Hungry dragon cubs come to the door

Falling to the ground is not an option, Yu Yan intends to put Ah Lan on the bed.

But Farami was not happy.

It is a dragon with a cleanliness, and Alan obviously does not meet its standards.

Moreover.

The little dragon cub pouted.

The bed of the Twolegs, which I have not even slept on.

Farami didn't say the last sentence, and Yu Yan didn't understand its secret thoughts, but just said: "You frightened people into fainting, you have to be responsible."

Milk Dragon tilted his head: "What is responsibility?"

"Responsibility is...you have done something bad to others, and you have to make up for it until the other party is satisfied."

Yu Yan couldn't believe it, he was actually reasoning with a dragon.

Farami nodded half-understanding: "Oh, I will take responsibility for you."

Yu Yan: "?"

What does this have to do with me?

He thought they had reached an agreement, but Farami still didn't agree: "Can he not go there?"

The dragon cub flicked its tail, facing the direction of the bed, more nimble than fingers.

Yu Yan didn't understand: "Why?"

The dragon cub turned his head and remained silent.

...What the hell is going on here?

Although Yu Yan really didn't understand, there was no need to argue with a dragon over such a trivial matter.

What if it gets upset and breathes fire in its own room.

He chose a middle way, half dragging and half hugging A Lan to the chair.

Turning around, I saw the dragon cub circling around the lunch box.

Fortunately in the misfortune, the porridge sent by A Lan was stored in a sealed box, even if it was dropped on the ground, it did not overturn.

Yu Yan hesitated for a moment: "Do you want to eat?"

What answered him was a pair of golden dragon pupils that suddenly lit up several degrees.

Yu Yan lifted the lid, and the milky smell of pumpkin came over her face.

The box was insulated, so it was hard to feel whether it was hot or not. He was about to find a bowl from the kitchen, and the dragon cub over there couldn't wait to reach out to lick it.

Then he was burned ten meters away, comparable to an arrow that leaves the string.

Yu Yan was startled, and hurried to look at it: "Are you all right?"

Farami opened his mouth tearfully for him to see, his tongue was almost blistered.

Although it can breathe fire, the energy generated by itself and the intrusion from the outside are completely different concepts.

Is this what these humans usually eat?

Is there some indestructible mouth?

Thief horror.

The dragon's tongue is like a snake, with a small fork and seemingly tiny barbs.

It looks fine, just a little red.

Yu Yan took ice cubes to keep him in his mouth, and scooped up some porridge with a spoon to taste for himself.

Not hot, just warm.

Although Ah Lan looked carefree, she was surprisingly careful in taking care of others.

It was scalded just now, and now it is iced again. The malice of this world towards a dragon cub is really obvious.

Farami spat out the ice angrily: "Bah bah bah!"

Yu Yan looked at the screaming milk dragon with a funny face: "Are you a cat's tongue?"

He scooped up another spoonful, imitating how he saw the nun feeding the younger children when he was a child, blew gently, and then handed it to the dragon cub's mouth: "Try it? It's delicious."

Farami has become wary of this food that smells good but is actually deadly.

But human beings fed it with their own hands, and their eyes were still shining when they looked at it, as if... looking forward to something.

Ok.

Farami raised his tail proudly.

Since you invited me so sincerely, sir, I will show you my mercy and give you a face.

The little dragon cub flapped its wings, approached the human, lowered its head, and carefully licked it with its tongue.

Its eyes lit up.

It smells so good!

It's sweet and delicious!

Other dragons drink blood and wear hair, but it is different, it is sweet.

When it was awakened from sleep by the crashed spaceship, it flew out angrily to find out which blind thing dared to disturb the uncle's sleep, and smelled a sweet smell among the ruins.

It's not the same as the food it likes to eat. It's not berry or floral. It's a kind of... It can't describe it, but it can smell it and it's very special.

Later, it found the comatose human being under the debris, and found that he was the source of the sweet smell.

It is clear and lightly sweet, but it seems to have an incomparable temptation to it, refreshing the heart.

I look for delicious food every day, but I never thought that one day it will be delivered to my door.

Thank you for the gift of nature.

In this way, Farami happily packed Yu Yan away.

The dragon cub ate half a bowl of pumpkin porridge in one go, which was too much for its small body.

It hiccupped contentedly and patted its bulging belly: "Not bad."

It curled up the small spoon with its tail, equally satisfied: "This is not bad, not bad."

The spoon was brass, and it looked shiny gold, too, and gold was a dragon's favorite thing.

Originally, Yu Yan didn't plan to share the same tableware with the stray animal, so he gave it the spoon.

Farami, of course, would not know the real reason for the gift from the other party, and was very pleasantly surprised.

He gave me something sweet to drink and gave me presents.

He really likes me very much ^q^

The dragon cub rolled the spoon with its tail, as if trying to find a place to put it away.

Yu Yan remembered that dragons do have a habit of hiding treasures, so they found a small cloth bag from the drawer, which was the packaging bag for gadgets given by the villagers a few days ago.

He hung the cloth bag around Farami's neck, just the right length.

Farami first pressed the opening with his small paws, then nimbly rolled up the spoon with his tail and put it in, and Yu Yan helped him fasten it again.

As a result, Milk Dragon has an exclusive pocket for stuffing.

"Sir, what's wrong with me..."

Alan's voice came from over there, and one person and one dragon turned their heads.

Alan rubbed her eyes and stood up tremblingly.

Then stare straight at the carbon balls over there.

Carbon Tuantuan protected Doudou with its small claws, as if afraid that others would snatch it, and looked at this strange human being warily.

No matter if you want to grab its bag or the two-legged beast, it will not allow it!

Seeing it all, it is impossible to forcibly erase Alan's memory now, and Yu Yan no longer bothers to do futile things to hide the milk dragon.

I just hope that Ah Lan won't faint from fright again.

In the end, no one expected that, with a look of surprise on A Lan's face, he rushed over and grabbed the little milk dragon like a bird.

"You, you, are you a spirit beast?"

Farami: "?"

A Lan's excitement was beyond words: "The grandpa in the village said that we have a magical creature here called the Fluffy Spirit Beast! I heard that seeing it will bring good luck—is it you? Is it you?"

Before Farami said anything, the boy frowned again, and said to himself: "But, Grandpa said that the velvet spirit beast is very white, it's not so black..."

The dragon cub's face became so dark that it became the bottom of the pot: "Who are you calling black, who are you talking about!"

A Lan's mouth grew into an "o" shape: "You can talk!"

Farami patted the disrespectful human being mercilessly with his dragon wings: "Of course I can speak, sir—let me go!"

The dragon cub is small in size, but it is strong, Yu Yan has experienced it before.

So Alan's face was patted with red marks.

But the young man didn't care, his eyes were still bright: "So are you a fluffy spirit beast?"

Of course it is not, the velvet spirit beast is the little crying bag that is always crying.

It is so powerful and handsome and mighty and cool, how can it be that kind of fool.

The dragon cub crossed his waist, and solemnly announced: "I am U...%*!...￥!)*——#@(*&)"

It held its chin high, waiting for the praise of human beings.

But didn't wait.

Farami looked over suspiciously, and found that the human was equally confused, and turned to ask its two-legged beast, "Sir, what did it say?"

Its two-legged beast also shook its head sadly: "I don't understand either."

QAQ!

good!Heart!broken!

Farami wanted to defend himself, but was hugged by Yu Yan.

He scratched Tan Tuan Tuan's chin as he did to Xue Tuan Zi before to show comfort.

How could the proud and powerful dragon clan, like a weak downy spirit beast, succumb to... this kind of...

so comfortable...

Crooked, why did it stop!

Scratch again, come again!

Yu Yan pressed down its flapping little wings, and stared at A Lan seriously: "This matter must be kept secret, and you cannot tell anyone, do you understand?"

A Lan nodded like a chicken pecking rice, and saluted: "Don't worry, sir! I have a strict mouth!"

Yu Yan looked at him distrustfully.

A Lan was very wronged: "What kind of eyes are you looking at?"

Alan looked into Yu Yan's arms, the milk dragon was struggling from the beginning, but soon lost, and has already narrowed his eyes comfortably.

The young man asked curiously, "If it's not a downy spirit beast, then what is it?"

"...I'm not sure either." Yu Yan also lowered his head, looked at the little guy's innocence and rare confusion, and said in a low voice, "I call it Farami, but I hope it has nothing to do with Farami .”

After the episode of Lianlong and others ended, Yu Yan sat down and realized that he was still sick.

There will be combat instruction tomorrow morning, and he must get better as soon as possible today.

I have taken medicine and food, and the best way is to sleep more.

He asked the little dragon cubs flying around the room: "Aren't you going home?"

"Go home?" Farami flew in front of him, "I'm here to find you!"

"We really think..."

Seeing the milk dragon's expression, Yu Yan curled his lips even as a dragon, and cut it off immediately, "Then how long are you going to stay with me?"

"Stay as long as you want."

Yu Yan: "..."

Why do you listen to such an uncle.

He was too lazy to care so much, he lifted the quilt and lay down.

Farami stopped beside his pillow: "Are you going to sleep?"

"Ah."

"Then I'll sleep with you."

"I don't usually get along with—"

"Let's go together..." The dragon cub looked at it, his golden eyes seemed to be shining, and asked softly, "Are you okay, are you okay?"

Yu Yan takes the soft but not the hard, and has no resistance to being coquettish.

He sighed: "Okay then. You have to be good."

Rather than falling asleep and not knowing where this guy went, it would be safer this way.

Humans submit.

Yu Yan was physically and mentally exhausted, and soon fell asleep.

He was lying flat at first, but after a while he turned over uneasily, facing Farami, very close.

Farami stared at his long and dense eyelashes, feeling that his heartbeat seemed to be different from usual.

why?

Do Twolegs have any special magical powers?

The dragon cub burrowed into the human's arms.

When I hadn't become so small before, Twolegs always liked to cling to it.

There is also the velvet spirit beast, because of its small size, it always needs to be hugged by the two-legged beast.

It was jealous, no, it felt that this behavior was inappropriate for a long time.

Today is its turn to experience it, tsk, it seems to be really good.

But it's still inappropriate for the velvet spirit beast to do so.

As for Yu Yan in his sleep, he was originally as hot as walking in an arid desert due to a fever, but the scales of the little milk dragon were icy cold, it was like giving him an ice cube.

Yu Yan hugged the dragon cub unconsciously, and rubbed his cheek: "Um..."

Noble dragons can't be touched casually by others, especially being held in their arms like a doll, it's too embarrassing.

but……

If it is its two-legged beast, it is not impossible to make an exception.

The human almost buried his face in its belly, and his black hair hung down.

The little dragon cub patted him lightly with its dragon wings, like putting a child to sleep.

Asleep humans are a bit different from waking ones, so they need to be gentle.Yan.many.

Whether in the cave, or now, he always seemed to be defenseless against it.

Farami sniffed Yuyan.

Obviously the one who came in before was also a human being, but it was different.

He has seen many human beings, all of them are the same, and there is nothing to describe.

Only its exclusive two-legged beast is fragrant and sweet.

It's different from everyone.

The author has something to say:

My wife is fragrant, my wife is sticky =q=