I'm really not a princess!

The next morning.

"Take it." The dragon pulled out a cup of warm milk from behind and handed it to the little prince, "Drink it."

The little prince was confused: "Where did you get the milk?"

The dragon didn't answer, but he thought of the cow he bought in the town.

He thought it was the dragon's extra meal.

It turned out to be for me!

The little prince had tears in his eyes, "Mr. Dragon, you are so kind."

The dragon's wheat-colored skin was slightly red.

The evil dragon is a cow specially bought for the little prince.

I also learned how to milk a cow. I milked the milk early in the morning, boiled it slowly several times on a low heat, and then gave it to the little prince.

In fact, according to the evil dragon, just drink it directly, how can it be so delicate.

Thinking about it later, after all, I raised a princess.

Harm, people have snatched it, and it’s impossible to send it back, so let’s keep it like this.

The little prince drank all the milk.

The dragon has been keen on making all kinds of things for the little prince recently, and now he is sitting in his gold pile and working again.

"Mr. Dragon." The little prince looked at him with his chin in his hands, "What are you doing?"

The evil dragon held a large piece of crystal in his hand, "The shield last time was not good, I'll change it to a lighter one for you."

"So make a crystal shield?"

The evil dragon asked him back, "How about a match with your crystal sword?"

The little prince nodded and smiled happily.

After lunch, the dragon took the little prince out for a walk.

It was said to be a walk, but in fact, the dragon carried the little prince and flew all the way to the highest mountain in the forest.

The little prince almost vomited in the sky, and he didn't even bother to catch the skirt flying up to his waist.

The evil dragon caught off guard and looked at half of the little prince's butt, and helped him pull down the skirt with a blank expression.

I am afraid that I have kidnapped a fake princess, so I am not reserved at all.

Even though he thought so, he still stopped and held the little prince in his arms.

After sitting on the dragon's legs and unable to touch the ground with his toes, the little prince was hit again.

He actually sat on the arm with one hand held by the evil dragon? !

No such bullies!

After landing, the little prince vomited "wow".

The dragon was very annoyed. He didn't expect the little prince to be more coquettish than he imagined. He knew it and walked up with him.

"Are you okay?" The evil dragon rolled up a leaf and used it as a cup, and made some mountain spring water for the little prince to drink.

The little prince took a gulp, then waved his hand at the dragon, "I, I'm fine..."

Evil Dragon: "Then let's continue flying when you feel better."

The little prince raised his head, his face was full of shock and bewilderment, and then he died calmly.

"Fly!" The little prince forcibly calmed down, putting on a fearless look, "I'm fine."

As a result, the little prince cried just after flying a few meters.

Crying spatteringly, tears and snot were all glued on the dragon's bare shoulders, and a little golden hair drooped down.

The dragon was at a loss.

The little prince didn't cry for so long, he almost forgot the day when he was arrested, the little prince tried to save himself by flooding the cave with tears.

"Shall we go down?" The evil dragon patted him on the back, "Don't cry."

"I don't, prince... I won't be afraid... go down! I want to vomit..."

So the dragon landed and put the little prince by the grass.

The little prince squatted for a long time, then raised his weeping face to look at the dragon, "I don't want to vomit anymore."

The evil dragon sighed, but luckily he had a handkerchief on his body before going out, and after wiping the little prince's face carelessly, he hugged the little prince up.

He doesn't plan to fly anymore, it doesn't matter if he walks up.

"Mr. Dragon." The little prince put his arms around the dragon's neck and said in a low voice, "I'm not afraid of heights, it's just that I ate too much for lunch..."

The evil dragon said "hmm".

I only ate half a roast chicken, I can eat ten of those chickens!

This is called a bit much?

The evil dragon thought helplessly.

After recovering, the little prince tugged at his lace cuff and silently wiped the skin off the dragon's shoulders.

The dragon cursed at him: "Who will wash your clothes if you dirty them?"

The little prince is very innocent: "I wash it myself."

Dragon: "And then fell down in the river again like last time?"

The little prince: "That was an accident!"

The evil dragon: "I'm always crying and crying, and I'll eat you when I turn back."

The little prince remained silent, and raised the corners of his lips.

Just eat it, thought the little prince.

I'm afraid you won't make it.