this is not a fairy tale

After Siegel's figure disappeared completely, Andedo went back to his room along the road without looking at the scenery, stretched his muscles and bones a few times, propped up his battle armor, and went to bed.

Although she listened absent-mindedly during the banquet just now, she probably knew that tomorrow is the dragon training meeting. One is to teach the nobles to choose a few fighters from them, and the other is naturally to pose more problems for Ender. Look at her How much ability is hidden.

Ever since he was a child, what Andedo feared the most was the exam. You must know that the real battlefield is much crueler than the demonstration.

With countless thoughts in mind, Andedo entered the dream.

That night, she had a beautiful dream, dreaming that her little black dragon that was hunted by her father was resurrected, happily circling around her as usual.

When Andedo woke up, his heart felt heavy again, and he clenched his fist unconsciously. Hearing a soft cough outside the door, Andedo put on his battle armor and pushed open the door.

Outside the door, Siegel was rubbing her hands, her little nose was red from the cold. Seeing Ander came out, she lowered her head and smiled, "You're awake."

One night, she changed another attitude.

Shy, well-behaved, cautious, in short... not as bold as yesterday.

Andedo frowned slightly under the mask, and said something irrelevant, "Arivia's morning is colder than Enqiong."

Before Siegel could figure out how to deal with it, she heard her continue: "You got up very early."

If it were normal, at this time, Andedo had already practiced a set of boxing techniques. Today, perhaps because he spent too much time on the boat and was highly cautious yesterday, he slept surprisingly well at night, and he has slept until now.

Siegel nodded, and breathed hot air into the palm of his hand, "I read it in the book..."

Anddo frowned deeper, "Come in."

"Ok?"

Seeing her indifferent back, Siegel pursed his mouth aggrievedly, and made a grimace by the way, and Andedo saw it.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the little guy to return to his original nature.

Watching her close the door, Andedo picked up the quilt that was covered last night, the residual warmth was still there.

As soon as Siegel turned around, a warm quilt was placed behind her, covering her whole body.

I don't know if it's frozen or what, Siegel's red face spread rapidly. She searched too many words in her mind, and finally said nonuo: "The quilt is dirty."

"When I was slaying the dragon, I even slept on the grass. The surrounding area was full of dragon feces. It's so dirty..."

When he said this, Andedo had already made a pot of hot tea for himself.

"Does dragon dung stink?" Siegel poked his head curiously.

Andedo froze, looked at her star-like eyes, and was absent-minded for a while. When the tea in her hand was cold, she sniffed the aroma in her nose and said, "It's not smelly, but it's very fragrant."

"Is it fragrant?" Siegel pondered. She remembered that it was said in the book that dragon dung is almost odorless. Although it is not too smelly, it should not be fragrant, right?

Her mind became hot, "Who is better between me and dragon dung?"

After she finished speaking, she regretted it, and her ears turned red.

Anddo, that bastard, dares to think about it!

"Bad bastard, bastard!"

Siegel jumped in front of her with the intention of punching her twice, but when he really got there, looking at her hideous mask, Siegel faltered.

She clenched her fist and took it back.

Seeing her like this, Ander couldn't help laughing, "Fool, how can you compare yourself with those things?"

She stretched out her hand and scratched her little nose, it was still cold, "Well... let's have some tea."

Compared with yesterday when he patted her forehead, Andedo was no longer coy, but much more generous.

She poured out the cold tea and refilled a cup.

Siegel did not forget that Andedo had just... sipped this teacup...

Subdue the Azure Dragon King