The little milk dragon is pampered and teased by the crazy boss

The memory of Candle Youlin stayed at the moment he died, and the god-sama gently kissed his forehead, telling him not to be afraid, soon they would be able to meet.

He felt his body float up, as if looking at the two people in the ward who were hugging each other from another perspective.

Immediately, he gradually lost consciousness.

I don't know how long it took, there was a noisy sound in my ears, and it seemed that there were many people talking, and it was a little indistinct.

He opened his eyes to a handsome face.

"Good child, suffered."

The Candle Dragon Immortal Monarch wiped his tears and cried with joy.

The enchantment that sealed his youngest son fluctuated, and he came specifically to check it.

The luck on the young man's body was sky-high, and unlike the lifeless black qi in the past, he seemed to have accumulated countless merits.

Those merits lingered around the boy's body, almost condensing into substance.

Rao is the Candle Dragon Immortal Monarch, who has never seen such a strong merit in tens of thousands of years, and the golden light almost makes him unable to open his eyes.

"Daddy." The young man's voice was a little hesitant, or maybe because he hadn't spoken for too long, his speech speed was a little slow, word by word.

The Candle Dragon Immortal Monarch snorted, and before he could say more, he was squeezed away by the little rabbit cub behind him.

An enlarged handsome face came up, with a face similar to Fang Cai's candle dragon immortal monarch, with excitement under his eyes: "Linlin, do you remember me, I am your seventh brother, and I hugged you when I was a child." In

an instant, a group of people surrounded him, introducing themselves with all kinds of mouths, too enthusiastic.

The teenager was a little afraid of life and wanted to shrink back, but there was nowhere to retreat.

In the next second, he was hugged by the young man who called himself Seventh Brother.

"Brother wants to kill you, how boring it is to stay in the secret realm every day, Seventh Brother takes you out to play."

Before the seventh brother's words fell, he was slapped on the head, and the Candle Dragon Immortal Jun baby, the son baby, was snatched up by this stinky boy before he had time to get close.

The boy inherited the beauty of the Candle Mother, and those beautiful amber eyes were a little uneasy, seemingly frightened by their enthusiasm, but did not struggle, just did not know how to respond to them.

After all, if you are locked up in the secret realm for hundreds of years without contact with people, people will be locked up stupidly.

The boy was born well-behaved, how he saw how he liked his younger brother.

The young man was only temporarily uncomfortable, and then relaxed, these are his people, and the love and distress for him under his eyes are true.

He no longer had to be blindfolded, locked up in a cold and cold secret realm, living alone for hundreds of years.

His brothers and sisters liked him so much that they always made excuses to look at him secretly every day, stuffed him with a lot of gadgets, and coaxed him like a toddler.

Only Seventh Brother took an unusual path and secretly stuffed him into his sleeve and took him out, saying that he was taking him to fun places, and staying in the Dragon Clan territory all day was too boring.

When he came back, he was locked up by the Candle Dragon Immortal Monarch, which made him feel a lot more at ease.

His mother made clothes for him with her own hands, and her eyes were full of affection for him, as tender as he imagined.

Will pat him on the back to put him to sleep.

Will make him new clothes.

For fear that he would be bullied by the bad guys.

Who does not know that the young son of the Candle Dragon Clan is very favored, asking for stars for stars, asking the moon to pick the moon, and sending treasures piled up and filling several caves.

Another big event happened in the immortal world.

The youngest son of the Candle Dragon Clan was married.

The young man was stuffed into the palanquin in confusion, and along the way he went to the nine heavens, stepping on the clouds and fluttering lightly into the palace.

At the moment when the hood was lifted, he was greeted with a pair of familiar warm silver eyes, just like in the three thousand small worlds, as long as there was a god-sama, he would feel at ease.

"There will be no more separation."

Mo returned to the young man's soft face with one hand, lowered his head, and kissed the lips that were longing for him.

The boy tilted his head and gasped slightly.

The candlelight fell on the drapery, faintly.

One room beautiful.

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