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

The young man seemed to be frightened by his cold face, and shrunk behind Luo Shi'an, his face hidden behind Luo Shi'an's shoulder.

Those beautiful amber eyes quickly glowed, and the tails of their eyes were flushed red.

That little pitiful look, who looks at who is distressed.

"Linlin is talking about the clothes in the game, and he sees that my design looks good and wants one."

Luo Shi'an explained helplessly, handing the tablet in his hand to Jing Xingyuan, this tablet is connected to the nutrition warehouse, and you can directly design the character without lying down.

This is a newly developed game by the Federation, according to the records of ancient books, the holographic immortal cultivation game developed may refer to the world of Candle Youlin and add some new settings.

"How can I still think about a child." Luo Shi'an could only kiss the corner of Jing Xingyuan's mouth, coaxing someone who was sulking.

"He's hundreds of years old, older than you." Jing Xingyuan's voice was cold and hard, a centuries-old old monster pretending to be some little green tea.

This is what he learned from the TV series, this kind of pitiful creature deliberately pretends to be pitiful to win sympathy.

The teenager didn't know that he had become a thorn in someone's eye, he just liked the breath on Luo Shi'an's body, which was very comfortable and made people want to be close.

At the first sight, he liked it very much.

He wants to be friends with his beautiful brother.

Want to get closer.

He pulled off a crimson dragon scale on his tail, which was part of his body, and he could be contacted at any time when the time came.

That crimson dragon scale was in Luo Shi'an's palm, as if there was a flame jumping, it was very beautiful.

The boy has always been afraid of pain, and after grabbing a piece of dragon scales, he hugged his tail and whistled.

Without a god-sama to call him, he had to come by himself.

Luo Shi'an was very patient with him, basically there were questions and answers, and the teenager was taken to the training room to play mecha, and the cold mechanical touch was very strange.

He even designed a new mech drawing for him, all red and gave it to him when they met next time.

When Luo Shi'an was busy, the young man sat obediently on the side with a small stool, waiting for him to finish.

Verin has no ability to refuse this cute creature.

Even ran more diligently.

From time to time, he stretched out his hand and pinched Candle Youlin's soft and tender face, and then Xizi held his heart like a catnip.

Luo Shi'an's butt was followed by a string.

Candle Youlin liked him, and Fuyin had already respected and loved him, wanting to get close to him, but did not dare.

Luo Zaizai found that his wife had also been lost.

I can only go to Luo Shi'an to find people.

But I saw Verin holding his father and rubbing wildly.

For a while, the mood was a little complicated, and there was some taste.

I don't know if it's because my father was robbed, or if my wife likes my father or even better than him.

Verin had already admired his father, and after returning to normal, he often came to the door to provoke and attract attention, and only after becoming a family did he restrain a lot.

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Three days passed quickly.

Jing Xingyuan thought that he could breathe a sigh of relief, but the young man never left.

Until Mo returned when he cut through the void and personally came to grab people.

As the host, Luo Shi'an made a hearty meal.

Candle Youlin flicked his tail weakly, he just lost track of time, and when he thought of the punishment of the god-sama, his tail tightened.

"You're a little late." Jing Xingyuan's voice was cold, he slept on the sofa for a whole week, and the night without his wife was as cold as iron.

"There was some delay." Mo returned when he approached Candle Youlin, and just as he was about to say something, he saw Candle Youlin, who was originally weak-hearted, jumped up: "I'll go to the kitchen to help Brother Shi'an." Only

three people stood dryly in the living room.

The hand that Mo had just raised had not yet fallen, and the person in front of him had already run away.

Luo Zaizi laid the plate, he didn't know this strange guy who suddenly appeared from his house, but the other party's spiritual power level was extremely strong, and it was not something he could spy on.

Maybe it's my father's new friend.

When did the 3S+ become a cabbage that could be met everywhere?

Although Mo returned to Shi did not understand why Jing Xingyuan was so hostile to himself, he just brought a pot of wine, which had been brewed for hundreds of thousands of years, and if a person with a bad amount of alcohol could get drunk for three days and three nights.

The atmosphere outside is cold, but the kitchen is lively.

Candle Youlin squatted on the ground and carefully cleaned the vegetables, the god-sama rarely let him do it, he liked to have the feeling of friends, so that he would not feel so lonely.

If it wasn't for Lord Shenmei coming to grab him, he would have stayed for a while and then went back.

He humbly asked his beautiful brother how to make the gods happy.

Luo Shi'an only raised his eyebrows slightly, leaned close to his ear and said something.

The tips of Candle Youlin's ears were red thoroughly, but she still nodded obediently.

The dining table was full of hearty meals, except for Luo Shi'an and Mo Guishi's cups, which were filled with hundreds of thousands of years of fine wine.

Jing Xingyuan and Candle Youlin's cups were filled with hot milk.

Because Luo Zaizai and Fuyn are still mortals, they can't drink the good wine brought by Mo Gui, so they can only drink some juice.

After a meal, Candle Youlin wanted to say goodbye to Luo Shi'an, but was taken away by Mo Guishi.

Luo Zaizai did not spend the night here because he still had a task the next day, and left after eating.

There were only two people left in the living room.

Jing Xingyuan pressed step by step, put Luo Shi'an against the wall, and vented his anger.

The man's collarbone.

The hand on the waist is hot and scorching.

Those inky eyes were heavy, and he couldn't see the emotions clearly, but he let people know his dissatisfaction.

"Isn't Shi'an going to comfort her husband who has been left out in the cold these days?"

There was a wet heat in my ears.

The man bit him again.

Luo Shi'an grabbed the man's neck and deliberately approached the man's ear, with a wistful seduction: "I've been thinking about it for a long time."

Jing Xingyuan's eyes darkened, and he directly picked the person up and kicked open the bedroom door.

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The other side.

When Yan Youlin was brought back, he was a little weak-hearted, hugged Mo Guishi's neck, and rubbed it obediently.

He promised to play for three days, but he lost track of time and didn't come back for a week, which was wrong by him.

As soon as he thought of the beautiful brother handed it to him, the tips of Yan Youlin's ears turned red thoroughly.

The gift box he brought with him was secretly opened and replaced by himself.

But he didn't know that he had dug a big hole for himself, until the mecha sent it to him, and he didn't let him out of bed when he returned.

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