The cub with the protagonist wears it back

Although each of these paintings was very healthy, and Luo Xingyuan was well dressed, Feng Yan's first reaction was to hide these paintings.

But it's useless to hide, I hide the picture in my hand, and there are other scattered paintings scattered throughout the room, so I can see everything at a glance.

"Yuanyuan, listen to my explanation..."

Feng Yan felt guilty for no reason. Although there was nothing shady about these paintings, Luo Xingyuan's obviously unhappy expression still made him panic.

"Forget it, you don't need to explain, I know everything." Luo Xingyuan walked only a few steps away from him, then stopped suddenly, frowned and rubbed his waist.

Seeing this, Feng Yan was shocked.

He seemed to have gone too far last night, Yuan Yuan was so weak and had just given birth...

At this moment, he didn't care about any painting anymore, and hurried to Fuluo Xingyuan.

"Is Yuanyuan still suffering?" Feng Yan lovingly protected Luo Xingyuan's waist, preparing to send spiritual power to heal his injury.

Feng Yan lifted Luo Xingyuan's clothes, and when he was about to reach in, he was held down by a hand.

Afterwards, Feng Yan was grabbed by the collar by his weak partner.

Luo Xingyuan's exquisite fair face was full of anger, and he grabbed Feng Yan's collar and sank down, making him lower his head.

The faces of the two were very close, if it wasn't for the wrong atmosphere, and Dan was still on the side, Feng Yan really wanted to kill him here.

But Feng Yan couldn't, he still had to bear the anger of his partner.

Feng Yan was a little guilty, but he didn't quite understand it. This was much calmer than the ones in "Guide to Pursue a Beautiful Wife". Yuan Yuanlian could talk and laugh happily when watching "Guide to Pursue a Beautiful Wife" with him, why did he get here? ...

Although I don't know why Luo Xingyuan is still angry because of this... But, if Luo Xingyuan can't accept it, it's not impossible for him to throw away all the paintings in the room, since it's not his painting anyway.

It doesn't matter if he throws it away, he can draw it himself, and he will draw more in the future. At worst, he will hide it secretly, so as not to let the dragon egg continue to make trouble, and not let Luo Xingyuan find out.

Thinking of this, Feng Yan couldn't help but breathe lightly, waiting for Luo Xingyuan's fate.

Luo Xingyuan asked softly: "Did you use two last night, the night before?"

Feng Yan thought for a while before realizing what Luo Xingyuan was referring to.

That one or two...

Feng Yan couldn't help swallowing.

In fact, when their dragon race transformed into a human form, they only had one root. After all, the transformation form still needs to respect the basic physiological structure of the race.

But ever since Luo Xing inadvertently mentioned on their first night, that he and the previous scumbag used two... Feng Yan has inexplicably taken to heart.

two?Very good, that scumbag played it before, and he wants to play it too!

Not only did Chu Ye play, he also played like this last night.

But Luo Xingyuan was not satisfied for some reason.

So Feng Yan quickly admitted his mistake: "Yes, I'm sorry, Yuanyuan..."

"Don't you only have one? Could it be that your Gigi will split?" Luo Xingyuan continued to question.

Feng Yan pondered for a moment, but didn't tell the truth: "It's always been two."

"Why did I see it that day..." Luo Xingyuan's eyes widened, and he muttered, "Could it be that I was really wrong?"

Feng Yan didn't say a word, but silently clenched his fists.

Misread... what?

Did Yuan Yuan see him as someone?

Could it be that Yuanyuan really didn't forget that scumbag...

No, so is that slag dragon one or two?

After Luo Xingyuan figured it out, he loosened Feng Yan's collar, but Feng Yan didn't straighten up.

Feng Yan suddenly had a terrible guess.

Huge panic and uneasy guesses kept circling in his mind, complicated and chaotic, which made his entire dragon lose his ability to think.

Is it really like this?

It turns out that he...is the person he loves really him?

"Feng Yan, what's the matter with you?" Luo Xingyuan pinched his face, and found that Feng Yan was motionless, and asked strangely, "Did I be too aggressive just now?"

Feng Yan shook his head slightly: "No."

But Feng Yan exuded a decadent temperament all over his body, as if he had been hit hard, Luo Xingyuan couldn't let go of his heart.

"Are you really okay?" Luo Xingyuan frowned, "I don't believe it."

"Feng Yan, why have you become like this again? You're so preoccupied, you like to keep it in your heart."

Luo Xingyuan took his hands, put them on his chest, and said earnestly: "Didn't we agree that if there is something bothering you, we must speak up and solve it together?"

"Although I can't help you now... But I also want to share for you."

After Luo Xingyuan finished speaking, Feng Yan was finally willing to speak.

His voice was hoarse and hoarse, even slightly choked.

"Yuan Yuan, is the dragon you like really me?"

Luo Xingyuan: "...?"

"You...why do you ask this question? I've always liked you!"

Although he didn't know what Feng Yan was thinking about, but his sincerity was questioned, Luo Xingyuan immediately proved it for himself: "I have been with you for so many years, and I have children. I don't like you, who else?" ?!"

Feng Yan was silent for a few seconds, her breathing suddenly increased.

His eye circles were red, his mouth opened and closed, and in the end, he only said one sentence: "Okay, I understand."

As for what he understood, Luo Xingyuan couldn't figure it out, but anyone with a discerning eye could see that Feng Yan's expression was not at all relieved.

Luo Xingyuan became anxious: "Feng Yan, what's wrong with you? Can't you really tell me?"

Feng Yan turned around, not letting Luo Xingyuan see his hideous and distorted expression.

There's not much more to say.

He has fully understood.

——Luo Xingyuan fell in love with the wrong person, and he was just a stand-in for that "scumbag".

Moreover, whether it is scum or not is just their unilateral imagination. Judging from Luo Xingyuan's reaction, that scumbag... no, Dandan's biological dragon father must be very good to Luo Xingyuan.

Otherwise, how could Luo Xingyuan say such affectionate words to a fake like him?

"So many years"...

It turned out that Luo Xingyuan had really had a relationship with that dragon.

He is just a clown occupying the magpie's nest, this love does not belong to him.

But he won't call it quits.

After learning the truth, Feng Yan was heartbroken, but he would not be so kind as to hand over Luo Xingyuan to others.

Now that the dragon is gone, since Luo Xingyuan has regarded him as his true lover, even the egg hatching system has been installed on his head...

Does it mean that he has the possibility to completely replace that dragon?

Feng Yan figured it out, rekindled his fighting spirit, turned around and shouted: "Yuanyuan, I—"

Unexpectedly, when he turned his head, Luo Xingyuan was no longer in the same place, and instead looked at the paintings.

Feng Yan's heart tightened, is Luo Xingyuan finally going to settle accounts with him for these paintings?

These paintings are very similar to his brushstrokes. Even if he doesn't want to admit it, the skills of these paintings have reached the same level as his. If he didn't have the memory of painting these paintings, even he himself would have been almost fooled.

If Luo Xingyuan asked, he could only recognize it.

But the expected accusation did not appear.

"You were able to bring these paintings back from that place." Luo Xingyuan picked up a painting casually, and gently stroked the texture of the canvas with his fingers.

Luo Xingyuan held up the painting, with a relaxed expression, and said to Feng Yan: "You drew this for me before, and there is a seal I carved for you on it."

"Although each of the pictures is similar, I still remember that when you drew this picture, you were losing your temper with me, and your face was painted red on purpose, and this one..."

Luo Xingyuan picked up the scrolls of paintings like a treasure, and recounted the stories behind these scrolls.

Feng Yan's heart gradually became cold again, and the confidence he had just established collapsed in an instant, and there was nothing left.

The chaotic and noisy sounds in his mind almost swallowed Luo Xingyuan's voice.

Feng Yan fell into panic uncontrollably.

These paintings turned out to be drawn by that dragon.

But why, why did the painting drawn by that dragon for Luo Xingyuan appear in his treasure room?

Who is that dragon?Why is it so pervasive in his life that he can unknowingly invade even his most heavily guarded treasure room? !

When did he put the paintings in?What's the point? !

Could it be... that dragon didn't leave, it was just that for some reason, he couldn't appear in front of Luo Xingyuan, so he chose himself, a dragon that was very similar to him in terms of scales or some aspects, as a substitute?

Feng Yan's heart fell into an ice cellar, he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

The more he thought about it, the more he felt that his efforts were in vain.

No... Actually, from the very beginning, he didn't make much effort and got Luo Xingyuan easily.

So from the beginning, Luo Xingyuan regarded him as the dragon's stand-in.

It turned out that the person who was really stuck in the plot between the substitute and Bai Yueguang was himself.

"Yuanyuan..." Feng Yan's eyes gradually blurred, looking at Luo Xingyuan's figure, he murmured in a low voice.

Seeing this, Luo Xingyuan put down the painting and sighed.

He couldn't figure out why Feng Yan still looked worried when he gave up on Feng Yan and secretly transported the eggs out, so he couldn't hatch the eggs properly.

Even if they ignored these precious memories, when he talked about the past endlessly, he would only respond perfunctorily like "um" and "yes".

Feng Yan's enthusiasm is even inferior to Dandan's. Even Dandan, a little Dandan who was born dozens of hours ago, can recognize its human father in the painting. Luo Xingyuan's leg.

On the other hand, Feng Yan...

Did he vent too much essence, and his brain lacked oxygen?

"Feng Yan, do you still think about it?" Luo Xingyuan finally couldn't bear it anymore.

Luo Xingyuan was rarely this angry, not when he was misunderstood as a dragon cub, not when he was forced to call him father, and even in the book, when he was taunted face to face by some villains, he would just fight back with a smile.

Only when facing Shang Fengyan, a traitor who is not good at anything, would he often get angry, and when he got angry, he could only use his anger to suppress him as his master.

But now that he doesn't have the status of a master, Luo Xingyuan can only threaten: "If you don't want to, it's fine, but the dragon egg has to hatch first, and after it hatches, I will take it with me and never disturb you."