After crawling out of the eggshell, I decided to be a salted fish (a lazy person).

The next day

"Ooh!"

The early-rising dragon cub tilted its head and curiously scanned the man lying next to it, then reached out its little hand to poke the man's face, and then started to look unhappy.

"Ow"

The little dragon felt that the other party had occupied its territory, and angrily squinted its pupils, wanting to hit it. However, it hesitated for a long time because the other party was quite good-looking.

"Woo-hoo"

Forget it

Mo Shitian had already noticed that the cub had woken up, but he just wanted to see what it was doing. Then the cub excitedly stepped on him, even stepping on his face.

"........."

After enduring for a long time, she slowly opened her eyes and met the gazes of the cub that was happily trampling on her.

"woke up?"

"Ow"

The little beast was startled by the man's voice, and just then, its paw, which had been stepping on his face, lost its grip and left a small scratch.

Mo Shitian saw the once arrogant cub now hiding in the corner, staring at him warily, and even showing its little sharp teeth to intimidate him.

"come over"

"Ooh no"

After an awkward silence, the cub in the corner suddenly realized that it shouldn't mess with the person in front of it, and it cautiously stepped out.

"Woo-hoo"

It slowly moved closer to the other person, blinked its eyes innocently, and rubbed against his palm. The thought popped into its mind: This person is amazing.

Mo Shitian squeezed its paw, circulating the demonic energy within its body without any noticeable abnormality.

The cub dared not move, fearing it would be beaten, and gave a fawning smile.

Seeing that the young dragon kept glancing towards the door, he called over Moluo and asked him to take it for a walk.

The demons saw dragon cubs, marking their territories everywhere, swaggering past them.

"Ow"

The young beast, seeing someone staring at it, thought it was being provoked. It immediately bristled and howled fiercely at them, then flew over and stomped on them several times.

For the person being stepped on, this is not an attack at all; it has no harmful effect whatsoever.

This little dragon cub was a bit arrogant. Whenever it passed by, it would stop and seriously stomp on the grass a few times, or even roll around on it to make sure it had its own scent before it stopped.

"Is this the dragon cub that the Demon Lord brought back?"

"Seems to be"

Hearing their discussion, the young dragon flew to their heads and scratched them a few times. Seeing their chaotic state, it happily clutched its stomach and laughed.

The two stared blankly as the dragon cub left before their eyes, turning back to bare its teeth with a fierce glint in its eyes before departing.

Molu followed behind him helplessly. Why did this dragon cub have to come with him? Shouldn't they have sent it back?

"Woo-hoo, Awooo!"

"I'm coming"

The cub was unhappy that its follower had stopped, barked at him a few times, and only after seeing that the other party had caught up did it survey its next territory with satisfaction.

The young dragon flew away arrogantly, and Molu cleaned up the mess it left behind.

"Pfft"

Hahaha, what happened to your face?

Looking at the tiny scratches on the man's face, Ming Qing knew without guessing who had done it; the more she thought about it, the more pleasing the little guy seemed.

Mo Shitian touched the scratches on his face, a hint of helplessness in his eyes. The cub didn't recognize him as soon as it woke up and even stomped on him several times.

He fell silent, remembering how the little beast had been defiant towards him.

"What business do you have with me?"

"It's alright, it's alright."

Ming Qing glanced at the wound several times, then suddenly felt relieved. She sat down in the chair and asked him, "It's that little guy, isn't it?"

Yesterday, in order to confirm this matter, he noticed a drop of his blood on the golden mark between the cub's eyebrows, and sure enough, he sensed it later on the dragon cub's body.

"I already know, he is your cub, but why is he a dragon cub?"

"boom"

Ming Qing was locked outside. He had only asked a couple of questions, so why was he so angry? It's not a big deal that the cub's mother is a dragon, is it?

"My medicine!"

As soon as the old demon pushed open the door, the courtyard turned into chaos. There was a black cub with its back to him stomping on the ground. Where did this little guy come from? It was even more mischievous than a certain sword.

He looked around, then finally grabbed the broom next to him. "I'll teach you a lesson!"

Quietly approaching the little beast from behind, while it was still engrossed in the herbs, I prepared to launch a sneak attack.

Why are you stopping me?

Molu appeared and caught the old man's attack with one hand, saying helplessly, "The Demon Lord asked me to protect it."

The old demon put away his broom and glanced at the cub still jumping around in the corner. "But it's almost ruined all my herbs."

Hearing the commotion behind him, the dragon cub stopped digging in the grass, stared at the stick in the old man's hand, and tilted its head to think for a while.

"This little thing... I'm not mistaken, am I?"

"Young Dragon"

As if he had seen some rare treasure, the old demon shoved the broom in his hand into Moluo's hand, rubbing his hands together and revealing a kind smile.

"Sweetie, come here to Grandpa."

The young beast warily dropped the herbs in its hand, its pupils narrowing as it stared intently at the lewd old man who was about to approach it. Lewd? What was that!

"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Grandpa wants to borrow something from you."

The old demon pulled out a silver needle and a small bottle from his pocket, and smiled exceptionally brightly.

The dragon cub sensed danger and flapped its wings to fly up to the same height as the old man, baring its teeth in an attempt to scare him away.

"Ow"

"Just a little bit of dragon blood, and I'll just prick you lightly."

It's rare for the old demon to see a young dragon, and dragon blood is even harder to obtain. Now that a ready-made dragon cub has come along, he'd be doing himself a disservice if he didn't get some of its blood.

Molu quickly stepped forward to stop him; the Demon Lord's attitude towards this dragon cub was quite unusual.

"Old demon, it was brought back by the Demon Lord, don't do anything reckless."

"I'm just taking a little blood, it's nothing."

The cub got angry too, and the old man tried to stab it!

"Woo-hoo-hoo-hoo"

It got angry and flew up to his head, scratching him vigorously.

"Oh dear, you little rascal, you still have such a big temper."

The old demon raised his hand to grab it, but the latter simply pulled out a few strands of his hair to dodge.

"Ow"

Mo Shan'an glared angrily at the old man in front of him, glanced back at the small flowers and grass, and then trampled on them again. He became nervous when he saw the other person.

"Stop stepping on them! You've almost ruined all my herbs."

One sword has left, and now a young dragon has arrived, far more domineering than the former.

"Ooh!"

You dare order me around!

After hearing the old man's objection, the little beast stomped around happily and even deliberately plucked a herb and stuffed it into its mouth, the bitter taste instantly filling its entire taste buds.

"Pah! Pah!"

"Hahahaha, the root of this herb is the most bitter part, and you even ate that part."

Hearing the other party's mocking laughter, the young beast lowered its head and pulled out another plant without hesitation. It looked up thoughtfully at the person who was still laughing.

With a grin, he mischievously shoved a small blade of grass, still covered in dirt, into the other person's mouth. When the other person choked, he happily clutched his stomach and laughed.

"Woo-hoo woo-hoo"

"Pah! Pah!"

The old demon spat out the herbs in his mouth and looked speechlessly at the cub laughing and rolling around in mid-air. It really wasn't easy for the dragons to take care of their cubs.

Unlike their demon clan's young master, who is both handsome and obedient.

The little dragon, who had done something wrong, happily flew away when the old man wanted to settle accounts with him.