Quick Wear: Another day of being criticized for falling in love at first sight

It wasn't until Donahue got close enough, even close enough to touch the little pink dragon's eyelashes, that he realized that he had forgotten to breathe because of excitement.

The sharp pain in his chest, as if hit by a sledgehammer, brought him out of that beautiful mood. However, the smile on his lips seemed much more genuine than before.

It was at this moment that he discovered that there was a piece of light-colored cloth next to the cute little pink dragon's mouth, and it seemed that something was written on it.

Donahue gently picked up the rag, which rubbed against the ground, making a slight sound. Miaomiao couldn't help but sneeze, then turned her head and continued to sleep.

Who understands? I was so nervous that I couldn’t sleep and I couldn’t wake up even if I was beaten to death.

Donahue couldn't help it, half squatted down, and gently smoothed the hair on the little pink dragon's forehead with his fingertips, until the other party fell into a happy sleep again. Then he looked at the rag in his hand and gently stroked it, as if it was his most precious treasure.

At this moment, Donahue understood for the first time what the happiest thing was besides the sense of accomplishment that comes from defeating his opponent.

At this moment, his eyes contained a possessiveness that no one noticed.

Baobao analyzed the scene in front of him with trepidation. It seemed to be somewhat similar to the second answer he had guessed earlier...

Fortunately, it is not Miaomiao, it is just a little garbage that can analyze data.

According to data analysis, the boss in front of him obviously likes the pink dragon that Miaomiao has turned into very much.

So, if the main system dares to arrange some so-called love between different species, this big guy might really be able to do something?

Inexplicably, I'm still a little bit looking forward to it...

Sure enough, work makes people worse.

Donahue looked at the cloth in his hand. The words written on it were actually human language, which made Donahue's eyes slightly solemn.

Of course he would not kill the cute little dragon in front of him, as it was a treasure he had found.

But at the same time, his hearing returned to normal and his brain was freed from the exciting environment that had caused it to crash.

He almost forgot that there is a stupid princess here whom he is jealous of.

When her hearing was restored, she could naturally hear the gasps that occurred from time to time, as well as a few traditional Chinese songs, but the princess' voice was a little hoarse.

However, whether it was the displeasure when he first received the task, or the jealousy towards that idiot after seeing the little pink dragon, it only accelerated Donahue's disgust.

Miaomiao didn’t know how long she had slept, but it seemed like something was always staring at her in her dreams, making her sleep a little uneasily.

My ears moved slightly. Yes, the gasping sound upstairs was still there. Everything was under control. After a while...

By the way, the normal plot will be going on soon. What are you doing?

Thinking of this, Miaomiao finally opened her eyes from a deep sleep, and what she saw was the face of an extremely handsome man.

It’s just a pity that although he is very handsome, after Miaomiao turned into a dragon, he only had a preference for handsome dragons and only had a vague understanding of the appearance of humans.

"Are you awake? I'm Donahue."

Donahue's eyes were filled with amazement at Miaomiao. He didn't expect that when the little pink dragon opened its eyes, its purple crystal eyes seemed to glow.

There was clarity and mystery in them, and he even saw his own slightly ugly thoughts in those eyes.

That was the thought of taking the dragon in front of him for himself...

"Hello, I'm Bao Yisi."

Miaomiao was still a little confused and subconsciously said the stage name she had given herself when she was joking with Robert.

After she finished speaking, Miaomiao blinked again in confusion.

Human, is there anyone here?

There is someone besides Robert, wait, what is this person's name?

Donahue? The son of destiny?

Miaomiao's brain was working rapidly, and then she looked around carefully. She was not tied up.

The surprise Donahue experienced at this time was no less than Miaomiao's. This little cutie seemed to be female from the sound, and it could actually speak human language?

This is simply a treasure meticulously crafted by the Creator...

"...Well, you'd better tie me up. I'm the dragon guarding the princess."

Miaomiao didn't know when the evil witch would come to control her. In short, she couldn't leave the witch now, but she didn't want to die.

So the best way is to let the other party tie you up.

Anyone who harms the Son of Fortune will surely die.

If the Son of Fortune hurts me, I will still die without a doubt.

But obviously, she underestimated the extent of the collapse of the script in front of her. Just after Miaomiao woke up and said these words, faint black marks began to appear on her body. The marks spread rapidly like ink dropped into clear water, dyeing her body dark.

Only the small golden horn on the forehead emitted light, trying to dispel the invading black air. The light was like a bright lamp in the darkness, stubbornly fighting against the darkness.

Donahue saw everything. He snorted coldly and felt extremely cruel about the dark aura that had infected the little pink dragon earlier than him.

The tip of his finger directly slid across the Warrior Sword in his hand. When the blood soaked the Warrior Sword, the dark aura on Miaomiao seemed to feel a powerful force and retreated in fear.

The restraining force that Miaomiao had just experienced also became much lighter.

Then, before she could react, the little golden horns on her head were covered by the bloody hands of the man in front of her.

Almost instantly, the little golden horn seemed to have obtained some huge tonic, and instantly eliminated the dark aura.

Miaomiao even felt that the slight clumsiness in her body had disappeared completely. Now she felt full of strength.

"It doesn't matter. You are free now..."

Donahue said lovingly, and his bloody fingertips gently moved down along the small horn, slowly staining the pink dragon's soft fur and back with the blood that had not yet dried.

Miaomiao inexplicably felt that the power in her body was getting stronger and stronger. The person in front of her was indeed the son of destiny. Judging from his appearance, she should not have to die...

However, it is obvious that encountering a smiling pervert and being unable to die is also a tragic situation...