I'm really not a princess!

When walking halfway, under the strong request of the little prince, the dragon let the little prince down.

The little prince held the hem of the skirt with one hand, and the rattan bow that was used to decorate the dragon's waist with the other.

"What are we doing here?" The little prince had to look up to see the dragon's chin. "This mountain is so high, how long will it take?"

The dragon snatched back the "tortured" cane from the little prince's hand, and said stiffly, "Walk."

This is the court bow that the little prince tied for the dragon after carefully looking at the clothes the dragon made for him two days ago.

The evil dragon carefully protected it for several days, but today it was dragged away by him.

I was too embarrassed to ask him to tie it again.

Dragons are annoying.

The little prince didn't notice it.

After trying to touch the cane again and being slapped back, the little prince was wronged.

The little prince: "Why don't you give me a hand?"

Dragon: "Can't you go by yourself?"

The little prince motioned him to bow his head: "Look at how long my skirt is."

The evil dragon had no expression on his face: "I asked you to change the short skirt before you came up, but you didn't change it yourself."

little Prince:"……"

seems like it.

But as a prince, he is forced to wear skirts for life, so how can he still wear short skirts? !

When the evil dragon saw his fat white legs, he wanted to eat him even more!

Besides, that pink and tender skirt really didn't meet the prince's aesthetics.

The little prince suddenly found it difficult to live.

The little prince did not speak, but the dragon felt uncomfortable.

He heard that most girls are delicate, especially the princesses in the royal family.

If I don't let him lead me, I don't know what it will be like crying in my heart.

The evil dragon thought of the little prince who had just cried "snot and tears".

His heart, which was as cold as a stone, cracked a little.

That's all, if he cries later, he won't have a handkerchief to wipe his tears.

Thinking so, the evil dragon silently brought his hand to the little prince.

The little prince looked at him puzzled.

"Whether to hold or not?" said the evil dragon, "It's none of my business when I wrestle."

The little prince's eyes lit up, and he immediately grabbed the dragon's hand.

From the perspective of the dragon, you can see the golden hair standing on the head of the little prince.

Well, this princess still has redeeming qualities.

At least it's cute.

After walking for a while, the little prince had another whim.

"I see my sister, when she wears a skirt in the palace, she is always supported by someone." The little prince gestured to the dragon, "This way... just like this, I am holding your arm."

His sister didn't wear skirts very often, and almost every time she wore them, there was a knight supporting her.

He couldn't understand before, why don't you just wear a skirt and have to support him all the way.

until he puts on the dress himself—

The little prince hated having to walk.

The dragon frowned.

Why are there so many things going on?

Then the dragon was forcibly pulled down, and the little prince put his hand in his arms.

There was indeed a great difference in height between the two of them. The evil dragon straightened up uncooperatively, and the little prince was hanging on his arm like a hanging basket.

"Ah, my hand." The little prince yelled, "My dress!"

The evil dragon looked down, and the little prince's beautiful aqua blue dress was scratched several times because he didn't use the hem of the skirt.

Tsk, why is there such a princess who bothers dragons!

Then the evil dragon bent down again, "Is that all right?"

The little prince dared not speak, but nodded.

Dragon: "Pick up your skirt."

The little prince lifted his skirt.

Anyway, shut up.

The dragon sighed.

The two lived in peace for a while.

Probably because the evil dragon felt that this position was very difficult, the little prince poked his arm, "You don't need to support me."

The dragon glanced at him.

The little prince: "It's awkward to walk like this... isn't it?"

Evil Dragon: "..."

What on earth is your princess thinking?

The dragon lost all patience, hugged the little prince by the waist and pinched his arm.

The little prince turned his face down in an instant, he was really startled, and his face turned red.

"Don't move around." The dragon slapped the little prince on the head, "I'll throw this for you later."

The author says:

The dragon eats the little prince: Clean up the clothes of the little prince, put them on a beautiful gold plate, sprinkle some cumin powder, stick it in with a fork, and eat it in one bite (no).

Dragon: I can eat ten such little princes!

Forget it, our little prince is not yet of age.