Start with a kun

Xiang Shen was politely invited to Dragon Palace.

Yes, literally, the palace where the dragon lives.

Next to him was a cool guy with a stinky face, Xiang Shen was a guest, and he was going home.

Oh, by the way, his name is Ying Sheng, the prince of the Dragon Clan.

A prince who was so disgusted by all Zulong people.

No matter what you do, trouble No.1, the second stage of severe middle school, you say east and he faces west, you beat a dog and he chases a chicken, his temper is as stubborn as a donkey, and he is a little devil who is not afraid of the sky and the earth when he was young .

Now that he has grown up, if he removes the word "little", he becomes a standard devil incarnation.

Xiang Shen was silent for a moment after listening to the entourage's introduction.

Then, ask sincerely: "Is there a surname Ao in your ancestors?"

How can this be from Queen Shi, who obviously used the old version of the third prince's skin-scratching script.

The irritable and cool brother wiped the drool on his face, and opened his mouth: "You fucking..."

The language was unbearable, so Xiang Shen automatically blocked it.

The entourage hurriedly said: "Your Highness, the water has been put away, you should go and wash it quickly, it is almost smelly."

The first half was very polite, but the second half was full of disgust.

Said to Shen Xin, I'm afraid Brother Ku is going to blow up.

But Ying Sheng just gave them a vicious look, didn't stay for a second, and strode away directly.

Look at the back, very eager.

Looking back at Shen, he asked politely, "Excuse me, what is Your Majesty looking for from me?"

The Dragon Palace in his impression still stays on the shrimp soldiers and crab generals and the moving rockery on TV when he was a child.Now I have become a fish that devours everything... Ah no, it is Kun, what is the Dragon King looking for him for?

Maybe they still need a gatekeeper?

The entourage shook his head: "How could I know His Majesty's decision. Just follow me."

So, full of doubts, Xiang Shen came to the study.

As soon as he entered the door, a long-haired man with a height of nearly two meters strode over and held his hands excitedly: "I've been waiting for you for a long time, sit down quickly!"

Xiang Shen: "... Hello."

He was shocked by the height and enthusiasm of the Dragon King Superman at the same time, and his mind was blank for a while, and he didn't even hear what the other party said next.

When he came back to his senses, he only heard the last sentence——

"We will provide you with a guarantee of board and lodging. How about you being my son's bodyguard?"

Shocked to Shen Hu's body.

When the four words "room and board guarantee" came out, it was deafening!

Where is the Dragon King?

This is obviously the Goddess of Mercy who saved the world and helped people!

"I agree." He replied quickly, fearing that this free civil servant job would be ruined in the next second.

"—so, when do we sign the contract?"

The Dragon King sat on the seat, watching him condescendingly sign his name on the contract without hesitation, with complicated eyes.

Xiang Shen put down his pen and looked at the seat under his buttocks which was at least a section shorter than his own, with the same complicated eyes.

"I don't want to force you." The Dragon King sighed, "But you may not understand that Ah Sheng is... more stubborn."

"No, I understand."

Xiang Shenshen nodded, then suddenly realized, and immediately changed his words: "Uh, I mean, I understand that my task is difficult. Don't worry, I will definitely protect His Highness the Crown Prince."

Although he can't carry it on his shoulders, he has a huge mouth that swallows whales.

Xiang Shen: A man at the top of the food chain is never in vain.

The Dragon King asked in surprise, "Did you make a mistake?"

"I hired you as a bodyguard, not to protect Ah Sheng," he said in a very painful tone, "to protect my poor people, understand?"

Xiang Shen: "...Understood."

He knows shit.

But the contract has already been signed. If he repents at this time, according to the liquidated damages, he may not even be able to eat a full meal in the next 20 years.

——This is a conservatively calculated result based on his current appetite.

Xiang Shen was a little desperate, thinking that he should first order a circle, pull Duan Hongling, and then tie two sky-high bows?

The shape of the third prince Nezha must have some evil spirit effect.

No matter how bad it is, if you are in a hurry, the red silk can also be tied to the beam of the house, and it can be used to hang around the neck.

The voice of the entourage successfully interrupted the thoughts that were flying in his mind like a galloping horse.

"Your Majesty, Your Highness is here."

The Dragon King held his forehead deeply, and groaned in pain: "...let him in."

Xiang Shen silently looked at his eyebrows that could kill a fly.

This is your son, why don't you dislike him so much.

He felt more and more that his future was bleak, but at the same time he was very curious - what did Ying Sheng do that made his father unbearable to him?

Under the exclamation of his entourage, Ying Sheng, who had just taken a shower, kicked open the door of the study, with his hands in his pockets and leather boots, with his wet hair on his head. , came in with extreme arrogance.

It should be matched with bgm here: "Superstar in Chaos"

Xiang Shen only glanced at him, then immediately looked away.

Okay, he understands now, this dude just owes the draw, nothing else.

Ying Sheng glanced at Xiang Chen who was obediently sitting on the seat over there with disgust, then turned to ask the Dragon King, "Old man, what do you want me to do?"

Dragon King: "This... Actually, it's nothing else, I just want you to get acquainted with it in advance. In short, this Mr. Xiang Shen will be your bodyguard from now on. You should get along well..."

"I won't do it!"

Ying Sheng interrupted him loudly: "Old man, are you dizzy? What kind of bodyguard do I need?"

"You are a prince anyway, and you will soon be an adult, and I don't have any other sons. The next Dragon King... is always yours. Take precautions, you have to take some measures..."

Xiang Shen complained in his heart expressionlessly:

Your Majesty, do you know how desperate the expression on your face was when you said the words "The next Dragon King will always be yours" just now.

This is not the expression of watching the new emperor enthroned at all.

This is a foreshadowing of the country's subjugation.

Ying Sheng is not blind, of course he also saw his father's reluctance.

But for some reason, his anger seemed to be poured on by a pot of cold water, and most of it was extinguished in an instant.

With a cold face, he pointed his gun at Xiang Shen: "Anyway, I don't want to see you on this planet again. From now on, get lost as far as you can!"

After finishing speaking, he turned and slammed the door and left.

With a bang, the Dragon Palace shook three times.

Dragon King looked like he was about to have a heart attack.

Xiang Shen slowed down, thought about the wording, and said to the old man in a tactful tone: "Your Royal Highness, you really have a true temperament."

The Dragon King sighed: "I apologize to you on behalf of Ah Sheng. He is really not bad at heart, but his mouth is unforgiving and his actions are too impulsive... Well, it's also my fault for indulging him too much back then."

"It's okay," Xiang Shen showed a mysterious smile, "I don't blame him."

The Dragon King looked at him puzzled, but Xiang Shen maintained his composure, smiling without saying a word.

Do you know what happened to the last person who said to him, "Roll as far as you can?"

Xiang Shen walked out of the Dragon Palace, the sun was shining outside, the clouds were light and the wind was light, and the sky was clear.

He looked at Ying Sheng who was straddling the cool concept motorcycle and wearing a helmet from a distance, the corners of his lips slightly raised.

——In the end, that person became his own licking dog. He would not face west when he said he was facing east, and he would not throw chickens when he said he was beating a dog.

Brother Xiang, you are soft-tempered, slow-tempered, and tyrannical and disobedient.

What's more, Xiang Shen thought about it carefully, and he didn't seem to know that he had read in that book before, saying that the kun feeds on fish and shrimp, but the jiaolong is also on its recipe.

So looking at it from another angle, isn't this His Royal Highness the equivalent of his own food reserves?

As a native resident of a flower planter, Xiang Shen watched Ying Sheng's far away back, and silently sucked his saliva.

I don't know how dragon meat tastes... I really want to try it.