amazingly short legs

Di Yan's paws were slightly colder than ordinary people's body temperature, the sharp nails were put away, and the small paws rested on Sheng Bu's wrist, and he couldn't tell what it felt... mainly because the paws were too small up! ! !

Di Yan closed his eyes, and the others closed their breaths, waiting for the result.

After a while, Di Yan opened his eyes, with a strange expression on his small face, he stroked his beard slowly, narrowed his eyes, and tried hard to recall the past thousands of years ago.

But some things happened too long ago, he didn't worry much at that time, and he doesn't have any impression now.

"How is it? Are you happy? Do you want to be a father?" Boyi asked nervously.

Di Yan's heart skipped a beat, he didn't mean to think, it wasn't Sheng Aiqing who wanted to be a father, maybe it was him... ahhhhhh!How did that happen! ! !

There are three thousand beauties in the old dragon's harem. Could it be that someone really left him a dragon egg? !

Moribe wasn't curious about his background at first, no matter what it was, it had no effect on his life, but seeing Longer's expression, he couldn't help being curious too.

Sheng Bu asked: "How?"

The other creatures looked at Di Yan anxiously.

Di Yan suddenly grabbed Shengbu's finger, gnawed on it, and bit his fingertips.

Before Shengbu could react, Di Yan grabbed his finger and handed it to Boyi.

"Smell it, use spiritual power."

Boyi obeyed, using spiritual power to bless his nose, sniffing the blood from Shengbu's finger, and said foolishly: "Sweet, but I'm not a blood sucker, why don't you give it to the black dragon?"

The emperor glared at him and sucked your wool, this is his son!

Black Flood Dragon: "..."

He really only eats seafood.

Di Yan took a deep breath, calmed down the restlessness and uneasiness in his heart, and asked, "Is there any other smell?"

Boyi didn't understand, so he shook his head, "There is only the smell of blood, which is very similar to the breath of an adult, and it smells good."

Boyi's sense of smell is different from what the human race thinks. It's not simply that the same perfume smells the same, but the unique breath in the living beings. The breath is passed down by blood. There is no exact sameness, only the similarity derived from blood.

After hearing this, Di Yan's heart calmed down for a moment, and then it started racing again.

Really his dragon egg?His dragon eggs!

Di Yan suddenly remembered the power that exploded on him when Sheng Bu dripped his blood into the wine bottle that sealed him.

In fact, when he was just sealed, Di Yan had used illusions to lure the human race, and tried to break the seal for him, but nothing was feasible. He thought it was his own method that was wrong, but unexpectedly, it turned out to be the case.

Di Yan suddenly raised his head, looking at his little dragon with tears in his eyes.

Shengbu was frightened by the emperor's watery green eyes, and hurriedly comforted him: "What's the matter, Longer, don't cry, what's the matter?"

"follow me."

Di Yan transformed into a human form, took Sheng Bu's hand, pushed him into the small bathroom of the RV, raised his hand, and cast a barrier to prevent others from disturbing him.

Watching the bathroom door slam shut, the rest of the people, one sheep and one Jiao, were caught in the whimsical fantasies.

Boyi's eyes lit up: "Suddenly want to have a shot?"

Zhang Jun rubbed his chin: "Di Yan's expression is very weird, and he was weird because he touched Mr. Sheng and smelled blood... Could it be that they are brothers?"

Hei Jiao: "..." Does anyone still eat the freshly baked spicy chicken wings?

The bathroom is exquisitely decorated, but it's not big, and it's a little crowded when two grown men stand side by side.

Shengbu gently wrapped his arms around Di Yan's waist, and they were so close that they could see Di Yan's curly eyelashes flickering up and down seductively, and his skin was as creamy as it was, with a light and refreshing fragrance.

Moribe looked down, gradually fascinated.

Di Yan's eyes flickered slightly, and after doing a lot of psychological training for himself, he finally had the courage to tell the truth.

Di Yan: "Aiqing, no, Shengbu, I—"

Shengbu suddenly exerted strength on his arms, hugged him into his arms, bowed his head and kissed him.

Di Yan's misty eyes widened suddenly, and the words hanging in his throat were immediately choked back, looking at the little dragon who was close at hand, feeling the softness on his lips, Di Yan was not very good after drinking wine My head froze on the spot and got stuck.

What happened? ? ?

Back then when he was stabbed with a sword, it wasn't so earth-shattering, let's hear about it!

Sheng Bu just touched his lips, moved away slightly, blushed handsomely, and whispered: "Long Er, what did you want to say just now?"

"..."

...he meant to call him Papa.

But looking at Shengbu's reserved, introverted, focused and passionate gaze, what did Di Yan say?

Good fortune makes a dragon!

Seeing that he was silent, Shengbu asked, "Do you like me like this?"

Di Yan stared at him blankly, his mind still froze, still echoing: Son, I am your father, I am your father——

Moribe's expression darkened slightly: "Is that annoying?"

Di Yan finally regained his composure, and shook his head silently, how could it be possible, he never hated him, whether it was Ai Qing or Xiao Xiaolong, he had an inexplicable affection and closeness to Sheng Bu.

Seeing him shaking his head, Shengbu revived his sinking heart, he lifted Diyan's chin, forcing him to look at him.

Di Yan blinked his eyes, just in time to carefully look for the place on Shengbu's face that looked like himself.

Do the narrow eyes look like him, or the eyebrows, nose, or lips... Shengbu's lips are soft and warm, the corners of the lips are sharp when not smiling, and they look good when smiling.

Di Yan looked at it very seriously.

Moribe smiled slightly, raised his chin, and kissed him again, Ryuuji stared at his lips, did he want to do it again.

So Di Yan was kissed again.

After a sticky kiss for a while, Shengbu found that the dragon in his arms was getting stiffer and stiffer, and there was no reaction at all. Looking down, Di Yan's face was flushed, his lips were slightly parted, his eyes were blurred, and he neither resisted nor accepted. Quiet anomaly.

Shengbu propped up his body in disappointment, and reluctantly rubbed the corner of Diyan's lips, "...Sorry."

After speaking, Shengbu let go of him and turned to open the door.

The moment he moved, Di Yan seemed to be alive again. He grabbed Shengbu's wrist, pulled it hard, and then took advantage of Shengbu's backwards to forcefully press him behind the door, pulling his hands up and pressing down. On the door, Di Yan narrowed his eyes dangerously, and leaned down like a cheetah preying on it.

The kiss dominated by Di Yan was like a storm, and the wildness of a male beast was immediately ignited between the lips.

I don't know how long it took, when one person and one dragon were panting slightly, Di Yan finally let go of the Shengbu contentedly, like a big cat eating and drinking to lick the food, just rubbing it, Di Yan stiffened again Living.

Ah ah ah ah ah!The color is so dizzy, he almost raped his little dragon just now, wine is really not a good thing, drinking too much is bad, and being soaked for a long time is also bad.

"Long'er, what's the matter?" Shengbu breathed calmly, and finally saw something wrong.

Di Yan was still holding him, it wasn't right to let go, it wasn't right to let go, he put it on Shengbu's waist in embarrassment, coughed a few times, and said, "My lord... I haven't found a spiritual source in your body. .”

"Hmm." It doesn't matter.

Di Yan said: "But there is a seal in your body, what is sealed, I can't break it."

Moribu frowned: "The seal? I don't feel it. Can I know who made it?"

Di Yan licked his lips: "If I'm not mistaken... the spiritual power on this seal comes from me."

"so?"

The spiritual power was laid by him, and the blood is the same, so Shengbu may be the dragon egg laid by one of his harem beauties when Emperor Yan was imprisoned!

Aiqing is the little dragon of the old dragon!

The emperor was tired of talking, but for some reason he couldn't open his mouth. Looking into Shengbu's gentle eyes, he suddenly asked: "...you like me, don't you?"

Sheng Bu said: "I like it, I like it very much, I want to be with Long Er forever."

"Is it... that kind of being together?"

Moribu said seriously, "Yes."

Di Yan sighed softly in his heart.

The old dragon was educated and thought: "Thunderstorm" this kind of ethical drama also appeared on him, it is really good luck.

Di Yan closed his eyes, trying his best to calm down his heart that had been too turbulent this day, then opened his eyes and smiled slightly: "Okay."

Let the story of Er Zai and his father be buried deep in his heart first, and then figure out a solution later.