Get dressed quickly and get pregnant. My wife wants to be pampered.

Quickly sending Cheng Wei away, Xu Baoer took her two servants on a treasure hunting journey.

Ying Huai took Xu Baoer to buy clothes first. After all, the little dragon couldn't always wear the same clothes and looked a little shabby.

As soon as she entered the store, Xu Baoer was dazzled by the dazzling array of clothing. She poked her head around the store, curious about everything.

"Invite three guests. We, the shop owner, have a good conscience. The clothes are exquisite, the prices are expensive, and we are honest."

"Just buy her clothes and entertain her."

Rong Jing wanted to push Xu Baoer away, reached out and tapped Xu Baoer, signaling the waiter to take him away quickly.

"Okay, sir, I'll take you to see the treasure of the store."

As soon as he heard about the treasure of the store, Xu Baoer immediately became interested and followed the waiter, leaving the two servants behind.

Rong Jing and Ying Huai entered the private room and sat aside to rest. In the elegant room, there is a small huanghuali coffee table, which is inlaid with cloud water pattern marble and has exquisite workmanship.

The tea was boiling, puffing and steaming, and the lid was blown up constantly.

"You like that bad dragon?"

Rong Jing held the hem of her clothes with her right hand and stretched out her hand to pour tea for Ying Huai. The amber tea hit the ice suet jade teacup until it was seventy percent full.

Ying Huai raised his wrist slightly, lowered his head and took a sip of tea. He didn't even bother to raise his eyelids.

"do not like."

Rong Jing nodded when he heard this. He felt aggrieved and wanted to repay Huai's kindness by serving the dragon with sex.

It's really aggrieved to be molested by a young dragon at this young age.

"I think she is unusual?"

"Unusual heartbeat?" Rong Jing deliberately said something to be beaten. She didn't know how Ying Huai warmed the little dragon's bed last night.

Probably nothing happened.

If it happened, how could that bad dragon still be alive and kicking?

There was such a big gap between the two of them, and it was a question whether they could survive Ying Huai's torture.

This is true for the human form, let alone the animal form.

"Ouch." Rong Jing felt as if someone kicked her ankle hard. This was Ying Huai, who looked gentle and elegant, but was actually shabby.

"Okay, I won't tease you anymore. What's so special about him?" Rong Jing only saw that Xu Baoer was unusually bad, but he didn't see anything else special.

"Ding rang rang", Ying Huai raised his hand and shook his wrist, and the immortal rope appeared instantly and kept making a sound.

Rong Jing felt guilty and cleared her throat.

This thing belongs to him, and he naturally recognizes it.

"The little dragon actually locked you up, you are quite capable."

"I can't untie this bundle of immortal ropes." Ying Huai put down his wrist, hid it in his sleeves, and raised his eyes to look at Rong Jing.

"The magic power of the little dragon is not low, which is strange."

Rong Jing was stunned when he heard this, and his expression instantly became serious. It is indeed strange that the bad dragon can form a master-servant spiritual contract with himself.

Unless her magic power is greater than her own, it is impossible for the master-servant spirit contract to take effect.

"She can't pretend to be a dragon and eat the tiger."

Rong Jing watched with her own eyes as Xu Baoer transformed from a small dragon into a human form and was chased and beaten by a group of small dragons.

She is so useless, there is no way she can pretend.

"Yeah." Ying Huai agreed with this. As soon as he saw Xu Baoer's eyes, he knew how wise she was, and she couldn't pretend at all.

"Oh, let's not talk about this for now." Rong Jing took a sip of tea and sounded a little sad.

"I want to unlock the spiritual contract between master and servant as soon as possible. I don't want those magic weapons anymore. I just want the Moon Reincarnation Sword."

"Sister, something may have happened."

Rong Jing had been imprisoned for so long. In addition to wanting to seek revenge from the ancestor of ten thousand Buddhas, he also wanted to find his sister Rong Yin.

The soul-inducing bead on his wrist suddenly died many years ago, which meant that his sister was dead.

In recent days, the Soul Yin Pearl suddenly flashed with a faint light.

Rong Jing wondered if his sister was also imprisoned by the bad guys, but she was not actually dead.

"I'll get some beautiful gold jewelry later and see if I can make the little dragon relax."

Ying Huai had met Rong Yin several times. She was an arrogant witch who was heartless and rebellious by nature.

Rongyin is a bit like a little dragon, he likes golden treasures.

"If she doesn't let go, I will chop off her tail and make it into a cured fish tail..."

Rong Jing caught Ying Huai's gaze and suddenly stopped talking. He just had a habit of talking.

Until Ying Huai repays his kindness, no one can touch that bad dragon.

"Dang Dang Dang."

Xu Baoer was wearing a pink and white peach blossom dress, her temples were braided with pink hairbands and small bows, and there were pale pink camellias on her hair. She clasped her hands on the door of the private room and stuck her head out.

The breeze blew by, and the broken hair on Xu Baoer's forehead fell in front of his eyebrows. He was sweet and smart, and his smile was cute and contagious.

The two people in the private room were stunned by the sudden appearance of the little dragon.

Ying Huai looked away calmly, his eyes lowered as if covered with a layer of mist.

Rong Jing blinked a little guiltily, not sure if Xu Baoer heard his arrogant "squid tail" just now.

"I chose the clothes, but the waiter said I have to pay. I have no money."

Xu Baoer said confidently that although she was the owner, she had no money.

Ying Huai took out an ingot of gold and put it on the table. Seeing Xu Baoer's eyes gleaming, he immediately took out another ingot.

"Give this ingot of gold to the waiter. He will give you some silver and give you the other ingot."

"Okay." Xu Baoer took the gold, turned around and left, flicking his pink hairband, sending a wisp of peach blossom fragrance.

"The bad dragon is actually very cute, the kind of cuteness that makes people feel soft."

Rong Jing really wanted to kill Xu Baoer before, but when she appeared in front of him alive, Rong Jing was completely unable to do so.

Who would have the heart to attack a cute little white dragon that is evil and stupid.

Anyway, he is not good at this devil.

Ying Huai said nothing, and the hand holding the tea cup tightened, with distinct knuckles.

After paying the money, Xu Baoer hung a pink sachet around his waist. It was bulging and full of silver.

Hehe, she has money now.

Xu Baoer climbed onto the couch and sat down cross-legged, his eyes falling on the exquisite pastries.

"My lord, please use it."

Ying Huai pushed the cake in front of Xu Baoer and poured her a cup of tea.

"It's delicious." Xu Bao'er took a fancy to the jujube cake at first sight. The rich jujube aroma lingered on his tongue after one bite. The dough was soft and sweet.

White crumbs fell down, and some stuck to Xu Baoer's face, like a little cat.

Ying Huai saw it and put down the cup in his hand calmly.

Rong Jing saw it and snickered in his heart, it was a stupid little dragon.

"My lord, Rong Jing is a demon."

Rong Jing:?

Rong Jing: Ying Huai, why did you suddenly betray me? I haven't said that you are a dragon so that the little bad dragon can eat you.

Xu Baoer: What is a demon?

Ying Huai ignored Rong Jing's gaze and described him as pitiful. He was sealed halfway up the mountainside of Xu Baoer's house, and the scattered magical artifacts were picked up. Now he has formed a master-servant spiritual contract with Xu Baoer.

Rong Jing:! ! !

Why is this dragon's mouth so loose? It's all caused by the little bad dragon.

who? Who is pitiful!

He is not pitiful.

When he heard that Rong Jing's magic weapon had been picked up, Xu Baoer silently retracted the exposed toes of his shoes into the hem of his skirt.

His eyes looked a little guilty.

It turned out that the treasures she picked up belonged to Rong Jing.

But those treasures are falling on her property, and they belong to her.

This is the dragon's law.

"Rong Jing wants to find his sister. He doesn't want any of those treasures except the sword. Now he just wants to cancel the master-servant spiritual contract."

"Lord, can you help him?"

Rong Jing was a little nervous. He held his breath and stared at the bad dragon in front of him. He had been detained for too long, his eyes were filled with expectation, but he was also afraid that his hope would fail.

He really longed for freedom.