Food Reserves on the Dragon's Back

"It's kind of interesting." Sarannar held his chin and fell into thought, "I can't think of why he would provoke our relationship, and what benefits will it bring him?"

"Maybe it's because...he liked me before, but I rejected him." Silas said with his head down, depressed.

"Oh, that's no wonder." Saranar suddenly realized that since the afternoon he had been feeling that Silas's mood was a little abnormal, and now he probably had a clue.

So Salanar smiled and lifted Silas's chin, forcing him to look up: "Then, my knight, will you believe the bad words that this former suitor used to slander his rival?"

"I don't believe it, the reason is too far-fetched...but I really can't figure it out." For the first time, Silas dared to ask him the doubts in his heart, "Salanar, you...why are you with me? ?”

This question kept Sarannar silent for a while, and then he smiled and threw the question back: "What do you think?"

"...I really can't figure it out." Silas looked at Sarannar firmly with his water-blue eyes, "If you are indeed planning something, I hope you can tell me, and I will definitely cooperate Yes, I have always hoped that... it could be of some practical use to you."

"Why do you think you're useless to me?" Salanar looked at Silas's lower body meaningfully.

"I just don't understand this." Silas said, enduring the other party's ambiguous gaze, "All dragons don't like humans, and dragons themselves don't have any desire to mate. How can my body attract you? force?"

"...Indeed, none of my kind has ever been interested in human beings, and even I myself have never been interested in such things before." Sarannar said with a smile, "But I think, this Instead of asking me the question, it is better to ask yourself."

"...Why do you ask me?" Silas looked up at Sarannar's calm smiling face. He tried hard to make himself appear indifferent, but he couldn't restrain an extremely complicated feeling in his heart. Emotions.

Frightened, sad, and a little angry.

Silas suddenly felt that perhaps this matter was wrong from the very beginning. They, who are of different races, should not have developed such an unethical relationship. If they could only be loyal dragon knights like before, Then all these troubles will be gone.

Anyway, Sarannar couldn't really like him. Instead of waiting to be kicked away by the black dragon after playing enough, it would be more decent to give up by himself.

When such thoughts came out and became unstoppable, just when he was about to ask to terminate this partnership, Sarannar touched his buttocks and rubbed them: "If Your brain suddenly doesn't work, then ask your heart and your body, do they also think that I'm not interested in you at all. "

"...Please, can't you talk nicely?" Silas felt that what he was talking about was a very serious topic, but it didn't count that Sarannar pinched his ass, and he bullied him even harder. Overwhelmed on the stone bed.

"I think it must be that I have been busy wrangling with those annoying guys these days, and I have too little 'love' for you, which makes you have the energy to think so wildly." Sarannar said and began to take off his shirt. clothing.

Silas stiffened, not knowing for a while whether to refuse or cooperate. It was not the first time he had shown such hesitation in front of Sarannar, but this time, Sarannar narrowed his eyes dangerously Get up: "Why, you don't want to?"

"...do you really want me?" Silas looked at Sarannar suspiciously.

"What do you think?" Sarannar asked again.

He ripped off Silas's last piece of clothing in a rough manner, but his voice sounded strangely calm, almost dangerously calm: "You should ask yourself a good question about saving time like I do. Will the dragon, for such a trivial reason as expressing its attitude to humans, force itself to do things that I am not interested in again and again?"

"Hmm... I don't know." Silas lay on the bed, gritted his teeth and said nervously. He couldn't tell how Salanar's movements were different from usual today, but he just felt inexplicably nervous.

"Do you remember how many times we did this last month?" Sarannar said calmly, moving his fingers slowly.

"...I... how can I count... come here." Silas's muscles tensed involuntarily, and his breathing became rapid. No matter what mood he was in now, his body was already ready to meet the next one. pleasure.

And the switch of this pleasure is controlled by Saranal, he maliciously stimulated Silas's sensitive points, watching Silas couldn't help groaning for mercy, begging him to slow down.

"I've put in so much time and effort, you can't count them all, and you don't think I'm interested in having sex with you, huh?"

"Well... I... I'm not..." Silas knew he had made a big mistake, but he couldn't even utter a complete sentence.

"I think I haven't done enough to satisfy your increasingly greedy body." Sarannar pulled out his finger, and Silas was able to breathe a sigh of relief, anxiously waiting for the next more violent attack Having sex, but Sarannar just looked at him like this, with no intention of continuing at all.

Silas felt that it was not good, he was indeed a big fool, questioning nothing should question Sarannar's "interest" in him, but how to stop at this juncture, now this kind of inconsistency The feeling is simply going to die.

Silas, who was tortured by desire, had no choice but to grab Sarannar's clothes and subdue first: "...I was wrong, please forgive me."

"No, I'm very angry at being so suspected by you." Sarannar emphasized those words, but it made Silas confused whether he was really angry or fake.

Silas also ignored the unbearable desire, and begged for mercy: "Don't do this, Salanar, I... I really didn't mean it."

"It's worse if it wasn't on purpose." Sarannar squeezed Silas's jaw, with an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, "You believe whatever your spy friend says, I treat you so well, but you doubt I?"

"Then how can I forgive me?" Silas, who was not sure if he was angry, could only try his best to show the sincerity of apologizing.

"You have all night to try to please me." Sarannar narrowed his golden eyes, "in any way you can think of."

Silas swallowed, and thought sadly, if he didn't die, he wouldn't die, and he definitely wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

The signing of the Platinum Agreement not only greatly changed the relationship between the various human kingdoms, but also had a very obvious impact on the Dragon Peak.

First of all, there are several new members on the top of the dragon. Two green dragons, one red dragon and one blue dragon joined Salanar's dragon group, and brought three young dragons, including a precious Now there are very few black dragons and golden dragons in the entire continent, and there are not many silver dragons, so every cub is very precious.

Among the four newly added adult dragons, although the leader of the green dragon Bartley knew that he was not an opponent, he still challenged Sarannar according to the dragon clan's practice. The dragon knights at the top of the dragon all put down their work I ran to watch, and Silas heard later that after they flew around each other three times as usual, the black dragon shot down the green dragon from the air in just two seconds. It is said that he used magic to paralyze the green dragon's wings on the muscles.

Silas didn't have time to watch this rare duel, because even a commander like him, who was purely for display, had many occasions to attend and a lot of work to do, and there was one more important thing that must not be allowed to outsiders. know the reason.

Sarannar was quarreling with him.

Although he had tried his best to please the angry black dragon that night, using all the tricks he could think of, and his waist was almost tired, he found sadly that this wise and wise leader of the dragon clan lost his temper. It's really hard to coax.

That night, Saranar made up his mind to use practical actions to teach Silas who was random and suspicious, and he did it to him several times with an almost brutal attitude. Even the strong Silas was tossed almost He was about to faint, but he still had to grit his teeth to bear it and dare not protest, who told him to be suspicious first.

I thought that after doing this, Sarannar should calm down, but from that day on, Sarannar became indifferent to him, which made Silas very anxious.

He understood that Sarannar didn't want to break it off with him, but was just losing his temper and being awkward. Originally, he should bear the consequences for his own stupidity, and he deserved to be left out for a few days, but Sarannar kept going like this for a day. The world ignored him, and Silas really couldn't calm down any longer.

When he returned to the top of the dragon from Silver Brook City that day, Sarannar, who had just defeated the green dragon, was still lying in the cave to rest in the shape of a black dragon.

"Salanar, I brought you something to eat. It's the newly baked mango cake from that cake shop in Beicheng. You'll definitely like it." Silas smiled like a kid trying to make his girlfriend happy Like the kid, "I have to make an appointment several days in advance to buy it. For the sake of my hard work, don't be angry."

"Leave it alone." The black dragon said noblely and coldly.

Not discouraged, Silas took out another magic weapon: "Oh, yes... I also found you Ferdinand's poetry collection. You said you liked his poems last time, and I have been paying attention to them since then. I finally found it."

The black dragon hummed coldly and noblely to express his understanding.

"Otherwise, I'll help you sharpen your nails." Silas remembered that he hadn't sharpened the black dragon's nails for more than half a month. Although the dragons don't need to use their sharp claws in air battles now, if they don't sharpen their nails for a long time It will still be rough.

"It has been polished." The black dragon raised its claws, showing the nails that had just been polished.