Every day I want to wrap my tail with the golden dragon

Lu Congbai really let go of Long Zhan's hand, and he could feel strong pressure on every joint. He hugged himself tightly, unable to lift his head in pain.

Long Zhan saw that his face was a little pale, and he bit his lower lip tightly with his teeth. It didn't look like he was pretending. He just used a ray of spiritual power to suppress him, and he reacted so strongly.

"The cultivation base is too low." Long Zhan's tone was slightly disgusted, but he withdrew the spiritual power that oppressed Lu Congbai.

Lu Congbai didn't dare to say anything more to seduce Long Zhan and his double cultivation, and looked at Long Zhan's palm with regret.

I shouldn't say that my tail can be tied with a Chinese knot. It's a lie when I hear it. I should have known another reason.

It's good now, not long after coaxing Senior Jinlong, now both of them are angry again.

"How long do you want to stay in this airtight gallery?" Seeing his disappointed look, Long Zhan changed the subject, not wanting to spoil the interest of the two of them.

"Stay here, can I still hold hands with you?" Lu Congbai asked hesitantly.

Long Zhan didn't expect that the stupid snake was still thinking about holding hands, so he said coldly and seriously: "No."

"...Then let's go out." Lu Congbai sighed vaguely.

Long Zhan was too lazy to take care of his emotions. This stupid snake only knew how to hold hands and practice together, so he didn't look like a serious snake.

Afterwards, Long Zhan accompanied Lu Congbai through the entire exhibition, and finally Lu Congbai stood in front of the artist's self-portrait, "Where are his ears?"

"He cut it off himself." Long Zhan glanced at it and said.

Hearing this, Lu Congbai opened his mouth wide and his eyes widened, "Why, cut it yourself, it hurts so much."

Long Zhan has lived for too long, and he has seen too many things in the world, and he can no longer withstand his emotional fluctuations.

"He gave it to a woman who didn't love him because she said she liked his ears."

Lu Congbai fell silent. He looked at the painting for a long time, then leaned against Long Zhan, curious like a child listening to a story.

"And then?" Lu Congbai asked.

"No. Then, that woman didn't want his ears. Everyone thought he was mentally ill."

After Lu Congbai finished listening, his rare words stopped, and he followed Long Zhan with his head down and frowning in thought. Long Zhan thought he was feeling sorry for the painter.

Lu Congbai had been thinking about how he could bring the golden dragon back to his home today. He had learned all these words from the "Snake Clan Double Cultivation Cheats 108 Styles", so it didn't seem to be very useful.

Whether this book is reliable or not, brother Qingjiao is not lying to him, is it?

Always thinking about how to bring Senior Jinlong home, Lu Congbai didn't notice that the two of them had already left the art exhibition, and Long Zhan stepped into a drinking hall first.

"What do you want to drink?" Long Zhan turned to Lu Congbai.

The drink shop was crowded. Long Zhan and Lu Congbai came in one behind the other. They were too tall and well-dressed. Many customers were secretly looking at them.

Lu Congbai became even more uncomfortable. He hid behind Long Zhan, grabbed a little corner of Long Zhan's clothes, and said in a low voice, "Brother Zhan, I can do it. Help me."

Long Zhan glanced down at his fair hands, and hid behind him timidly and reliantly. There were indeed a lot of people in the store.

If it weren't for so many people staring at him, Long Zhan would not have wanted to take a closer look at Lu Congbai's appearance.

Lu Congbai's eyes are dark and bright, always feeling wet, and you can see the deep dimple on the right side of his face even when he's not smiling.

Even though he is a little demon, at least he has cultivated for more than a thousand years, but his eyes are clear and not a bit worldly, more like a child.

While waiting, a child ran over from behind Lu Cong Bai, and after colliding with the clerk, the clerk stumbled and fell towards Long Zhan.

Long Zhan was busy paying the money, and when he realized the danger, he wanted to avoid it, but Lu Congbai dragged him by the corner of his clothes.

He was about to hold Lu Congbai out of the way together, and Lu Congbai's shadow flashed faster in front of him, blocking him, just as a cup of milk tea was poured all over Lu Congbai's back.

"Uh!" Lu Congbai closed his eyes, snorted, grabbed Long Zhan's clothes, and his voice changed, "It's so hot..."

Long Zhan hugged his waist subconsciously, and when he felt his shirt was hot, he raised his eyes fiercely to look at that brat.

"Wow woo woo, I didn't mean to."

"I'm sorry, sir, I'm really sorry, we can compensate you..."

There were chaotic cries and apologies in his ears, Long Zhan gritted his molars irritably, suppressing his anger, "Get out of the way!"

When Long Zhan got angry, not only the waiter was frightened, but Lu Congbai also trembled in fright. He was about to let go and get out of Long Zhan's arms, but he was hugged tightly instead, and then his buttocks were lifted up, and his whole body was hugged.

"Brother Zhan, I can walk by myself. What if I get caught by the paparazzi?" Lu Congbai lay on Long Zhan's shoulder, burying his face in his neck, afraid of being recognized.

Long Zhan hugged him, with a gloomy face, and walked towards the parking lot like the wind was blowing under his feet.

He even wondered if it was the wrong choice for him to give way to Lu Congbai to be his assistant.

Back in the car, Long Zhan hugged him and sat on the back seat, while Lu Cong Baixu sat on Long Zhan's lap. When he got up, he didn't forget to look at Long Zhan's chest, and even touched him randomly.

"Brother Zhan, are you okay? Didn't it splash on you?"

Lu Congbai's soft hands touched Long Zhan's chest recklessly, and Long Zhan was not annoyed. He breathed a sigh of relief after seeing him check his body, and Long Zhan felt indescribable.

"Unbutton it." Long Zhan said.

Lu Congbai was a little embarrassed, but he knew that Long Zhan was going to treat him, so he obediently unbuttoned his shirt.

The snow-white skin was exposed in the dark car, and his chest rose and fell with his breathing. For some reason, Lu Congbai smelled ambergris in the air.

With reddish earlobes, Long Zhan looked away, hugged Bai from the back of his neck along the way, and pulled off his shirt with the other hand.

The shirt was hanging on Lu Congbai's body half naked like this, and the place on his back where the milk tea was splashed turned red.

Long Zhan put his palm on it, and Lu Congbai trembled slightly in pain.

A golden light flashed across the palm, this time it was different from the past, half a minute passed, but the burn on it was only half healed.

Long Zhan looked deeply at the beverage shop outside the car window. The clerk probably wasn't a human being, and he probably ran away by now...

I don't know what is in this cup of milk tea. If Lu Congbai is left alone like this, once he dies, it is not worthwhile to find an assistant again.

"Come back with me tonight." Long Zhan planned to take him back. The spiritual plant at home should be enough for Lu Congbai to heal.

Lu Congbai ignored the increasingly burning pain behind him, and his eyes lit up in surprise, "Really, can you wrap your tail?"

Long Zhan sat back in the driver's seat. Lu Congbai still couldn't get used to Lu Congbai's bright personality.

But tonight is regarded as compensation for Lu Congbai's injury, which is a legitimate reason.

"Well, just hang around for a while." Long Zhan frowned, pretending to be reluctant.