I am the third prince of the dragon

There was a small table by the fire pond, Ao Luyi kicked a cushion over it, and sat down: "Oh...it seems that the harvest this month is very good?"

Arman nodded happily: "I finally found a way to prevent those birds from stealing them. My tomatoes are almost stolen."

There have been more and more seabirds such as seagulls in the past two years, and the food on the island is abundant. These guys who get something for nothing are very thieves and often harm the crops.

Although they inhabited the land on the east side of the island, the seeds in the guano made many plants and trees grow there quickly, such as some seasoning spices, but the seabirds also brought a lot of troubles.

A large bowl of delicious thick soup was steaming, with red pepper powder sprinkled on it. Arman put the spoon in and pushed it in front of Ao Luyi.

When he raised his head, he was stunned for a moment, because Ao Luyi was staring at him with squinted eyes, his face became blurred after the dense steam, but Arman was sensitive to notice something.

He sat back slowly in doubt: "What's wrong?"

Ao Luyi picked up the spoon and stirred: "It's nothing, let's eat."

He smiled at Arman, bowed his head and started to drink the soup.

After dinner, according to the custom, Arman moved a bench to the balcony, held a drawing board and began to draw.

Seen from here, the sun hanging above the sea level is just blocked by the dense canopy of Fengqi sycamore. The sunlight penetrates through the dense leaves and sprinkles pieces of mottled gold on the bamboo forest.

He paints this scene day after day, and he doesn't seem to get bored, but the scene in his painting is changing day by day. The phoenix phoenix trees are getting higher and higher on the painting paper, and the Miaoyin bamboo forest has gradually expanded from a small piece to occupy a large area. One-third of the screen.

The wind and rain rested every day, and the bright moon hung high. Arman enjoyed it and gradually accumulated a large pile.

Ao Luyi watched his concentrating back and approached him quietly.

Alman's paintbrush is painting the sky with pink orange and gray blue overtones, which is hazy and soft.

He raised his head and smiled at Ao Luyi.

Ao Luyi raised the corners of his mouth, bent down slightly, and praised: "The painting is getting better and better."

Undisguised happiness immediately appeared on Arman's face: "Really? I always feel that I can't draw it no matter what. The clouds in the sky are different every day."

He tilted his head, feeling a little distressed: "But I'm running out of drawing paper, and the commonly used white paint was gone yesterday."

He was sullen and couldn't help worrying about the future.

Ao Luyi leaned against the railing, raised his eyebrows, and said slowly: "You can pick up shells, grind powder and mix paint like before, can't you?"

Alman looked at the paint jar at his feet and nodded: "Yes, although it's not as easy to use as it is now, it's still very good."

Ao Luyi narrowed his eyes: "You are so satisfied."

Arman looked up and gave him a goofy smile.

Speechless for a moment, Ao Luyi tapped his fingers on the railing one by one, and he asked, "Aren't Armans tired of looking at the same scenery every day?"

Arman looked at the canvas with his eyes and shook his head: "How could it be?" He looked at Ao Luyi with those innocent, dark eyes like a deer, and said sincerely: "Since Louis came to me, brought me Everything, my life is good enough.”

"......"

What kind of natural top-notch sweet talk is this!

On the contrary, Ao Luyi was annoyed that he was too well-behaved, but he endured it for a while, and continued to be persuasive: "Do you remember what I told you about the outside world? There are more beautiful things there. You are only a teenager, and you will not want to spend the rest of your life. They're all staying here."

Alman stopped his hand immediately. He held the paintbrush and stared at Ao Luyi seriously: "Louis, are you leaving?"

He didn't know whether Ao Luyi was too straightforward or Arman was too smart, but he quickly noticed something from Ao Luyi's different words.

Arman's eyes blinked in a little panic, holding the brush tightly, waiting for Ao Luyi's answer.

"...I told you earlier that I wanted to go outside, remember?"

Ao Luyi couldn't bear it, watching the child blankly waiting for his decision, he looked extremely nervous.

"Of course, I won't just leave you like this. If you want, we can go together."

He gently put his palm on the top of Arman's head and rubbed it: "I hope you can understand that this world is very big, not just such a small island."

Ao Luyi turned around and walked a few steps, and suddenly heard a crash behind him, followed by the sound of a stool falling to the ground.

He turned around immediately, and was shocked to see red sparks floating in the air.

Arman's face was full of pain, and his pupils radiated red fire: "Louis—"

Frantic water droplets instantly condensed in the air, spilled everywhere, stretched thinly to form a water film, and rushed towards Arman.

Ao Luyi didn't expect Arman to have such a big reaction. He suddenly remembered that Arman changed his body so suddenly two years ago. At the same time, he remembered that it seemed that it was because he had plans to leave.

He was helpless, the short shirt Arman was wearing was burnt to ashes in an instant, and it seemed that magma was flowing from his chest to his limbs, causing him to raise his head to bear the burst of strength in pain.

The cold water film wrapped his whole body, arousing a burst of water vapor like clouds and mist. Ao Luyi frowned, raised his hand, and Arman was thrown straight into the sky.

Arman has never turned into a dragon in the past two years. Ao Luyi once tried to talk to him about this matter, but Arman would suddenly turn a blind eye to his question and suddenly fell silent.

And he didn't need to say it to see how resistant Arman was to this. Gradually, he had no choice but to give up the idea of ​​relieving him of psychological pressure.

Well, he admits that he is not a good psychological mentor. At least two years have passed, and he still doesn't know anything about Arman's life experience.

A black dragon that was much bigger than he had imagined two years ago spread its wings, broke free from the restraint of the water membrane, and let out an earth-shattering roar.

Ao Luyi turned around and turned into a green dragon, and with a long cry, he charged straight at him.

When Arman turned into a dragon, his personality was very different from his own. At least the good boy he knew would not breathe fire and roar at him.

look!He also tried to stretch his neck and bite him? ? !

Ao Luyi avoided Arman's attack nimbly, and almost flew up against his back. Arman's huge wings fluttered, and he turned in one direction in the air and came straight towards him.

The last ray of sunlight sank to the sea level at this moment, Ao Luyi turned his head and stared at the brilliant half of the sky beyond the sea, the sky was full of clouds and boundless.

At this moment, he suddenly made a decision to take Arman out while taking advantage of this moment.

The author has something to say: just...uh...today...I came back late...tomorrow I have an early self-study and I have to go □□...that, I can replace today's second until tomorrow? ? (Humble drop please

And I have to wash my hair tonight.....