The Journey of the Rainbow Dragon

Chapter 183 Night Talk·The Whining of the Young Dragon

"etc!"

"I don't feel sleepy yet, I don't need to sleep!"

Ron yelled. Before he could get up and escape from this dangerous bed, the black and white velvet blanket under him suddenly flew up on its own, rolling up Ron on the bed into a ball and wrapping it tightly around his body. Get him out.

That familiar gesture reminded Ron of the blanket attack.

Unlike the weak and suffocating blanket, this black and white blanket was far stronger than Ron imagined. Even if he reached the demigod level, he could not escape from the shackles of the blanket.

"Be good, don't move~"

A pair of small white hands gently stretched out from behind Ron's neck and slowly hugged his neck,

Her body gently pressed against Ron's back, and her jade-smooth arms tightly wrapped around his neck, making him feel a soft touch and warm breath. .

This time Ron could neither move nor move.

Move, it feels like you are deliberately taking advantage of the goddess's body.

Don't move. Do you feel that you gave in too quickly and ruined your own character?

At this time, Ron's stiff body was like a dried salted fish, lying straight on his side in the center of the bed.

The goddess of death rested her head on his shoulder, her long hair spread out, and her breath was gentle and sweet, gently touching his cheek.

"Well, it's a little hot."

Ron's mouth was wrapped in a black and white blanket, and he broke the murmuring atmosphere with a muffled voice.

Although this little heat was completely fine for his body, the restless heat in his heart was difficult to extinguish.

"I know little Ron hasn't developed well yet. If you can't sleep, I can chat with you~"

A soft voice sounded in Ron's ears, and the warm breath made Ron's ears itchy.

Well, I feel more itchy

It's a pity that the blanket restrained his actions, otherwise he would have let the goddess of death know the consequences of "provoking" a dragon.

After a moment of silence, Ron took the initiative to initiate the conversation.

"I'm just an ordinary rainbow dragon, why."

He asked the question that he most wanted to know, and the preference from the goddess of death made him a little confused.

"Because little Ron is my family~"

Qianying, who hugged Ron tightly behind her, answered softly without any hesitation.

"family?"

"Um."

"But I've never seen you before, and you probably haven't seen me either. How do you know me?"

"Then haven't we met now?"

"."

Sensing that Ron was a little depressed, the goddess of death's voice became gentler and more concerned:

"What does it matter whether you see it or not?"

"We are family, and even being separated doesn't change that fact."

"And I've known little Ron for a long, long time."

"?"

Hearing this, Ron frowned.

Listening to the goddess of death say this, it seems as if she existed a long time ago.

But including his previous life, he only lived less than 30 years in total. Could it be that the other party is old and has recognized the wrong person?

Or.

I noticed that the black and white blanket that restrained me seemed to be gradually loosening its restraints,

Ron simply squirmed and turned around, preparing to have a head-on conversation with the Goddess of Death.

He felt it necessary to clarify this point to avoid misunderstandings.

As if aware of Ron's movements, the two small hands that were tightly wrapped around him also loosened slightly, allowing him some space to move.

As soon as Ron turned his head, he looked into those deep dark eyes.

They were a pair of heavy black eyes, as if they had crushed the sunlight and rubbed gold into the black.

They lay on their sides and looked at each other.

The distance between the two was less than ten centimeters, and Ron could even clearly feel the gentle breath blowing on him.

"I"

Just as Ron was about to speak, his mouth was sealed by the red lips that suddenly came towards him.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuu"

That familiar feeling is back.

But unlike last time, Ron did not resist fiercely this time.

He just got used to the rhythm for a while, and then he hugged the other person's soft body with his backhand.

Ron could clearly feel that the other person's body suddenly stiffened.

The goddess of death was obviously frightened by his bold behavior, and her fiery body trembled involuntarily.

"I am definitely the first dragon in the multiverse who dares to challenge the God of Death."

Ron thought silently in his heart.

Then he simply stopped doing nothing, switched from defense to offense, and started his first small invasion journey.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

This time the person who wanted to break free became the goddess of death.

Different from Ron's desperate struggle before,

She seemed to be afraid of hurting the arms that hugged her tightly, so she only dared to twist her body slightly and patted Ron's back gently, trying to get away from this bad guy who was getting closer and closer.

So don't be too soft-hearted when it comes to "fighting". If you care about your hands and feet, you will be bullied.

Just like the current goddess of death.

The two of them stayed in this position for a while.

Until the breeze blew, the three pale moons in the sky slowly rose to the highest point, indicating that the night was already halfway through.

After making sure that the other party didn't dare to move any more, Ron relaxed his mouth.

"Bo!"

A crisp voice echoed in the room.

Looking at the shivering goddess of death in his arms, Ron finally regained his normal feeling.

"Jiejiejiejiejiejiejie~"

He smiled sinisterly, looked at the goddess of death and asked:

"Do you still dare to sneak attack me in the future?"

"I was wrong"

The goddess looked at Ron with tears in her eyes, as pitiful as a little girl being bullied by a bully.

Seeing this scene, Ron laughed even more wildly.

"I'm telling you, gods can't just eat people's mouths, especially"

Before Ron could finish his declaration of victory, the goddess of death interrupted him:

"But I still dare~~"

"Um???"

Seeing the sudden smile on the face of the goddess of death, Ron suddenly became "furious".

When he was just about to educate the other party "verbally".

But the other party suddenly stepped forward, grabbed Ron's shoulders and pushed him down. Two white jade-like palms tightly pressed Ron's hands.

"Little Ron was so anxious that I was shocked."

"Next"

The tip of the snake swept across her red lips, and the goddess of death looked at Ron beneath her with a smile, showing a smile of success.

Ron's eyes widened as he looked at the goddess of death riding on him.

"I'm wrong."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The cry of the young dragon echoed throughout the Death Tower,

It really saddens those who hear it and sheds tears. It’s so miserable.

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after one day

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"call--"

The goddess of death gently blows a white mist

The white mist turns into a brand new quilt.

Ron lay in the middle of the bed with a troubled expression on his face, letting the white plush quilt cover him.

It seems like something happened, but it seems like it didn't happen

The clothes between the two were intact, but the atmosphere was extremely whispering.

"I'm not clean anymore."

Ron looked at the ceiling helplessly, mourning in his heart for his departing moral integrity.

Although they didn't touch too much physically, the souls of the two of them had done everything they should do and shouldn't do.

Ron's virginity seemed to be there, but it seemed like it was gone.

"Well, it's getting dark again~~"

The goddess of death leaned on the head of the bed, her slender legs pressing on Ron, looking at him and saying meaningfully.

"hiss!"

Ron grabbed the quilt and wrapped it around his body in horror. Then he looked at her with a wary expression and huddled in the corner of the bed, shivering.

It was as if the person in front of her was not a goddess, but a demon.

"Really, little Ron, you look like I'm going to eat you."

The goddess of death said with a chuckle, then forcefully opened the quilt, squeezed in and hugged him tightly.

"You're still here!"

"Don't move and have a good rest, otherwise I won't be polite~"

Ron could only let the other person hug his body in humiliation.

Since you can't resist, just enjoy it.

The faint scent of bluebells penetrated his nose, as if it was a blessing left by the goddess of death, and Ron's mood gradually calmed down.

Ron's eyes gradually became heavy, his consciousness gradually blurred, and he finally closed his eyes tiredly.

He actually fell asleep.

under the moonlight

The goddess of death clenched her right fist to support her chin, and her soft eyes carefully studied Ron's sleeping peaceful face beside her.

A small hand as white as jade gently stroked his cheek, feeling the warmth that only belongs to the living.

"It's so good to see you again."

Ron seemed to feel something, and his eyelids twitched subconsciously.

The goddess of death sighed and retracted her hand.

Then she tilted her head and slowly laid her soft body on his chest, listening quietly to the beating sound that represented life.

"It would be great if I could stay with you all the time."