Crying Dragon Aobing

"General, how are you going to take it away?" Miria asked, crossing her chest.

"Let's just cook it in a pot..." Ao Bing walked in, holding the dragon egg. As soon as he entered the door, the machines emitting sound waves all around suddenly sounded alarms.

"Oops..." Miria's complexion changed, and Ao Bing silently retracted his feet, muttering in his heart, "I can't blame me."

The general glanced at him and said nothing.

Miria walked to the machine and started debugging, but the moment the sound wave was out of balance, the baby dragon had already woken up.

"Roar!" After the deep dragon moan, the boy fell out of the completely shattered dragon egg, and the egg liquid was slowly absorbed. He raised his head and blinked a pair of amber-like eyes. What threat does he have.

Qionglian's eyes swept over, Ao Bing lowered his head and raised his hands to cover his face, restraining the breath of his whole body, if he recognized this clingy thing, it would be annoying to death.

"Bada..." The saliva fell to the ground, and Qionglian got up with her bare buttocks and staggered and grabbed the corner of the general's clothes, her eyes were wide open, full of nympho looks, "Big beauty... .”

Ao Bing parted his fingers and looked at the appalling scene, and sighed, Qionglian, an unbelievable thing, couldn't hold back as soon as she saw a good-looking skin, she didn't care about the dragon's face at all, and she didn't know who she looked like.

Miria looked at the young dragon who was hugging the general's thigh and didn't let go, shrugged her shoulders stiffly, "Why don't you just take it away like this..." I never expected that the thing they had been guarding for so long would wake up Is it like this?This is the Eastern Dragon?

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"Charles... gauze..." Lei Ting sat on the table in the meeting room and wrapped the wound on his arm with gauze.

Long Ming, who had already woken up, sat on the wheelchair and looked at him, "Now you know the harm of talking too much nonsense? Those evolved aliens are not so easy to deal with."

Lei Ting raised his eyebrows, tied a knot seriously, and then the gauze that wasn't tightly wrapped fell down again, "It's normal to have something wrong...Charles...What brand is this gauze? It's not tightly wrapped. not on."

"Sir, I don't think this has anything to do with the brand, you'd better go to the research room to find it..." The armor's eyes flickered as he spoke, "The general is back."

"..." Lei Ting glanced at his unwrapped wound, and turned his gaze to Charles, "This may be the only time I offered to wear you. Learn to cherish opportunities, Charles."

As soon as Lei Ting put on his battle armor, the door of the meeting room opened. He showed his white teeth and looked over, then frowned, "Charles... am I wrong?"

"No, sir, you read that right, the general is holding a child in his arms," ​​the system explained solemnly.

Lei Ting reached out to bite his nails, but he raised his hand and touched the shell of the battle armor, so he had to put it down first, "...is this normal?"

"Eh... sir, I'm just an intelligent system, I can't answer this question."

"Your skin is so slippery...Beautiful...Qionglian likes you the most..." The child in the general's arms rubbed against the general's neck, "Don't leave Qionglian, okay? I really like you..."

"Charles...let me go..." Thunder's sea-blue eyes grew even bluer.

"Oh...sir...it's not quite..."

"Don't make me count down to... three..."

"Okay, sir, don't cut off my circuit again, but I have to give you a suggestion... Oh! Sir..." Charles looked at Thunderbolt who was thrown to the ground by his hastily opened the armor, and his voice suddenly became quieter Many, "... sorry, too smart is always easy to operate mistakes, you know."

"Damn it..." Lei Ting got up, the general was already approaching, he suddenly froze, "I... that... I want to hug him!"

"Him?" The general glanced at the pretty young dragon in his arms, and flatly rejected the request, "No."

Lei Ting showed an aggrieved expression, "Then... I want to hug you?"

The general silently stretched out a hand to hug Lei Ting into his arms. Qiong Lian stared at the extra face next to her and widened her eyes for a while, then suddenly stretched out her immature hand and touched Lei Ting's red face. One, "This is also pretty, I want to kiss..."

It was the first time Long Ming, who was sitting next to him like a melon-eating crowd, saw the general's face turn dark... He silently pushed his wheelchair and moved himself backwards.

"Ah... brother... save me..." Qiong Lian suddenly changed her face when she saw the beautiful woman who was still amiable just now. Beauty, he lost his temper...it was terrible..."

Ao Bing grabbed the young man in front of him, and spread his hands to the general, "I don't know him, please go ahead."

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