I'm really not a princess!

The dragon waited for the little prince in the room for a long time.

He wanted to go out, but when he opened the door, he found a maid standing by the door.

"Sir?" the maid asked cautiously, "Do you want to take a bath?"

Dragon: "?"

"Your Highness ordered that if you want to take a bath, I will prepare hot water for you."

The evil dragon stared at her blankly for a while, until the maid's scalp went numb.

The actual dragon is thinking about the problem and quickly giving the answer.

"Cold water." After a while, he added, "Thank you."

When the little prince returned to the room, the dragon had just finished his bath and was drying his hair in his bathrobe.

It wasn't until he saw the dragon that the little prince's anxiety dissipated slightly.

Just a headache.

"Are you taking a cold shower?" Although spring has arrived, the weather is still a bit cold.

The little prince was faintly angry.

The dragon said he was afraid that he would be cold, but he was not ambiguous about himself.

"It's very hot here." The evil dragon explained to him, "It's still very fragrant."

The little prince was taken aback for a moment, and said vigilantly, "I have nothing to hide."

The evil dragon laughed, but didn't speak any more, and sat by the bed holding the little prince.

The dragon's body was icy cold after taking a cold bath, and they were so close that the little prince could even feel the steam coming towards his face.

"It's so comfortable." He lowered his head, and put his cheek against the dragon's arm.

The action is very intimate.

The evil dragon didn't expect him to do this, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

The little prince looked up at him with question marks all over his face.

One person and one dragon make eye contact.

The little prince: what are you doing?

Dragon: Stay away from me.

The little prince: what do you mean?

The dragon blinked: You didn't take a bath.

little Prince:……

The little prince never expected that he would be disgusted by the dragon who lived in the open air for decades.

"No." The little prince was talking, and he grabbed the dragon's arm and gnawed it.

As a result, the dragon's skin was too thick and its muscles were too strong, and the little prince who gnawed on it didn't leave any trace of toothache.

"You have to bite here." The evil dragon pointed at his neck, "It's softer here."

The little prince said "Oh" and showed his neat white teeth unceremoniously.

The evil dragon would not dislike him for being dirty, so he stretched his neck obediently.

But it took a long time for the little prince to "open his mouth".

He wants to deceive me, thought the little prince.

It's definitely harder to bite there.

I will not.

"Where are my flowers?" The little prince abruptly changed the subject, "Where are my stars?"

"There." The evil dragon was very virtuous, and had already taken a small bottle to put the flowers in.

The little prince moved to the bedside to look at his gypsophila.

The dragon stared at him silently.

In the garden just now, there was only the soft light of the moonlight, and half of the little prince's face was always hidden in the darkness, so it was hard to see clearly.At this moment, the candlelight was bright, making his side face sharp and angular, like a work of art polished by a craftsman for many years.

He also smelled the sweet and greasy aroma of red wine from the little prince's body, mixed with the original fragrance in the room, it became an inexplicable fragrance, not strong, but it made his heart tremble.

He experienced the feeling before again, his throat was dry and his heart beat faster.

want to drink water.

He didn't hear the dragon speak for a long time, and the little prince looked back at him, and was slamming into the dragon's eyes.

There were complex emotions in those eyes, and the little prince couldn't quite understand them.

It's a bit like the look in the knight's eyes when he saw the roast suckling pig that day when he was extremely hungry.

Am I like a suckling pig?

The little prince thought hard.

"You..." The little prince broke the silence, "What's wrong with you?"

"Are you hungry?"

The evil dragon shook his head, and said after a while: "I'm a little thirsty."

The little prince looked around and saw that his silly maid was very obedient and brought some food, and only food.

He jumped out of bed and went to find the maid who was guarding the door.

It turned out that the knight was outside.

"Your Highness." The knight poked his head out silently, wanting to look inside, "Are you okay?"

He felt that the little prince's complexion was not very good, and his lips were pale.

The little prince wondered why he asked, "It's good, I want to drink water."

"Someone will fetch it later... I like your dragon in it?"

At first, the little prince was quite cheerful when he heard this sentence, but he frowned again when he heard the latter sentence, "How do you know?"

The knight looked serious, "Who else would you bring into your room besides him?"

The little prince has a very high sense of private territory.

Hearing this, the little prince stopped talking and was about to close the door with his backhand.

"Listen, Your Highness." The knight looked serious, "Do you remember what the mermaid taught you, you are not allowed to kiss before you are an adult, do you understand?"

The little prince rolled his eyes without royal etiquette, and closed the door with a "bang".

He turned around, startled by the evil dragon who didn't know when he was standing behind him.

"What's wrong?" The little prince patted his chest, "You scared me."

The evil dragon's cheeks were flushed, and the moisture on his body had already dissipated, and the temperature emitted by the body in front of him seemed to be higher than his own.Upon closer inspection, the dragon's eyes were bloodshot red.

Is he... crying?

This made the little prince's sluggish mind even more dizzy.

The evil dragon just stared at him, and after a while, it suddenly stretched out its hand to grab the back of the little prince's neck, stepped forward with its long legs, and pushed him straight against the door.

There was a slight knocking sound from the door panels.

The little prince was forced to raise his head, the line from his jaw to his neck was smooth, as fragile as a dragon could break with a slight twist.

"Hmm." The little prince had difficulty speaking, "Mr. Dragon..."

The evil dragon turned his head and rubbed the little prince's cheek.

He couldn't help it.

"Al." The little prince heard the dragon's voice, very soft, as if it came from far away, "I want to kiss you."

The author says:

Harm, there is a contract between Heidi and Arnold, there is no way for the dragon to leave the dragon knight.