Chapter 325 Dragon Scales
Thousands of words seemed to melt in his arms.
Hiding the fingertips that were almost embedded in the flesh and blood behind his back, the boy slightly opened his lips, lowered his eyes, and calmed his mind as his hair scattered on his shoulders.
He still had many worries and deep-seated anger in his heart, but after listening to the man's whispers, he felt inexplicably calmed down.
"Mr. Zhongli is really good at speaking... "
"I'm just telling the truth." Wuyan smiled faintly. Zhongli put his arm around his thin shoulders, his expression and tone were warm. "Young Master is a man of integrity and modesty. What I'm doing now is just to comfort him in the face of such a sudden change."
He saw that the young god actually raised the corners of his mouth and stood up from his arms. His golden eyes, which had lost their luster, became forgiving and calm again and looked at him steadily.
"Sir, you know a lot. I'm afraid... you are definitely not an ordinary demon god."
He became different from before.
No longer does he blindly exert pressure, nor does he hold himself in high esteem because of his noble bloodline. He no longer never hides his edge because of his own strength. Even if he accidentally hurts others, he will never look back at the weak.
Even though his ahoge was still shaking and his body was still trembling uncontrollably, Zhongli still felt that he loved him a little more... no, a lot more.
There were many who were attracted unconsciously, and there were also tens of thousands who were willing to sink into the elegance of those golden eyes.
It’s a pity that I’m still young…I can’t do anything else.
So he sighed in a melodious voice, letting the breeze mix his intertwined hair together: "What I think now is due to the teachings of a god when I was wandering."
Shen Qianluo blinked his eyes: "The god who can teach Mr. Zhongli must be very powerful? Where is he? Can he submit to me?"
"I don't know where he is now." With a slight smile, Shen Qianluo tidied up the boy's messy clothes. He raised his eyes to look at him and heard the high praise.
"But he is extremely powerful. He has the power of wisdom and bravery on the outside, and the qualities of both virtue and talent on the inside. He is eloquent, can make strong arguments, is optimistic and lively, and loves to play and make trouble. Not only is he good at governing the country, but he is also proficient in the ways of the emperor. He is proficient in both civil and military strategies. He is the most powerful god I have ever seen in my life."
Shen Qianluo was stunned when he heard this.
Are there any strange hidden meanings in the adjectives here?
Are specious arguments and playful also words that carry boastful meanings?
"The most powerful?" But the young master couldn't help but refute after listening, and fell silent the moment before opening his mouth. But the next second he couldn't help but want to speak, and met Zhongli's innocent and firm gaze that even carried a hint of sigh and melancholy.
"Unfortunately, I am just a weak auxiliary demon god. I have been unable to find him since we parted many years ago."
Shen Qianluo choked back.
He looked at Zhongli's sorrow and sigh, which did not seem fake. Three parts of his eyes were filled with sorrow, three parts of nostalgia, and three parts of disappointment, plus two parts of his eyelashes and three parts of admiration. He thought that after all, Mr. Zhongli was a serious, trustworthy man with a handsome appearance, so he should not fool him... ?
Shen Qianluo coughed twice in a pretentious manner, full of fighting spirit: "In the future, I will become a god as powerful as you say."
"I trust the young master. One day, I will surpass you." Zhongli's answer was firm, without any burden of fooling a child. He followed closely, and his eyes accidentally met the boy in mid-air.
"Mr. Zhongli is also from the Dragon Clan."
Zhongli was silent for a moment, as if trying to change the subject: "Young Master must be tired..."
The pretty face came closer, and the boy's breathing could be heard. He narrowed his golden eyes slightly, and his expression showed no joy or anger, which only made people feel that it was even harder to understand the gods. "I was in a critical moment just now, and I was too busy to take care of myself. But the gods cannot be deceived, and this is no joke, sir."
The man lowered his head and stared at the boy sitting in his arms. The warm little ball sat on his waist and kept him warm. The fabric of the Son of Heaven's clothing was naturally exquisite. The star tracks embroidered on the cloak flickered with his breathing. The lightly cool silk was processed by the body temperature of the two people and was dyed with full warmth.
"That's right." After thinking about it, Zhongli agreed. As expected, he saw an excited child hugging his neck excitedly even though he looked hesitant.
"Sir, can you also transform into a body like Morax?"
“…from the perspective of universal reason, this is indeed the case.”
The curve of his mouth suddenly deepened, and the boy softened his tone slightly, speaking softly, caressing the man's cheek as if he was hanging on his chest with pity: "In this case, why don't you change into your original form and serve the young master and learn for a while?"
However, the next second, he saw Zhongli, who should have been shy, smile indifferently, and suddenly tilt his head slightly, leaning down to his ear, and then a stream of heat came to him: "In this case, I have no choice but to obey your command."
Shen Qianluo:?
Why has this attitude changed so quickly?
In my impression, Mr. Zhongli shouldn't be hiding his true self, showing hesitation, sticking to his chastity, and resolutely not allowing himself to be touched randomly...
Hmm, where does this impression come from?
However, the young master still failed to think deeply. Everything in his mind suddenly froze. The next moment, he picked up the cute dragon's tail in front of him.
To the shoulders, to the chest, then to the waist and lower body, a lovely and beautiful dragon was wrapped around him from top to bottom. He tentatively touched the smooth body of the dragon, and even his beautiful and clear golden eyes couldn't help but show a hint of joy.
The huge dragon body coiled around itself, emitting an ancient and powerful aura, its dragon whiskers fluttering in the wind, its golden vertical pupils full of the beast's majesty, and its sharp claws could possibly tear apart space.
But when the boy touched the hard and sharp scales and held the cute auspicious cloud tail covering his body, he just thought it was too cute.
The smooth curves, the beautiful color, the fluffy feel, the lingering warmth...it is much more comfortable than the royal bedding on the young master's bed!
Seeing him groping around, the dragon wrapped itself around the boy's thin body and stopped moving until the dragon scales on its body tightened.
"?" The dragon lowered his head and Shen Qianluo raised his head. When their innocent eyes met, the latter quickly looked away and pretended to be nothing and touched the dragon's body to comfort him.
"You're so good. Um, sir, these scales...will they grow back after you pull them out?"
Zhongli looked at him deeply.
It must be said that the huge dragon lowered its head, and even though it did not reveal any displeasure, it still made Shen Qianluo shrink a few millimeters guiltily. He hugged the dragon's body awkwardly, with a well-behaved look that said "Qianluo is really innocent."
Inexplicably, I felt the back of my neck getting hot, and I felt that I lacked the energy. My legs subconsciously shrank, but then I realized something and my hair twitched confidently: "Why don't you answer, sir?"
He felt that the object on his body had changed its way of being wrapped around him. His eyes flickered, and the next second, the glittering dragon scales on his neck were presented to the boy.
Among them, an extremely beautiful and hard scale at the lower part of the throat instantly attracted the attention of the gods.
"You can't pluck ordinary scales randomly." He heard a warm and pleasant voice coming from his ears, peaceful and gentle, unconsciously stained with a hint of smile, and deeply buried deep love, "But this one, I will give it to you."