i am dragon

Just after leaving the back kitchen, I happened to see Qing Longlong, who had just woken up, wandering into the door of the cafeteria with gleaming eyes.

No need to ask, it was definitely for the chicken soup.

You Bing turned his head and glanced at the back kitchen. The uncle chef was kneeling to pick leeks.

Seeing You Bing, Qing Longlong trotted over cheerfully like a puppy seeing its owner: "Did the dragon come early? Haven't you eaten yet? Is there any chicken soup?"

He grabbed Qing Longlong's shoulders and walked out: "The chicken soup is stewing, I can't run away, sit outside with me for a while."

"Okay." Qing Longlong responded obediently, looked at You Bing's handsome side face for a while with shining eyes, and then stepped forward to rub his lips lightly.

You Bing was taken aback.

Qing Longlong scratched his chest, and complained in a low voice embarrassedly: "You must have bitten my chest badly, it's been itching all the time."

You Bing squinted his eyes and grinded his back molars, and wanted to say that he would relieve the itching for you when he returned home, but he also knew that Qing Longlong's itchy part where the reverse scale was missing was not a good sign for him, so this sentence In the end, I couldn't bear to say it.

Qing Longlong glanced at You Bing, feeling strange in his heart.

I am so unreserved, why doesn't the bad dean have no reaction?

It's strange to say that when I woke up today, my heart felt soft, and I couldn't help laughing when I thought of the bad dean Long, and I always wanted to hug and rub against the bad dean, which was completely different from the usual feeling.

On the contrary, it was the bad dean who suddenly became indifferent today. Could it be that Long was too slutty last night?

The little shou in the book seems to be coy about refusing but also welcoming. Thinking about how Long took the initiative to pick up the dean's pants last night, the difference is indeed not the slightest bit.

Eighty percent of them are disgusted...

One person and one dragon sat on the chairs in the cafeteria with their unspeakable thoughts.

After a moment of silence, You Bingcai asked softly, "What do you think of my mountain?"

Qing Longlong felt that he was disgusted, and he puffed his cheeks and replied with some displeasure: "It's okay, it's definitely not comparable to Xiaoqing Palace, but it's barely enough for the dragon to move around."

"Oh, you have such a big tone..." You Bing was not happy anymore. Originally, Xiao Qinggong was like a mouthful of depression stuck in his chest. Unconsciously mentioning it, he raised his eyelids and stared at Qing Longlong: "Is it barely enough for you to move around? Why don't you run around the mountain twice before going back to your room at night? In case you don't exercise enough and feel uncomfortable."

Qing Longlong was in a hurry, eyes widened and his chest puffed up, and he swore: "The dragon is not very talkative! If you don't believe me, wait for the dragon to get back the scale and restore it to its original shape! It's not certain whether you can pretend to be a dragon on this hill! dragon……"

Before he finished speaking, You Bing gritted his teeth and slapped the table fiercely, with a bang!

Qing Longlong was startled: "You, you..."

You Bing withdrew his hand and lowered his eyes, took a deep breath and said in a low voice: "It's okay, my hand was cramped just now, you continue to say, my mountain can't hold you, and then what?"

"Well, then..." Qing Longlong blinked, and suddenly felt aggrieved: "You... are too unreasonable, and you get angry when you speak well. The dragon didn't say anything wrong. The original shape of the dragon is very big. ah."

After a pause, Qing Longlong said pitifully: "But the mountain is so big, the dragon will try its best to coil it up, and the dragon is still happier in the human body. If the dragon is in the body, your canteen can't even cook enough food for a day. .”

After all, it is because of eating...

You Bing couldn't even get angry, he sighed, and shouted to the back kitchen: "Is the chicken soup ready!?"

"Here we come!" Aunt Picking Vegetables came out with chicken soup: "You can greet the dean right after the fire is turned off, be careful it's hot."

The chicken soup was placed on the table, and the aunt who picked vegetables said, "Wait, I'll get you chopsticks and bowls."

After the bowls and chopsticks were brought, You Bing first fished out a chicken thigh for Qing Longlong, pushed it over and said softly, "Eat it, the whole pot is yours."

Qing Longlong also had resentment in his heart, he was not polite to You Bing at all, he held the bowl and bit on the steaming chicken leg...

"Aw! Hiss—"

Qing Longlong opened his mouth tearfully, staring at You Bing resentfully, angry and wronged.

You Bing laughed out loud: "Okay, blame me, blame me for not reminding you."

Who knew that this little green dragon would bite so decisively, like a puppy who has finally eaten.

"Is it scalded?" You Bing opened Qing Longlong's moist mouth with two fingers, and took a careful look inside.

The tip of the trembling tongue was bright red.

After all, he didn't wash his hands, so You Bing resisted the impulse and didn't stick his fingers in. He asked, "The tongue is red, does it hurt?"

Qing Longlong closed his mouth and sucked a bit of saliva, and said vaguely: "It doesn't hurt... it just burns a bit."

It's really bad luck. Drinking saliva will stuff your teeth. If you want to eat chicken legs, you will be scalded...

Qing Longlong lowered his head and exhaled vigorously twice, then bit down, puffing his cheeks and chewing.

You Bing took out a tissue to wipe his hands, and asked melancholy: "Little Qinglong, you said that if one day you had to choose between my mountain and Xiaoqing Palace, would you choose my mountain or... ...Little Qinggong?"

Qing Longlong stuffed his mouth full of chicken, and didn't forget to use a spoon to scoop up the chicken soup. Hearing this, he swallowed the contents of his mouth with a gurgling sound, and looked at You Bing as if to say, "Do you still need to ask?"

"Of course I choose Xiaoqing Palace." Qing Longlong said with a smack.

Perhaps because the answer was expected, the heavy hammer in You Bing's heart did not fall.

He just looked at this heartless little green dragon in a bad mood: "You can at least hesitate for a while, and you can be considered worthy of this chicken lying in the pot today."

"Why are you hesitating." Qing Longlong wiped his grease-stained mouth: "Xiaoqing Palace is recovering, just the patients on your mountain top can be cured after staying in Xiaoqing Palace for two days."

"It's good, it's a pity that I, an ordinary person, can't even touch the gate of Xiaoqing Palace."

Qing Longlong was stunned for a moment, wondering why he couldn't touch it, Long could take him to touch it.

But... how did Long Lian bring the bad principal back home?

But You Bing also understood, this little green dragon didn't understand what he meant at all. For this little green dragon, maybe the question just now was about choosing where to live, not choosing to leave him.

You Bing simply said straightforwardly: "I mean, if you are with me and go home, you can only choose one, which one do you choose?"

Qing Longlong put down the chicken leg with almost only bones left in his hand, and clicked his mouth in a depressed mood: "Long wants to be with you."

You Bing didn't expect to get this answer at all, and his heart skipped a beat.

Unexpectedly, Qing Longlong then said: "But Long also misses home very much..."

After a moment of silence, You Bing stared at Qing Longlong and murmured softly: "My lifespan is only a few decades. If you are with me, you can go home after a few decades."