair. He was hugged by Shen Qianluo in his sleep and he sighed softly.
His young master was good in every way, but unfortunately he had too many ideas and never let others influence his opinion. Shen Qianluo was unwilling to tell him his plan, so even if Longlong secretly followed Xumi, he still couldn't see through the boy's plan.
When Xumi's plan is over and Shen Qianluo returns to Liyue, when I meet him again with my real identity next time, should I take the initiative to mention that I want to follow him to the next country?
They are clearly together but cannot express it in words. He does not want this to be the case, nor does he want them to continue to maintain this way of being together where they clearly know and love each other but keep silent about each other's plans.
and……
Wen Chen's gaze in the shadows became more profound, and Zhongli closed his eyes, as if trying to calm down. But as he held Shen Qianluo gently in his arms, buried his cheek in his collar, and sniffed his scent, he felt more and more restless, like drinking poison to quench his thirst.
After dragons start eating meat, they will have a special period of a few days every once in a while.
And at this moment, she is in my arms, sleeping soundly, and I am in tune with her. I am wearing her clothes, and surrounded by her scent. I only need to turn my head to enjoy the deliciousness that has been marked by my occupation...
Zhongli, who was facing such impetuousness for the first time, endured it again and again.
No, although Longlong is fierce, he is not a beast.
What's more, if it was bitten, it would feel good, but Longlong's vest would fall off magnificently.
As if sensing the unstable fluctuation of the familiar breath, Shen Qianluo lazily hummed, and put his arms around his neck as if to comfort him, muttering a few words that were not complete sentences: "Longlong is good... good Longlong... smells good..."
My mouth is watering, I don’t know what kind of dream I was having.
In the end, he relied on his strong self-control to suppress his wildness and let Shen Qianluo go, who was dreaming of being surrounded by a bunch of cute emperor dragons, biting dragon horns, pinching dragon claws, and pulling dragon tails. Longlong put away her women's clothes, transformed into an honest and obedient dragon, and stuffed herself into the boy's arms.
"Dragon Dragon... I want Dragon Dragon..." Shen Qianluo noticed the dragon's body twisting, and turned over, pressing on his own pillow (x), and happily pressed the dragon into his chest. He couldn't wait to bite the dragon's horn, and drooled all over the dragon's horn, "Delicious..."
Long Long, who finally managed to control his nature, said: …