Live Broadcasting Raising Dragons in the Interstellar

The little dragon cubs are over forty to forty. The strong qiang has been playing for more than forty minutes, and the little dragon cubs are not hot enough, and gradually change from lively jumping to fancy paralysis.

Except Xing Fei and Qin Yi.

The two dragon cubs drove the laser armor car convex for dozens of minutes, and circled around the simulated battlefield.

The little duke got in and out of it and was not hot at all. After re-entering the anthropomorphic state, he was too lazy to take off his coat and sat on the heated armored car shell to talk to Xing Fei.

Yantan and Livia are different. The two dragon cubs are too hot.

At this time, the icy and cold little gem dragon became the best radiator-Yantan bar hugged the giant tail of Jiean, feeling the crystal thorn sticking to his face and absorbing heat.

Jiean was standing in front of Shen Mian with Livia, waiting to wipe his face. Suddenly, he felt the tail was heavy, and turned back to find a large black (color) pendant on the tail.

"Are Yantan uncomfortable?"

The little gem dragon squatted down, rubbing Yantan lovingly with its short claws.

Yantan wriggled forward and hugged Jiean: "Jian, how are you cool."

Little Gem Dragon suddenly realized: "So I can use it that way."

Jiean dragged the seemingly heavy Yantan and invited a little sweaty Livia: "Are you going to hug? I'm cool."

Livia looked at the imageless Yan Tan, and was helpless: "... Thank you, I am not particularly hot now."

Shen Mian picked up Yan Tan, who was almost lying on the ground, and patted ash: "Go, go wash your hands and prepare for afternoon tea."

He Xing raised his hand: "President."

Shen Mian looked at him: "?"

He Xing: "I'm hot, can I hug?"

Shen Mian did not hesitate at all, "Yes."

He shoved the words on his hands into He Xing's arms: "Give, cool."

Suddenly, Yan Tan, who changed places, flicked his tail: "Do not uncle He, but dean."

He Xing: "..."

Marshal He put down the little black dragon and replied politely: "That's great, I only want the dean."

The little dragon cubs lined up to wash their hands. Shen Mian looked at the time. It was almost five o'clock. He Xing's parents still did not come. He asked He Xing: "Do you want to send a message to your parents?"

The little dragon cubs had been active for most of the day. He wanted the little dragon cub to have something to eat. It was just that He Xing's parents had said that they would come to have afternoon tea together. It was impolite to eat early.

He Xing glanced at the brain, and Vick sent him a message five minutes ago, reminding him that the emperor and prince had arrived and brought a large package of desserts, and he was now in the living room.

He Xing put away Zhinao: "It's already here. I just didn't see Vick's message."

Shen Mian paused. "Then I will take the dragon cubs."

He Xing tidyed up his clothes and leaned over his cheek (kiss wen) (kiss wen) again, and asked with a small voice, "Are you nervous?"

Shen Mian put down her sleeves and smoothed the folds of her clothes.

He Xing hugged him and whispered, "They must like you very much, so they want to see you so much."

"You are so good."

Shen Mian faintly said: "I'm just thinking about what to eat at night, do you eat roast (meat rou)?"

Pure (meat rou) food (sexual xing) beast He Xing: "Eat!"

...

His Majesty the Emperor and His Royal Highness sat in the living room, and Vick also sat aside. He had a wooden face and had been with the most married couple in the entire Empire for a few minutes. .

Vick slowly stood up: "I'm going to ..."

He Yi waved his hand: "It's okay, it should be playing with the dragon cubs, so I didn't see your message."

He Yi, the current emperor of the empire, was the same as He Xing when he was young. He stepped on the marshal's army dumplings step by step by military merit, and finally took over the imperial throne from the previous emperor.

Lu Xianzhi also gently persuaded him to sit down: "No hurry, wait for the little dragon cubs to play enough, we are not in a hurry."

Lu Xianzhi-He Xing's mother. Once a marshal of the First Army, he almost sacrificed on the front line. He chose to retire because he was seriously damaged and could not participate in the battle. This beauty who can't see the traces of years is the only prince in the empire-His Majesty the Emperor is the only child, and the princes of his uncle's generation have all been reduced to Count Duke.

Lu Xianzhi patted a bundle of paper in his hand, and he was a little nervous: "I don't know whether he likes the gift I prepared for Shen Mian."

He Yi immediately touted: "The gift prepared by my wife must be very intimate ... Isn't a red envelope prepared? What is this?"

Lu Xianzhi opened the paper and printed the typeface. The signature of his son was printed in the eyes of His Majesty the Emperor.

Lu Xianzhi explained: "He Xing those messy industries, haven't I been taking care of it before? Now that he has fallen, I have been single for so long, and finally find the object, I must express my sincerity."

The emperor applauded: "Our thoughts on the strings are too thoughtful, and He Xing will be moved to cry when he knows it. Look at my father, he doesn't care about me."

Lu Xianzhi: "... Your son never cried when he was young."

He translated: "Exaggeration, exaggeration, he must be moved anyway, otherwise I will ask him later."

Vick pretending not to exist: "..."

Lu Xianzhi gave a white glance to He Yi, and they waited for another minute or two.

Lu Xianzhi quickly put together various property rights certificates, put his hands on his lap, and smiled.

Shen Mian pulled the neckline outside the door. He Xing gently held Shen Mian's hand at an angle that the dragon cub couldn't see, and then directly pushed the door to enter.

Shen Mian had seen He Xing's parents during the live broadcast. He Xing sometimes mentioned these two people, so Shen Mian still knew a lot about Lu Xianzhi and He Yi.

Shen Mian entered the living room and saw Lu Xianzhi and He Yi sitting on the sofa at a glance.

The two dragons didn't wear the formal costumes in the ceremony, but it was seen that they had taken care of their appearance seriously, and were sitting on the sofa looking at themselves expectantly.

Shen Mian subconsciously stepped back, He Xing whispered: "Don't be nervous, don't be nervous."

Shen Mian: "..."

Although Lu Xianzhi and He Yi have already seen Shen Mian many times in the live broadcast, it is definitely different from seeing real people and watching live broadcast. He Yi thought about a lot of topics about Dragon Cub, and planned to throw it out to save the scene as soon as it was cold-after all, from the live broadcast, Shen Mian is not a child with a lot of words.

He Yi recalled that he had six or seven years of experience as a dean, and he felt confident.

After more than ten seconds, a tall, thin young man slowly appeared in front of Lu Xianzhi and He Yi.

He Yi is ready to smile and the opening remarks, a golden green (color) jewel dragon cub walks in. This little dragon cub is known for its translation. It is called Jiean. Xiaojiean also holds Yantan. Yantan holds an unknown dragon cub. Unknown little dragon cub holds a very familiar dragon cub, especially a familiar dragon. The cub is holding Xing Fei.

Xing Fei led a big crown prince.

The whole picture is-out of a dean, followed by a big baby and a little baby, such a "spectacular" dragon, successfully made He Yi forget what he said-hey, he is also the dean, how come there are not so many dragons Sticking behind him as a small tail?

Dean Shen has too many platoons than his robbed dean.

Lu Xianzhi didn't expect this to be the first time he saw his son's target. One couldn't hold back and smiled with his mouth covered.

There is a child such as He Xing. Of course, she is not young anymore, and she fought too much in her early years. Her body was even more deficient, but when she laughed, the smile in her eyes fluttered like a circle, gently and shallowly.

Years may also be reluctant to make things difficult for her, swaying to show his preference for beauty.

Shen Mian held a bunch of little dragon cubs, his expression gradually changed from cold to blank: Why did he suddenly laugh? Does he look wrong? The prince already laughed, would he like to laugh? How to laugh? Would n’t it be too perfunctory?

Lu Xianzhi walked over to hold Shen Mian, and in the other hand held a bunch of little dragon cubs as dazed as the dean, and said with a smile: "Hurry up and sit down."

Before Shen Mian had time to organize his language, he was already pressed on the sofa, and the precocious little dragon cubs all calmed down, feeling this atmosphere was strange.

He Xing naturally sat next to Shen Mian, picked up all kinds of pastries on the table, a small dragon cub divided into a plate, Shen Mian also divided into a plate, and finally a small half of the pastry remained on the table.

The smile on the corner of Lu Xianzhi's mouth has not disappeared: "Sorry, you and the little dragon cub are so cute."

Dean Shen, who relented with the poisonous facial paralysis: "... Thank you."

After "Calm", Dean Shen once again found that the Dragons' definition of "cute" was also wild.

He stood up and bowed slightly: "I had been simulating the battlefield before, and I didn't receive any news, so that His Majesty and His Highness waited a long time."

He Yi waved his hand: "The little dragon is important."

Lu Xianzhi looked behind Shen Mian: "Are these all the little dragon cubs in the nursery school? Oh, except for Yantan."

Several small cakes have been stuffed in the mouth of the black (color) dragon cub, and he had to swing his tail at Lu Xian.

Legend has it that the little dragon cubs are loved throughout the Feiyun City. When Yan Tan did not want to go home after school, he would sway around in the Feiyun City, so he was not afraid of Lu Xianzhi's translation.

He Xing introduced: "Xing Fei and Jie An are both dragon cubs in a kindergarten. This is Livia. He has gone to primary school and is a friend of Yantan. This is Qin Yi and Duke Ji Hua."

Little Dragon Cubs: "His Majesty Your Highness. Good afternoon."

Xiao Qinyi saw Lu Xianzhi and He Yi when he inherited the title a few years ago, but at that time, the little dragon cub was not anthropomorphic. Lu Xianzhi and He Yi will find Qin Yi familiar, because Qin Yi looks very much like her mother.

The **** (color) on He Yi's face is a little more serious: "It has also disappeared for a few years, and Qin Yi can now maintain his anthropomorphic form."

Many eight-year-old dragon cubs are still learning how to maintain the anthropomorphic form, and Qin Yi has been able to maintain it relatively stably.

Lu Xianzhi rubbed the little Duke's hair: "I will come here often to play in the future."

Qin Yi smiled at Lu Xianzhi: "Thank you, Your Highness."

Lu Xianzhi pushed the pastry in the direction of Shen Mian, "Taste the dessert quickly. This plate is a specialty of our family, and the taste is not bad."

She dismissed the contract in her hand as a hindrance and placed it on the coffee table.

He Xing glanced, and suddenly found his signature in the lower right corner of a page. He took the stack of paper: "What is this?"

Lu Xianzhi explained: "It's not the industries you started before you entered the military school. I'll clean it up for you. Go to Shenmian in the future. Don't know how to eat such a big dragon. Be more considerate. Know?

He Xing nodded: "Know and know."

Shen Mian really didn't know what to say, he was silent for two seconds, and picked up a small piece of candy into his mouth, pretending to be busy.

He Xing turned over the contract, read one and put it on Shen Mian's lap, and finally found a thin book with a crooked name: He Xing.

He Xing had no impression of this thing at all, "What is this?"

Lu Xianzhi glanced at it and suddenly clapped his hands gently: "Ah, it seems that it was your diary when you were a kid. I accidentally put it in when I was looking for a contract."

He Xing :? !

Before he turned his head, he already felt the interest of his family's dean.

When Lu Xianzhi mentioned it, he wanted to laugh: "The original text of your contribution to Xinxing Magazine seems to be in it ..."

Jay and Xing Fei's eyes slowly brightened.

The look in He Xing's eyes is four words: we want to see.

He Xing: "..."