I'm really not a princess!

"There were robbers at home who killed, burned, and looted in our town. I fled to my grandmother's house in Maomao country with my parents." The girl was dressed in a dragon's clothes, crying pitifully, "But I am on the road. I got separated from them, I don’t have any money with me, and I don’t know where Mao Maoguo is going.”

The little prince listened quietly, and the hand under the table pinched the dragon's thigh fiercely, exerting five or six minutes of strength.

The evil dragon didn't change his face, "So are you looking for your parents now?"

"I want to go to Maomao Country, my grandmother's house." The girl's eyes were filled with hope, "Can kind sir help me?"

Eyes full of hope only look at the dragon.

The little prince was not angry at first, but now he is angry again for some reason.

Rong Ling helped to speak, "Anyway, we are going to Mao Mao Country, just let her ride behind."

The girl was very embarrassed, "I can't ride a horse."

"Then take the carriage with Al."

The little prince immediately refused, "I want to ride a horse."

"What kind of horse are you riding?" the evil dragon asked him, and took the little prince's hand away, "You are not allowed to ride a horse."

Before, the little prince rode a horse to have fun in the forest, and he didn't care about wearing a skirt. As a result, his inner thighs became red, and he was reprimanded by the evil dragon.

The little prince chuckled, "I want you to take care of it."

"I can follow behind." The girl had already stopped her tears and gathered her clothes, "It's my honor that Mr. is willing to take me with me, how can I bother you any more."

The three gentlemen present frowned.

Rong Ling objected first, "No, you are a girl."

Although the little prince was holding his breath against the dragon, he still took good care of his people, "I'll give you the carriage, and Rong Ling and I can ride."

The dragon's eyes fell on the little prince, but he didn't make a sound.

"But...you are girls too." The girl wondered.

Rong Ling choked suddenly, and subconsciously looked down at her little leather skirt, and then looked up at the blond, blue-eyed, fair and clean little prince who had just been carried back by the dragon.

The little prince was also stunned for a moment—could you say those siren calls just now were calling the evil dragon?

The dragon didn't think there was anything wrong, and patiently told the little prince how dangerous it was to ride a horse.Unexpectedly, the next second, the little prince stood up, walked to Rong Ling's side, took out a miniature golden dragon from his pocket, and threw it on the table with a "bang".

"Buy a new one." The little prince raised his chin with haughty eyes, "The one that needs to be inlaid with gold."

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"I am the dragon you can't get" has been updated 2 (*￣︶￣)

(Well it's actually Dragon and Husband, isn't my name awesome!)