Chapter 294 Gulu
Shen Qianluo was stunned, but not because of the other party's behavior of borrowing a dragon.
Instead, after the other party finished speaking, Longlong suddenly wrapped himself around his neck like a scarf, raised his head, revealing his dragon pupils, and gave him a strange soft call.
It was as if he was declaring that he did not want to be taken away by Elhaisen.
It was rare for Longlong to become so impetuous after just a few words.
"..." After a moment of silence, Shen Qianluo grabbed the auspicious cloud tail that was trying to swim around his body, stood up and smiled faintly, "It seems that he is not very willing to be studied by humans."
The dragon with its tail twitched also calmed down, thinking that Shen Qianluo was going to return to his tent to rest. Longlong carefully avoided the dragon horns, rubbed his soft head against his neck and Adam's apple, half-closed his eyes...
Shen Qianluo approached Elhaisen, and under the latter's surprised and slightly shocked gaze, he rubbed against him, even leaning forward: "But we are friends who have risked our lives together. How can I have the heart to refuse your request?"
The young man looked at him with a smile. The skin on his pretty face was crystal white, his breath had a faint fragrance, his hair fell from his thin shoulders, and even their gazes were as soft and affectionate as honey.
Although Wenruan was so close, Alhaisen was so amused by him that he jumped up and retreated 300 meters. His always cold expression was about to break down: "'Joe'...? Don't be like this, we are not friends for the New Year yet..."
Before he could even utter the word "love", the young man had a sad and disappointed expression on his face. His hair drooped pitifully. "Really? I thought that after hearing my secret, you and I were already familiar with each other."
Elhaisen: ...?
He must be teasing him for fun, right? He must be! ?
The sadness that filled the screen made him almost certain that the melancholy young man in front of him, who looked like he was about to burst into tears at the next second, was Xiao Shen Qianluo.
Unfortunately, his good friend at the side did not give him the opportunity to take back the initiative of the topic. He glanced at him and tried to comfort the sad Shen Qianluo: "Don't be sad, he always speaks too rationally. If you don't mind, talk to me."
The fierce disciplinary officer turned out to be a good man!
His slightly widened eyes were filled with such innocent longing and yearning. Shen Qianluo completely ignored the stiff Longlong and smiled as he held up Sainuo's hands: "Sir, the Grand Disciplinary Officer, are you willing to be friends with me? That's great. You are my reliable friend."
Hit by the unexpected attack, Seno was stuck for a second, his cheeks flushed uncontrollably, he looked away and coughed: "Of course, good friend, no doubt."
It was the first time he shook hands with a strange boy who understood his joke, and he was still a little uncomfortable.
Come to think of it, Xiaoshen Qianluo could also understand his remarks.
As expected, he is...
The dragon began to torment him, but Shen Qianluo still turned a blind eye.
Standing nearby in a good mood and staying out of the matter, Elhaisen watched as Seno was easily attacked and shook his head secretly.
Just a few words have caused a wavering trend. It seems that even if the disciplinary officer has seen countless people, he still can't stand it...
"This is neglecting the scholar. How about we just be good friends?"
Alhaysen:?
"Brother Hai is also a good man, just like Lord Seno."
Brother Hai:? ?
Wanting to blurt out "Your intention to get close to me is too obvious", 'Brother Hai' still couldn't withstand Shen Qianluo's attack and blurt out: "...As long as you are happy."
well.
Shen Qianluo nodded with satisfaction, the corners of his mouth almost curled up to the sky with joy.
This kind of bedtime teasing is his favorite fun thing to do. The two seemingly rational guys are just innocent human youths. In front of his thousand-year-old god's bewitchment, they can't last more than three seconds...
Shen Qianluo was still bitten by the dragon and sent back to the tent.
This description may not be accurate. Longlong wanted to hold the boy by the back of his neck and bring him back to his den to make out. However, due to the size difference, he jumped off the god, landed quickly, turned around, bit his trouser leg, and dragged him back forcefully.
There was an uncontrollable gloom on the dragon's head, and he even let out a dissatisfied breath.
Fortunately, he still understood that it was not easy for the young man to plan, and he endured for several days without venting his anger. This wave was overturned and fell, and he had no sense of crisis at all!
Is this how Shen Qianluo talks to other men when he is not around? …
He felt that the ignorant young man needed to be taught a lesson a little too much.
"Longlong?" Shen Qianluo blinked innocently. He was almost dragged away by Longlong. He didn't know how that soft body could burst out with such strong force.
But the smile on his face soon turned into a teasing one, "Hey, Longlong, are you sleepy? Tired? Then let's go back to the tent and rest. I have something important to discuss with my two brothers."
As he spoke, he picked up the dragon on the ground, stuffed it into the quilt and put it in a comfortable position. He touched the dragon's horns perfunctorily to comfort it, and was about to slip out of the tent impatiently, "Longlong, rest here, I'll be back soon."
Longlong bit the corner of his clothes, shook his horns and struggled to get out of the quilt, making gurgling sounds deep in his throat, looking unhappy and anxious.
Shen Qianluo tilted his head, thinking: "Could it be that he is hungry?"
For some reason, Shen Qianluo, who used to be so close to Longlong that he could understand each other with just a glance, could not comprehend Longlong's intentions. He even frowned slightly and stroked his forehead, "I don't have a fever, and I'm not sick... Is Longlong kidding?"
Long was slightly distracted, and when he met the boy's eyes, he felt the heat and anxiety from his bones, and his consciousness could not describe his sadness at the moment. He gently loosened the corner of his clothes, lowered his head, and said nothing.
There seemed to be a breeze blowing past my eyes, bringing with it the subtle fragrance of young pine wood.
"What? Are you jealous?" The boy half-knelt in front of him, supporting his chin with a faint smile. The eyes were as elegant and gentle as a god, and he read tenderness in the shadow of the eyelashes.
"Don't be sad. Longlong is what I care about most."
There was something wrong with the words of comfort that came out of his mouth.
most?
So apart from Longlong, could the men outside the tent also be the people the young man cares about?
And there are a lot of them, like Tartaglia and Barbatos...
Long's expression became unfriendly and subtle again.
Shen Qianluo still smiled, perhaps because he was persuaded by Longlong's beauty, and fell asleep happily. His arms were wrapped around the pillow, but he was not sure whether it was because of Longlong's soft touch.
"..." He lowered his head and gazed deeply at the sleeping boy, his fingertips couldn't help but touch his cheek, as if he wanted to leave countless marks of his own. Zhongli closed his eyes impatiently, his breathing silently becoming heavier.
He wanted to retract his fingertips, but couldn't help rubbing them.
The desert air was getting hotter and hotter, causing the boy's breath to become stronger as well. He was walking alone in the vast desert, drinking the only sweet and delicious spring water.
Even the slightest touch caused endless ripples, making the eyes sparkle and the blood surge.
He was bewitching him, nakedly bewitching him.