After The Abyss Dragon Woke Up

Shi An: "..."

Isn't that all your fault!

It doesn't matter if you study dragons, why do you even have to study that kind of aspect! !

You, you humans have no shame!

Mu Heng calmly glanced at the boy in front of him, and then let go of his hand casually.

He took a step back, turned and walked forward:

"Keep up."

Shi An: "?"

The man not far away stood in the dark, his deep eyebrows hidden in the moon shadow, appearing dull, the sterling silver hair color shining in the moonlight: "Your access time has passed, forgot?"

Shi An: "..."

Oh yes.

Inside the room.

Mu Heng took off his coat, loosened his neckline, and took off his gloves.

He lowered his eyes, his gaze fell on his fingertips.

It's really weird.

Through the gloves, the feeling of touching the other person’s skin just now seems to remain on the fingertips. On the contrary, because of a layer of soft leather, it also brings a layer of unclear ambiguity. I have to say, just now. At that moment...

He gave birth to a strong desire for inquiry.

Take off the gloves, make the skin of the fingertips fit the opponent's cheeks, and rub the red and delicate skin to see if it is the same as you imagined.

Worse……

From seeing the other party, the repressed feeling of restlessness in the depths of the soul gradually revealed the hideous and clear minions as time passed.

An inexplicable and tyrannical desire was born out of thin air in his heart.

Like a dark undercurrent, flowing silently in the bottom of my heart.

There was a voice clamoring in my heart.

Strangling the opponent's throat, letting the thin white neck break in his palm, letting out dying gasps and whimpers, so that the white skin was stained with blood to a more beautiful color.

-Become his trophy and possession.

Two completely different emotions, tenderness and bloodthirsty, pulled the battle in his heart.

Although Mu Heng forced himself to withdraw his hand and immediately suppressed the fleeting impulse, the strange feeling at that moment still remained clear and vivid in his mind.

Speaking of it, even if the student has access control, as long as he casually makes a phone call and tells the person in charge over there that Shi'an came back late due to academic reasons. In his capacity, the person in charge over there is impossible to refuse.

But... when he learned about the access control, Mu Heng's first reaction was to bring people back.

Without any thought at all, it is completely subconscious judgment.

This state is really wrong.

Mu Heng took out his cell phone, called Wen Yao, and gave a few brief instructions.

Soon, several S-level missions were sent over.

These missions are all related to the mercenary group they met that day, some are pointing to their leaders, some are pointing to their previous missions, and many more are related to their next whereabouts.

In the Irvine District, except for a few dead mercenaries, most of the rest were captured by them.

On the body of the boss, they did get a container to store the flames.

According to Zhuo Fu's identification, it was indeed Dragon Flame.

However, the only leader has died, and the remaining mercenaries are not high enough. Although they have been ordered to come to the canyon, they don't know the source of the news, let alone Dragon Flame.

Principal Pei has already started translating ancient books.

There is no need for him to participate more.

More importantly... Mu Heng believes that he must leave now.

He was too deeply affected by those inexplicable emotions.

After washing, Mu Heng flipped through the task document that Wen Yao had faxed. It was still too early for him, and it was far from time to rest. However, strangely, a familiar feeling of drowsiness came and made him move towards Pulled in irresistible sleep.

In the dark half-dream and half-awake, Mu Heng seemed to vaguely hear a distant sound.

It seemed to groan, and it was like a whisper, like it came from the ancient times, it was not real, but he felt inexplicably...it was a dragon.

Soon, the room quieted down, leaving only the man's even breathing.

The door was pushed open, and the boy sneaked in.

Very good, sound asleep.

Shi An was barefoot, his body was loosely wrapped in a shirt, and his long silver-white dragon tail protruded from the hem of the shirt, swinging one after another behind him.

He stood by the bed, looked down at the sleeping man on the bed, and then sighed slowly.

Actually... Shi'an is not going to come again for the second time.

Although Mu Heng was shining and his body temperature was very comfortable, Mu Heng's sleeping appearance was so bad that he would touch his tail unconsciously.

——At least until Mu Heng was made into immovable amber, Shi An was not going to sleep with him again!

However, after returning to the room, Shi An tried to feel the residual dragon sloughing magic power in his body, and found that after an afternoon, the absorption progress had improved to a certain extent.

One or two times may be a coincidence, but certainly not the third time.

Therefore, in order to restore strength as soon as possible, Shi An thought about it, and finally came over sneakily.

Most importantly, he has to retract his tail!

It's really getting in the way.

No matter what you do, you must always be in a state of trepidation, for fear that the tail will run into something or other people. One day or two will be fine.

In particular, there should be classes next, and if you don't retract the tail, something big will happen sooner or later.

Shi An took a deep breath and climbed onto the bed carefully.

In order to prevent the last thing from happening again, Shi An turned and returned to his room, and came over with a quilt.

Shi An wrapped the sleeping man tightly with a quilt, then got into the quilt next to him and clumped himself firmly.

He closed his eyes.

This time, Shi An didn't sleep, but lay beside Mu Heng seriously and began to absorb the magic power of Longxu.

When Shi An opened his eyes again, the sky was already white.

Although he stayed up all night, Shi An rarely felt refreshed.

Long Xie's absorption progress has reached 60%. Sure enough, he didn't guess wrong. When Mu Heng's side, the absorption speed will be much faster, and the efficiency will be greatly improved.

He rolled on the bed, and the big silver-white tail behind him happily flicked, breaking free from the shackles of the quilt.

Shi An sat up, held the tip of his tail in his hand, and closed his eyes.

With the flash of light, the silver dragon's tail finally disappeared.

Shi An opened his eyes and couldn't wait to reach out to touch his tail vertebra.

The skin under the palm is smooth.

He almost cried with joy.

finally! Finally retracted!

He finally doesn't need to worry about his tail getting in the way every time he turns around!

Shi An breathed a sigh of relief, and the heart that had been raised since waking up finally fell back into his stomach.

The most urgent crisis was resolved, and Shi'an's mind became active again.

He moved forward and looked at the sleeping man with the faint morning light outside the window.

Mu Heng, who didn't know that he had been a tool man for a night, fell asleep, his face slightly sideways, half of his face immersed in the shadows, his silver-white eyelashes quietly drooping, and the long hair of the same color loosed his restraints and spread smoothly on the pillow. , Shimmering in the half-bright morning light.

Shi An buried his head in it and rubbed his cheek.

It's cold and soft, like smooth silk, or warm water.

There was a clear and distant smell, which reminded Shi An of the ice and snow wasteland that he had spread his wings across.

After tossing enough, he finally sat up.

Shi An thought for a while and stretched out his hand.

Fingertips were covered by the cold light of dragon scales, and the tips of his nails were shining with a sharp metal texture. He sneaked up a lock of silver hair, and the cold light of fingertips flashed, and the silver hair fell into his palm.

Shi An took the lock of silver hair, looked left and right, looked at it in the dark, and looked at it in the morning light.

I don't know why. Although the silver light is shining, it just feels like something is wrong. It seems that something is missing, but Shi'an can't tell why.

"..."

He stared at the silver hair in his palm, lost in thought.

Is it actually more related to people than color?

Shi An raised his eyes and looked at Mu Heng who was sleeping.

At the moment when his sight touched the opponent, he felt his dragon’s natural radar sounded accurately, and the familiar desire for predation and collection began to haunt him, and he was about to move in his heart-I really wanted to **** him home and turn him into a specimen. Always on the side of his paw.

However, when Ann lowered his head and looked at the silver hair in his hand, the strong desire immediately faded.

Sure enough, the main reason is this human being.

At this time, Shi An suddenly discovered that before he knew it, most of his body had been leaned over, half lying on the man's chest.

The other party's quilt spread out in the previous movement, revealing the cold white skin, the clear-cut collarbone and the graceful and smooth muscle lines half hidden under the open collar.

Although the distance between them is not too close, he can still clearly feel the heat radiating from the skin that passes through.

Shi An put his finger on tentatively.

His body temperature is already low, and the opponent's chest is a little hot to him. It rises and falls gently with the rhythm of breathing, and can feel the strong beating of the heart in the chest cavity.

This feel is really novel.

Shi An put his palm to the past and moved slowly up curiously, his fingertips falling on the opponent's neck.

Under the thin skin, you can feel the clear protrusion of the laryngeal bone, and slowly move your fingertips along the laryngeal knot to one side, you can touch the arteries, warm blood flows in the blood vessels, and the pulse beats.

The boy's fingertips gently pressed against the deadly position.

Just a swipe...

The strongest of mankind will die on the spot.

Shi'an lowered his eyes, and under his long black eyelashes, his jet-black eyes had turned into scarlet vertical pupils, like a blazing fire in the dark, carrying inhuman evil and greed.

As if aware of the danger, the man's sharp eyebrows were slightly raised in his sleep, his eyeballs rolled under his eyelids, as if struggling hard under the control of the spell, trying to get rid of the control of his sleep.

Shi An was a little surprised.

As the founder, he is very aware of the power of his spell. Even he himself can sleep under the power of this spell for a hundred years. However, a small human can actually perceive the danger in his sleep, and even try to fight the magic. Contend against the curse, which he didn't expect.

But he can't do it.

Shi An gently let go of his hand and leaned back on the man again.

The boy has a fair face and a well-behaved face.

He touched the hot neck of the opponent affectionately, like a clingy cat. He rolled up a lock of hair with his slender fingers and played with it in an innocent and harmless manner. His clear and dark eyes lifted slightly. With a pure affection, watching the human sleeping in front of you intently and cherishly

Don't worry, I will never hurt you, baby.

——You are my most precious collection.

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