female dragon

The boy opened his eyes and saw the deep blue sky.As the first ray of sunlight poured out from the clouds, the sea of ​​clouds was dyed golden, and the stars in the dark blue gradually faded away.

It was the first time he had seen such a magnificent view of the clear and vast sky and the magnificent sea of ​​clouds.

"It's beautiful, isn't it?"

A male's deep and slightly lazy voice came from next to his ears, and the teenager heard this voice like a cat with fur.He hated the owner of this voice, no, it should be said that he was a little afraid, although he himself would never admit it.

The man's face with profound features was vaguely reflected on the window, and the young man didn't dare to turn his head, because he was afraid of meeting those narrow, sharp vertical pupils.He is brave and ruthless, and he is never afraid to meet the eyes of others, but as long as he meets those dark gray eyes, he will feel an inexplicable fear in his heart.He closed the shutters of the windows irritably.

The boy didn't expect that he could leave the prison, or even the continent where he stayed for 17 years.And take a private plane.For someone like him, it was definitely a super luxurious treatment.In fact, there were bed assistants on the plane, but he couldn't fall asleep no matter what.He would rather believe that it was caused by jet lag rather than the man beside him.

After being taken out of the prison, he was only told that the man named Ao Ying was now his guardian and wanted to take him back to his mother's hometown.His memory of his mother is very vague, and he, who has been traveling alone all this time, finds this word strange and ridiculous.

His thoughts were drawn back by the touch on his face. The man was stretching out his hand to pinch his chin, making him turn his face away.

"Does the wound still hurt?" His eyes fell on the bruise on the boy's face, his brows were furrowed, his tone couldn't be said to be very concerned, but he really cared.

The hand that was dislocated before has been connected, and medicine has been applied to the face, but the young man still has a 'ghostly face'.His nose was bruised and his face was swollen due to a fight in the prison, and he couldn't see his original face at all.Of course, his opponents paid a higher price, and I'm afraid some are still lying in the hospital.

"Why fight?"

Without the laziness of just waking up, the tone was very severe, and at the same time, it made people feel a powerful momentum.The young man pushed away the other's hand in displeasure, ignored the man's question, and turned his head to look out the window.

"Answer, this is the most basic courtesy."

"Don't mention such ridiculous things to me!" The boy almost laughed out loud, for this domineering man to mention such nonsense 'politeness' to him.

The shoulders were forcefully turned, the boy was about to explode in displeasure, when he met the man's gaze, thoughts of mischief surged up.

"The reason is very simple. Bald Jack wanted to fuck me. So I f*ck kicked him to death, so that he can't rape anyone in the future, he can only be raped. He said he would let those crazy dogs gang up on me, and I said theirs The end will only be the same as him. Those crazy dogs will pounce on..."

There are no women in the prison, and the methods used by prisoners to vent their desires are always the most primitive and barbaric.The number of prisoners who died of sexual assault is unknown.Usually when hearing such words, the other party will feel disgusted or uncomfortable.

The boy was waiting to see these expressions on his paralyzed face, but the man didn't show that expression other than frowning.The dark gray eyes were ignited with a sharp murderous look, but they disappeared in an instant.His eyes became less sharp than before, revealing a certain expression faintly.

"Don't swear in the future."

"Crazy." The boy waved the hand on his shoulder.The latter looked at his watch and said "We're here".

Before the boy could figure out what he meant, the man had already stepped over the boy and opened the shutter of the window.A green earth appeared under the blue sky outside the window.

"Your hometown."

There are green fields on the land, rivers passing by, and lakes dotted all over, reflecting the blue sky, like crystal gems.Gradually, there were more houses, and the houses dyed the earth brown in patches. The roads in the city were distributed like cobwebs, and the vehicles flowed continuously.

Not as rich as North American countries, nor as primitive as South American countries, this ancient land has its own development direction.The teenager feels strange to this country, but has a strange nostalgia.

After getting off the plane, I also use a special channel to leave the airport, and the person who picks up the plane is already waiting at the channel entrance.This time it was not a row of men in black suits, but a young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses.

"Second Master." The young man stepped forward and saluted respectfully.

Ao Ying whispered to the young man, and the latter nodded in response.The boy felt the young man glance at him strangely.It is said to be scrutiny, but it seems a bit weird, which makes people feel creepy.

The RV that came to pick him up was also very luxurious, which made the boy even more curious about Ao Ying's identity.He should be a very rich person, the difference between a person like himself and him is cloud and mud.But why did the other party go to the other side of the Pacific Ocean and spend a lot of money to get themselves back here?

The RV was very spacious, the young man sat next to Ao Ying, and the young man wearing glasses sat on the seat opposite them.The young man has delicate and handsome facial features, and his every gesture reveals a gentle and scholarly air.Not as indifferent as Ao Ying, with a gentle smile on the corner of his mouth.But the eyes behind the gold-rimmed glasses are not as gentle as his surface.This kind of smiling tiger is seen a lot by teenagers, and they are usually the most difficult and ruthless guys to deal with.

"I'm Zilan. You're new here, so you can ask me anything you don't understand." The other party stretched out his hand to the boy, and he spoke in English.The latter understood but did not stretch out his hand to respond. He spat on the palm of his hand and said with a grin, "Mr. Zi, your hands are a little dirty, so I won't hold them."

Obviously provocative, if it is an ordinary person, it must have turned black.But the smile on the young man's face has not changed.His gaze swept across the boy's spittle-stained hand.

The young man suddenly leaned forward, and before the young man could react, he had already held the young man's spittle-stained hand with both hands.The young man's hands were a little cold, with slender fingers and beautiful nails, but they were not as weak and slender as a woman's, with well-defined and strong bones.

It looked like he just held it lightly, but the boy couldn't break free.The other party's fingers were gently rubbing his hand, which always felt weird.Because of the approach, the teenager heard the other party's slight inhalation.

The same is true for Ao Ying, who always sits beside him and smells him intentionally or unintentionally.

Ao Ying's stern gaze pierced in from the side, with a hint of danger warning, Zi Lan slowly withdrew her hand.The teenager saw him wipe his hands with a handkerchief with a blue border, and then carefully put the handkerchief back into his pocket.But what appeared on his face was not disgust or disgust, but a strange smile, and the eyes behind the glasses had a hint of fanaticism, which made the boy's skin crawl.