The Daily Life of the Dragon Daddy

Gongyang Xinghan was busy taking care of the cubs, weighing and taking their temperature, and recording the time when they spoke for the first time.

The Golden Dragon King changed everything from super large to a size suitable for little dragon cubs.

I don't know how he did it in such a short time, anyway, Gongyang Xinghan didn't worry about it.

The eggshells of the little dragon cubs were carefully and properly collected by the Golden Dragon King.

All the little dragon cubs were out of their shells, and Gongyang Xinghan took them to the front cave collectively. The small size of the little dragon cubs means that it is convenient to take care of them.

Before going to sleep, Gongyang Xinghan fed the little dragon cubs dragon milk again, but he didn't go back to his luxuriously decorated cave, but spent the night guarding the little dragon cubs here, basically didn't sleep much , because he woke up as soon as the little ones groaned, and he was afraid that something might happen to the newborn.

Although it looked like a small animal, it was very anthropomorphic, and he was really worried.

As for the Golden Dragon King, his eyes are like searchlights, looking at this and that, Gongyang Xinghan didn't pay attention at first, but the next day, when he took care of the little dragon cubs again, he found that the Golden Dragon King didn't stretch out his hand, This made him unhappy: "Come here and do me a favor, hold it."

Although they were just born, the physical fitness of the cubs was really good in Gongyang Xinghan's opinion.

Limp and limp limbs but still able to hum with strength, that's already pretty good.

He can't take care of six by himself, someone has to help him, and this person is undoubtedly the Golden Dragon King.

Who made it just the two of them here.

"What?" The other party jumped away as if to kill him: "I hold it?"

"It's not you, could it be me?" Gongyang Xinghan said angrily, "I want to clean up their asses, what do you mean? Do you think I'm like Nezha?"

"Is that a magic spider?" Three heads and eight arms?The Golden Dragon King couldn't imagine what it would be like for the cubs of the little dragons to be in the hands of the magic spider.

"Stop talking nonsense, come here!" Gongyang Xinghan let him hold the little golden dragon cub: "I have already excreted once, and it is in good condition."

He has established a detailed record of the growth of the little dragon cubs, hoping to leave some reference materials for the dragon clan, otherwise there will be posthumous eggs, and they will have to be caught blind.

As a result, he discovered that the Golden Dragon King was holding the little golden dragon cub in the posture of holding a time bomb.

"Hurry up!" The words trembled.

"What's your expression?" In fact, Gongyang Xinghan himself is also very nervous. It is impossible for him to say that he is not nervous when raising a creature like a dragon for the first time. One, he will be able to die and apologize.

But seeing the appearance of the Golden Dragon King Benlong, he was immediately amused: "This is your favorite little golden elemental dragon cub, and it's not a forbidden curse."

"I'd rather hold the forbidden spell." The Golden Dragon King lived for more than [-] years, and it was the first time that he came into close contact with such a small dragon cub.

It feels like speaking louder will blow it away.

The softness of the whole body is not at all like the touch that a dragon should have.

The scales on his body don't look solid at all, let alone their defense.

Gongyang Xinghan used a photo stone to record the first day after the birth of the little dragon cubs, the first image.

He also thoughtfully recorded the Golden Dragon King as a black history in the future.

The photo stone is similar to the video recorder of his time. A palm-sized piece can be used tens of thousands of times.

It's just that the pictures recorded by this photo stone are all real and cannot be edited, so it is the most powerful evidence to use, so many existences on the road love to use it.

Especially the dragons, whose long life gives them enough time to do what they like. There are dragons who like photography, and they use photo stones to record a lot of historical pictures.

It has become a precious historical data of the Dragon Clan.

It's a pity that Gongyang Xinghan hasn't seen those precious picture stones yet. The Dragon Clan only showed him some books.

This is amazing, what happened tens of thousands of years ago, tsk tsk tsk.

At that time, human beings did not have photo stones.

After the shooting, the little golden dragon's excrement was cleaned up, and a clean towel was put in the golden nest before the Golden Dragon King put the little golden dragon into it.

Everything else was handled in the same way. After the Golden Dragon King held the six little dragon cubs in turn, he was sweating profusely, as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Gongyang Xinghan laughed and teased him: "Is it more tiring than you fighting with others?"

"It's more tiring than fighting." The Golden Dragon King wiped his sweat, "I'd rather fight with the Undead God."

At least that one can let go of his hands and feet, instead of the current situation, which cannot be light or heavy.

The little dragon cubs were just born, and Gongyang Xinghan couldn't do without him. The Golden Dragon King brought him food and drink, and changed his clothes in a timely manner. They were all soft fabrics without any decoration.

However, after a month, Gongyang Xinghan couldn't calm down: "Why don't they open their eyes? Are they blind?"

Just like when they were just born, these little dragon cubs have been raised by him for a month, but they haven't opened their eyes to see the world.

The Golden Dragon King looked at him like an idiot: "How can there be blind people in our dragon clan?"

"It's been a month, why haven't they opened their eyes?" When they were born, it was the day of the March reunion, and it has been six days since the second March reunion, and the little dragon cubs have not yet opened their eyes to see the world.

He had to think a lot.

"Our dragon clan has a long life span." The Golden Dragon King pursed his lips tightly.

"Ah?" Gongyang Xinghan didn't quite understand.

"So our growth is also extremely slow..." The Golden Dragon King looked at him angrily: "Their year is only equivalent to one month of human beings. Twelve months is one year, and 24 months is one year. One year old... after long live, you will become an adult."

Gongyang Xinghan's eyes darkened: "So, they are no different from when they were just born?"

"Hmm... Hey, what's your expression?" The Golden Dragon King threw back to him what Gongyang Xinghan said to him just now.

It's really the debt of the twelfth lunar month, and it's really fast.

Gongyang Xinghan just feels that he is really "the road is long and the road is long, I will search up and down"

.........

"I'm afraid I won't live that long..." Gongyang Xing said miserably: "I can live up to 80 years... It's a long life."

It takes 1 years to become an adult, don't think about it, I guess they are only ten or eight years old, and he is already old when he is in elementary school.

"From tomorrow onwards, you can cultivate, you can do anything with magic fighting qi, and strive to live for thousands of years." The Golden Dragon King glanced at Gongyang Xinghan up and down: "The threshold for fighting qi is lower, you should practice it first, and then find a way if it doesn't work." .”

In short, humans in this different world must not "die young".

Gongyang Xinghan looked at him faintly: "In our place, there is a saying."

"what?"

"The Millennium King's 8 Year Turtle..."

"...!"