Raiders run to the fairy with the ball

The little Feilong squatted on the smooth floor, stared at Nether for a while, then turned the round little dragon's head to the side, and turned its neck upwards, showing a proud posture, but the two sticks around its mouth The dragon's beard was shaking happily all the time, slipping away from the corner of the eye to Nether from time to time, obviously it didn't match his heart - he said on the surface that I was too lazy to talk to you, but in his heart he shouted eagerly: Come here, come here, if I don't go, you can't Come by yourself?

The child's mind is easy to guess, seeing through this, You Ming smiled helplessly, and took the initiative to walk towards the little Feilong—as expected of him and Fengxuan's child, who inherited Fengxuan's arrogance and domineering and his awkwardness exactly. Stubborn.

You Ming squatted in front of the little Feilong, and stretched out his hand to lift it into his arms - the little Feilong grew up very nicely, his figure was three times bigger than before, and the weight was even heavier, He Ming was very happy.

"What? Did you hear the news of Daddy's arrival, or did you feel Daddy's breath?" You Ming asked softly, and then according to Little Feilong's preference, itched from the top of the head to the back, and then from the back to the abdomen.The little Feilong lay comfortably, shaking his head lazily, and raised his four claws to swing freely.This small appearance immediately wiped away the unhappiness in You Ming's heart, and he asked again: "Long time no see, do you miss Daddy?" "Well, Daddy misses you too. Daddy has free time these days, so I can spend more time with you." Saying this, You Ming's heart suddenly brightened: It doesn't matter if Feng Xuan sees or not, and the remaining five days are spent with little Feilong. good. "Do you want to play here, or go back to our house?" Our house is his and Feng Xuan's private house.

As soon as the question landed, the demon guard in the side hall bowed and said, "Your Majesty the Demon King, Your Majesty has recently opened up a playground for the little prince. The little prince is very happy. Your Majesty the Demon King can go and have a look."

You Ming frowned: He didn't want to stay in the palace of the Demon Realm, but Little Feilong liked it...

"Okay, lead the way."

The playground is actually a big pool.

There are verdant exotic flowers and plants beside the pool. There are small bridges made of spar, small waterwheels, small trees, small steps and various obstacles in the pool. The bottom of the pool is covered with colorful spar sand, and scattered There are balls made of bamboo and wood of different sizes.

You Ming squatted down and put the little Feilong into the pool water. The little Feilong first swam freely, then stepped on the ball and kicked the ball, and then climbed up and down on the small bridge, small waterwheel and small obstacles. After playing tired, he sank to the bottom of the water. He buried his head down, covered most of his body with spar sand, only his buttocks were exposed, and rested to his heart's content.You Ming sat by the pool, watching it amused and satisfied, sometimes gently blowing ripples, hoping that the little Feilong would be more comfortable.

After a while, the little Feilong twisted lazily, from pouting buttocks to lying on his back, spitting bubbles, and looking at Nether across the colorfully spotted pool.Gradually, the bubbles spit out by the little Feilong became bigger and bigger, and finally rushed out of the water, bringing up a three-foot-high water column in the pool!The little Feilong waved its claws again, and a small cloud floated in the sky. The small cloud covered the water column, and the water column scattered and turned into raindrops, which fell one after another.

You Ming looked at it with great interest.

The little Feilong jumped out of the water, climbed up the small stone bridge, slumped down, clinging to the arched bridge deck, opened its dragon's mouth facing the flowers and plants by the pool, and let out a bunch of flames with a "wow"!The faucet swings left and right, and the tongue of fire sweeps in a fan shape, but the wonderful thing is that the tongue of fire only touches the flowers and plants by the pool, but never ignites them.

You Ming's eyes lit up!

The little Feilong victoriously shook its tentacles again, only to hear a few crackling sounds, and a small blue-purple lightning "beep" flew over, split a pebble by the pool together, and landed next to You Ming, blasting the ground into a small pit.

You Ming smiled, caressed Xiaokeng, and pondered Xiao Feilong's childlike heart, feeling extremely happy.

After a while, Mowei brought a basin of clean warm water and three trays of fresh refreshments. You Ming hugged the little Feilong back, took a warm bath for him while it struggled slightly, and then summoned a breeze to dry it off, and then simply Lie on the ground, let the little Feilong lie between his chest and abdomen, and feed it snacks while talking to it.

"Not long ago you were still in Daddy's womb, now you are two years old in a blink of an eye, you have your own thoughts, and you have learned so many spells." You Ming gently pointed at Xiao Feilong's head, "When Daddy was pregnant with you I don’t care enough for you. Even though I really want to care about you now, but the official business is really complicated. Your Fengxuan dad is very dissatisfied with dad. I don’t know if he scolded dad with you. But don’t worry, as long as dad is free, he will definitely accompany you. As for more company, you... just wait a little longer, okay?"

Little Feilong held a plate of refreshments and gnawed intently, not listening at all, but this did not prevent Nether from confiding, it was rare to be free, and being by Xiaofeilong's side again, he put down all his precautions for a while, and couldn't bear the words in his heart Live rolling.

"Your father, Fengxuan, has a strange and irritable temper. He always thinks of things in anger. It's really troublesome to get along with, but... Hey, in short, you must not be like him, and don't be like me. My temper is not good either, too boring. , Occasionally say something, but it can never be said in other people's hearts." You Ming looked at the appearance of the little Feilong eating happily, and smiled lovingly and helplessly, "My words are also interesting, you are our child, but I don't want to You are like us." Seeing that the little Feilong was about to eat an empty plate, and You Ming brought another fuller plate to his stomach, the little Feilong chirped a few times happily, and put the round dragon head on the plate. Li rolled happily and continued to eat and drink, and You Ming watched the opportunity to pour tea on the plate to prevent him from choking.

"Speaking of which, you are already two years old, why can't you speak, and can't change into a human form? Your strength is obviously very strong, and you have mastered so many spells. It stands to reason that you should have been able to speak in form long ago. What's going on? ? Is it too delicious to be lazy?" You Ming muttered to himself.To be honest, although he has this doubt, he is not really anxious. He is very tolerant to the little Feilong. Even if it can never speak or change shape, it doesn't matter. Anyway, with him and Fengxuan, they will always care about it and take care of it. it.

After wolfing down the three plates of refreshments, the little Feilong lay down on You Ming's belly and fell asleep soundly, and You Ming rested on his arm as a pillow, taking a nap with his son.

It was already noon when he woke up, and the little Feilong shrank into a ball, with the dragon's head buried under its claws.You Ming sat up and gently stroked the little Feilong's back, "Son, wake up, I've slept long enough, let's go play somewhere else." Under the broad palm, the little Feilong twisted his body, drooping his hands. Eyelids, "chirp" in a low voice.

You Ming was shocked immediately!

Little Feilong has always been a dead sleeper, and usually calls a dozen or twenty times. After half waking up, he reluctantly makes a fuss for a while. After you give him various benefits and attract its interest, he will wobble. The body trembled, the dragon beard breathed out the dragon's breath, and stood up.The abnormal appearance of being aggrieved by this touch is clearly... uncomfortable!

You Ming hugged the little Feilong, and the little Feilong bowed his head a few times, "Wow" and curled up limply.You Ming looked at it over and over again, and then released a demonic aura to investigate. He was not injured, and his whole body was fine, and he was able to eat and sleep just now, why did he suddenly become sick? !You Ming broke out in a sweat, and ordered the magic guard to invite the medical officer, and flew to the bedroom with the child in his arms.

Although Xiaofeilong is small, as the prince of the devil world, it has a big and lovely bedroom.You Ming put it on the round light feather soft couch, the little Feilong still buried his head under his claws, the dragon's tail moved slightly sadly.Soon the medical officer arrived, You Ming immediately stepped aside and watched anxiously as the medical officer examined the little Feilong from head to toe.

"How is it? Why the sudden lack of energy?"

"Reporting to His Majesty the Demon King, the little prince has had enough food." The medical officer bowed and said.

"What?!" You Ming was taken aback.

The doctor said: "May I ask His Majesty the Demon King, what did the little prince eat just now? How much?"

"Teas, three dishes." You Ming said, "It used to eat a lot, and the three dishes of teas only slightly exceeded its appetite, so it shouldn't be so serious, right?"

"When the little prince went to look for you, he had just finished eating two large bowls of breakfast." The demon attendant who was in charge of taking care of the little Feilong said timidly.

Nether: "..."

Being so unclear about the child's daily life, You Ming suddenly felt a little hot.

The medical officer said again: "Now it is time to ask the dining room first to see what ingredients the little prince eats for tea, and then make the decoction."

You Ming nodded quickly, "Quick then."

Not long after, the cook from the dining room arrived and heard that the refreshments he made had spoiled the little prince. The five big and three rough cooks were trembling, but there was still deep grievance in their words: "Well, my subordinate heard that the demon king is coming. , just want to serve well, so among the three plates of refreshments, two plates are prepared in a very large amount, and special ingredients suitable for the cultivation of the Jiao clan are added, and the other plate is smaller and less in quantity, which is for the little prince. This subordinate thinks that His Majesty the Demon King will know it when he sees and hears it... It's all to blame, it's all to blame for the subordinate's self-assertion and not explaining it clearly! It's all to the subordinate's fault!"

Nether: "..."

After all, I still blame myself.

"That's all." You Ming said, "You have good intentions, I shouldn't blame you, just prepare the medicine as soon as possible, so that the little prince can recover."

The cook is very grateful, and checked the ingredients with the medical officer.After the soup was prepared, Little Feilong felt bitter and refused to drink it, You Ming comforted him softly, and promised him more candied fruit frosting after he recovered, finally coaxing him to take the medicine.

You Ming blamed himself for making the little Feilong sick as soon as he arrived, so he took care of the little guy even more meticulously, staying close to the round couch, always paying attention to the little Feilong's sickness, and gently rubbing his belly occasionally, Alleviate the intolerance of food accumulation.After a few days, Xiao Feilong improved a lot, but his appearance was a little messy.

The rest period is approaching, and You Ming is anxious again.

He wanted to accompany Xiao Feilong, but the affairs of the demon world could not be left alone. He looked at Xiao Feilong on the couch who had just recovered from illness and was lying on the couch, fiddled with the bamboo ball with his four claws. After a thousand times in his heart, he finally touched him. The top of his head said: "Can you go back to the demon world with Daddy? Daddy will also build a playground for you and put more things in it, okay?"

Little Feilong didn't answer, and only played with himself.

You Ming leaned over and asked again: "Did you hear what Daddy said? If you think it's okay, just nod."

Little Feilong raised his eyelids to look at You Ming, but continued playing with the ball.

You Ming hesitated for a moment, then gritted his teeth and said: "Then... Daddy will take it as your acquiescence." Picking up the little Feilong, he was about to sway away when a red light flashed in the sky, and the Lord Mojun, who was busy with magic affairs and never showed up, finally coming.

"You can go, the child stays." Feng Xuan said coldly with narrow eyes.

Hearing this, You Ming suddenly became angry, but unexpectedly, the anger was still filled with resentment, grievance and longing. After rubbing his intestines, scratching his stomach, scratching his heart and lungs, and repeatedly torturing him, the first words he said subconsciously I never even thought of--

"The child has been sick for a few days, but you didn't even come to see him?"

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