Jianlong snorted coldly and gave Xuanyuan Yu an extremely contemptuous look: "Wife slave."
The black feather on Xuanyuan Yu's shoulder kept blinking and secretly looking at the black cat in the bathtub, full of curiosity.
"What are you looking at? Dead bird!" Jianlong was in a bad mood and would bombard everyone he saw.
Black Feather was unhappy and flew to the edge of the bathtub. His wings flapped a few times, and the wind he fanned stirred up two streams of water and slapped the dragon in the face.
"You bastard, you are such a petty little girl, how dare you tease me!" A certain dragon roared.
"Don't move." Ling Luo picked up the skin on the back of the black cat's neck and wrapped him in a blanket, "Wash it and wipe it yourself."
The black cat poked out a wet black head from the blanket and said, "I don't know how to wipe. Xiaoluo, come and serve me."
Ling Luo glanced at him lightly and said coldly: "If you don't know how to wipe it, just let it dry by yourself and blow some air until it's dry."
Prison's face suddenly fell, and he muttered: "When I was in the heaven, there were a lot of dragons waiting on me. Those beauties would help me scrub my body, dry it, and then paint my scales.
Beiming seed oil..."
Ling Luo's eyelids flashed fiercely.
"Hmph, Xiaoluo, you really don't care about your pet at all. You let me stand wet and cold outside the door in the winter night. You will be punished by God for mistreating me like this."
"Okay, okay, I lost to you. Why don't you let me wipe it for you?" Ling Luo picked up the blanket wrapped in the wet black cat and helped him wipe away the water. "You said you are a dragon, how can you keep up with me?"
It's like chattering, and it keeps mumbling."
"This emperor is teaching you the supreme mantra of the ancient Extreme Fire Dragon." The corners of the prison's lips raised a standard mean smile, and no one could match his thick skin.
"..."
After wiping the black cat clean, he squinted his eyes in great comfort, lay down on Ling Luo's warm and comfortable bed, and rolled around.
"Luo'er, I really didn't enter the Xunhuan Pavilion." Xuanyuan Yu sat next to Ling Luo and looked at her very seriously.
Ling Luo was a little helpless: "Why are you still struggling with this matter?"
"That lightning was not struck by God. It was a fight between Black Feather and a cheap loach, which inadvertently hurt innocent people." Xuanyuan Yu looked at Ling Luo with burning eyes and said, "So, you have to believe me."
Ling Luo supported his chin with one hand and put the other hand on the table, tapping it gently. He looked at Xuanyuan Yu with a scrutinizing gaze and said softly: "Actually, you don't have to explain so hard. If you
If I had really been there, I could have turned a blind eye and pretended not to know."
Since she has taken him into her heart, she can tolerate the occasional small flaws.
But when Xuanyuan Yu heard these words, it had a different flavor. He became a little anxious and said: "Luo'er, I really haven't been there!"
Ling Luo stretched out a hand and stopped her: "Stop talking, can we change the topic?"
Xuanyuan Yu became more and more anxious and explained: "I swear, I really have never been there! After I sent the cheap loach to Xunhuan Pavilion, I went to Yingyang Street to buy moonstones, and then talked to the owner of that street stall
I heard an interesting thing, saying that there is a temple on the top of a peak called Zhushen Mountain in the Moyun Mountains, and there are many ridiculously large moonstones in it. I was curious for a moment, so..."