dragon pen

People say that Master Zhu Jiuyin, the ancestor of the Twelve Witches, has a bad temper, and if he disagrees with him, he will ruin the world——Zhang Ziyao didn't care about it before, it's just a stupid dragon, can he go to the sky with his tail up?

until today.

………………………… Zhang Ziyao found that it really works.

I don't want my Arhat wife anymore; I don't care about anything in the mansion; I mean, sit cross-legged on the couch, call three or five old partners of the dragon clan, drink tea, play chess and chat, the life of the old dragon is very happy...

Zhang Ziyao had nothing to do with him.

Before anything happened, it was Zhu Jiuyin who followed him and coaxed him, but now it's all right, it's completely upside down - but he's not the same as Zhang Ziyao's soft ears, he's not good at anything, Zhang Ziyao Whatever he said, he just twisted his head to the side, drooping his eyelashes, who knew if he was sleeping or in a daze.

Zhang Ziyao tried hard——

"Zhu Jiuyin, don't push yourself too hard. Back then you left me and left by yourself."

"The first is not that life or death is uncertain, but that you are walking away alive and kicking. At least you know that I am still alive and you don't have to worry about it;" Zhu Jiuyin sat cross-legged in front of the chessboard, lowered her head and set the chessboard. The egg was sandwiched between their feet , "Second, I didn't save you an egg when I left."

"...You can still count one, two, three, four. None of us would want to live if we didn't push you away at that time. You don't know—and what's wrong with the egg, isn't the egg okay? If you ignore me again, you will never die in the future." Don't make me angry, or I will be as difficult to coax as you, and you will be so angry that you can't sleep."

The corner of Zhu Jiuyin's mouth curled up, and he could make people squint at him angrily: "There is a future for the two of us?"

“…………………………”

Zhang Ziyao almost died of anger.

I can't wait to drag this demon dragon to any place where I can be educated by force, and then I can talk about it after being beaten... However, I glanced at the egg in his arms, and my tone suddenly softened: "From now on, our little cub will not be born as a child. Single-parent families, how much influence is bad, right?"

While talking, Zhang Ziyao also climbed onto the couch, and reached out to touch Zhu Jiuyin's flat and firm belly: "Does it hurt when you take the egg out?"

While talking, warm hands rubbed the man's lower abdomen, but he went down dishonestly, and could feel the man's breath suffocating--the dragon's nature is obscene, it seems that there is something going on--Zhang Ziyao's eyes lit up, and he always felt as if he had found something The doorway, so he increased the strength of his hand, through the gorgeous robe on the man's body, grabbed the man's clothes with a strange and tentative way, and pressed his warm palm on his lower abdomen...

Kneaded.

Slide carefully again.

I can feel that the person he is half leaning on is tensed up at this time, and the breath sprayed on the back of his neck is gradually burning hot - the temperature of the covered area is also rising, and you can feel the ups and downs, It seems to be getting more and more enthusiastic...

"What you are touching is my lord."

A cold voice sounded.

In the next second, Zhang Ziyao felt himself being lifted up and placed firmly on the ground.

The man on the couch spread out his robes, put the eggs in his arms into the arms of the black-haired boy who was stunned by the couch, and then turned his head: "Go out and play, don't be an eyesore here, Ao Guang will come down later." Chess... walk well, don't drop the egg, you will lose your life if it is broken."

Zhang Ziyao said "oh", and looked down at the egg in his arms: the cub has not been born yet, he has become a mess.

The black pupils flickered and dimmed, and he lowered his head and went out listlessly... When he left, he was so depressed and immersed in his own world that he couldn't drive away like before, so he also I didn't notice that for the first time in these days, the person who was sitting on the couch and driving him away actually kept staring at him until he turned around and quietly closed the door.

……

Holding the egg and walking to the gate of the mansion, Zhang Ziyao met Su Lian who was standing in front of Zhu Jiuyin's mansion. The two compared each other, and felt a little bit emotional about meeting again after thousands of years.

Zhang Ziyao: "Niu Niu, why don't you come in?"

Su Lian: "Then Lai Pilong won't let me in."

Su Lian: "Why are you outside?"

Zhang Ziyao: "Then Lai Pilong drove me out."

Five seconds of silence.

When the two met their eyes again, apart from the emotion of reuniting after thousands of years, there was also a kind of sympathy in their eyes, similar to——

——Does your family have a mental retardation?

——…Yeah, yeah, what a coincidence, yours also has them?

Su Lian was taller than Zhang Ziyao remembered, and his outline became more mature. He has become a handsome man not inferior to Zhu Jiuyin—this appearance must be very popular even in the sky. Zhang Ziyao hugged him Damn, thinking of the trembling calf locked in a box all those years ago, I suddenly felt the joy of "my family has a baby who is just growing up", and stretched out his hand to pull Su Lian in with a smile: Zhong Shan Zhu Jiu The mansion of the underworld, unless invited by the owner, can only be forcibly broken into.

Zhu Jiuyin refused to let Su Lian in, but Zhang Ziyao was recognized by Zhu Jiuyin in black and white as the second master of the family, so he pulled lightly like this, and Su Lian came in.

in the study.

Zhu Jiuyin said "hmm", dropped a sunspot, but frowned.

"What's wrong?" Ao Guang asked.

"The unsightly things were picked up by that little idiot of Ben Jun's family who loves to pick up rags," the man raised his eyebrows and said, "I really want to throw them both out together."

"Are you still angry?"

"Ah."

"Postpartum depression." Ao Guang dropped Bai Zi.

"..." Zhu Jiuyin followed up with another sunspot, and with a "click", said flatly, "You fart."

"The egg is really white."

"Well, Zhu Jiuyin is going to die of anger." Zhang Ziyao touched the egg in his arms, "I don't mean to hatch the egg, and I don't know if it will be a little dragon or a little bald donkey. It's too bad, in this case, it's better to be an egg temporarily until I'm mentally prepared."

While talking, the egg in Zhang Ziyao's arms shook——

As if protesting.

Very good, this offends another one——you have the same hatred as your mentally retarded father, at least you are pregnant... How many months did you give birth?

"Did Zhu Jiuyin ignore you?" Su Lian looked at Zhang Ziyao who was holding the egg, "I heard that he was thinking about you like crazy, and almost went to tear down the roof of the Western Pure Land, but he didn't find the door ..."

"...I'll make a bad face when I come back," Zhang Ziyao sighed sadly, "I don't know what to do."

Su Lian thought about it seriously.

Then seriously suggest: "Let's have sex."

Zhang Ziyao: "???"

Zhang Ziyao thought for a while, and told Su Lian what he did just now. The central thought was: He just wanted to overthrow Zhu Jiuyin first. Besides, but that Laipilong was able to change the life attitude of the dragon's inherent obscenity, and his evil roots raised his head, so he reined in the precipice in time and drove him out of the study.

Su Lian: "Are you a monk or is he a monk?"

Zhang Ziyao scratched his head in embarrassment and laughed.

Su Lian thought for a while, and then made another suggestion. Zhang Ziyao's eyes lit up when he heard it.

……

That day, the sun was setting.

Seeing off Ao Guang, Zhu Jiuyin turned around and saw the little painter standing under the burning red sunset, his black hair was dyed a beautiful golden red, he was smiling, and the whole person looked at him. It's peaceful and peaceful.

"Jiujiu," Zhang Ziyao walked into Zhujiuyin holding the egg, "Are you hungry?"

He became a Buddha at the age of 16.

His appearance and height didn't change any more. The young Arhat raised his head to look at the tall silver-haired man in front of him. His face was reflected in the black pupils, which was very clear.

Zhu Jiu's heart jumped with a "bang bang".

He moved his eyes away: "I'm full of you."

As soon as the words fell, he was pulled by the sleeves, and the slightly heavy egg was carefully put into his arms. The boy pulled him and walked to the fire kitchen on his own: "I'm afraid you will be hungry after playing chess, let the frog steward prepare it." I got the ingredients, ready to make some bean paste buns, and then some dumplings..."

In the kitchen, not to mention the frog butler, there is not a single ghost, but there are really half-closed noodles on the chopping board——

Zhu Jiuyin hugged the egg, leaned against the kitchen door, stepped on the threshold arrogantly with one foot, looked down at Zhang Ziyao as if he was about to see what kind of trick he was going to do - but saw that the latter just smiled at him, So he went to the chopping board, picked up his sleeves and continued to knead.

Zhu Jiuyin felt a little bored after watching it for a while.

But he didn't go away either.

At first, his eyes were on the ball of dough that was gradually forming, and then after a little distraction, he began to glance around - first glanced at the slender and white arms of the young man; accompanied by a slight shrugging of the shoulders; the lines were soft and even The side of the face showing a trace of youthfulness; the butterfly bones that are gently agitated because of the ups and downs...

"..."

Zhu Jiuyin's eyes paused, and he stood up from the laziness of leaning against the door.

——Zhang Ziyao always wears three layers of rough cloth on the inside and three layers on the outside. With that kind of texture, how could it be possible to see the butterfly bone on his back...

The man's gaze slid down his tailbone.

came to his hip.

Between the round buttocks, the clothes collapsed slightly, revealing a shallow gully.

Zhu Jiuyin: "..."

The red eyes turned into a deep dark red.

Zhu Jiuyin stood up and walked over to the young man standing by the chopping board, letting her tall figure cover him——

"Zhang Ziyao, you are so flirtatious that you don't even have your underwear on. You walk around in a big monster's mansion with only your outer robe on. Does the Buddha know that?"