Dragon's pet cub

In the world, there is probably no cub who does not like to go out and play.

Tangtang tried so hard that he was about to nod his head, and his joyful emotions seemed to turn into real little flowers, blooming around him.

He tilted his head and smiled silly.

The angel nodded, indicating that he heard it, but did not speak again.

The cub was sitting, with its two little paws tucked together obediently, its body was shaking from side to side, its tail was up and down behind it, and it made some meaningless rattling noises.

Children don't understand everything, sometimes they are unexpectedly sharp.

After a while, the cub found that the angel had stopped talking, so he leaned over, lay on his lap, and asked in confusion, "Are you alright?"

Angel shook his head in denial, "No."

"Oh." Xiao Sutang elongated her voice and nodded.

Then, it seemed that he really believed that the angel was fine, and continued to chatter and happily share what happened at the banquet.

"A lot of people, a lot of gems, a lot of delicious food..."

He uttered countless words in succession, but still felt that it could not be fully articulated.So, the cub supported the angel's knees with its paws, got up in a jiffy, ran out with its short legs, ran in an elliptical circle around the grass, opened its paws again, and tried hard He gestured to draw a big watermelon, and Naihuhu said, "That's so—a lot."

Such a vivid and pictorial description is hard to understand.

Xiao Sutang also said: "He is tall, good-looking, and delicious..."

Recalling yesterday's sweet little cake, the cub couldn't help licking his lips, and laughed, showing obvious liking.It is a love for people, but also a love for food.

The angel took a look, and the wings hanging by his side were slightly gathered.

Little Sutang didn't notice it, and the child chatted heartily for a long time, but was attracted by the butterfly halfway, and ran away after chasing it.

The angel was sitting under the tree, with a faint halo covering his body, with a gentle and calm expression, but also a kind of indifference and alienation that rejects people thousands of miles away.

The branches sway, and the sun shines through the gaps between the leaves.

Without that childish voice, the place is incredibly quiet.

Lonely, empty, secluded.

It's like the air is frozen.

The angel drooped his eyes, involuntarily recalling the great war not long ago, darkness, pain, blood, and lost companions.The hideous and ugly ghosts of hell, wielding a cold and sharp sickle, slashed wildly, splashed flesh and blood, broke angel wings, screamed in pain, everything was like a distorted painting, extremely unreal.

At some point, a river of blood condensed under his feet, surging waves of blood, constantly rushing towards him, engulfing him in one fell swoop...

Suddenly, a burst of laughter shattered the darkness and penetrated in.

The angel raised his head subconsciously, and bright colors burst into his eyes instantly.

A soft mass also crashed into his arms.

It was a little dragon cub holding a bouquet of flowers and running straight towards him.

Bright yellow, bright red, golden yellow, bright orange, all kinds of vibrant colors are gathered in this bouquet of flowers. Although it is a bit messy, the feeling of freshness gushes out vigorously, which makes people feel happy when they see it.

The cub's little face popped out from behind the bouquet, smiling brightly, showing milky white teeth, more dazzling than the flowers.

"A very beautiful flower, for you~"

The angel was slightly taken aback, then took it away.

He had received gifts before, but this one seemed to be different.

A simple bouquet of flowers, but he likes it very much.

Reciprocity.

The angel felt that he should give the cub something too, but he didn't know what to give.

So, he raised his hand and drew a vague circle in the air, and there was a hole there, not big, but it was like a magical pocket, storing all his things.

"You reach in, and what you get is my gift to you." The angel said.

Cubs have no idea about gifts, but are always curious about things they haven't seen.Without hesitation, he thrust his claws into the air pocket.Dragon cub, don't know what the fear of the unknown is.

He scratched a few times, bumped into something, and took it out.

It's a little doll.

Fluffy little yellow duck.

The angel saw that it was indeed suitable for the cub, and was a little satisfied.Most children like to play with dolls.

As a result, in the next second, he saw the cub bring the little yellow duck to its mouth, took a bite, and a piece of the duck's wing was wet.

Angel: "...This is not for food."

Tangtang grabbed the little yellow duck's fate's throat, took two bites, and found that it had no taste, so she let go, and turned her eyes to the pocket in mid-air.

Very magical pocket, you can get things you have never seen before.

Tangtang experienced the joy of smoking a blind box, her eyes sparkled, and she was eager to try.

"Again, okay?"

He raised his little claws, one by one, and the dragon claws blossomed.

It's a small thing.

The angel did not hesitate, and nodded in agreement.

Tangtang poked her paws in even further this time, and the chubby legs stood on tiptoe, trembling.

The angel noticed and took his little arm.

After pawing for a while, Tangtang took out a bunch of wisteria flowers.

The delicate flowers are half open and half closed, and the color is beautiful, like a bunch of purple grapes.

Seeing Tangtang's bright eyes, the angel reminded: "This is not for food."

Tangtang nodded seriously.Just when a gust of wind blew by, the little flowers bumped into each other and made a crisp sound, like a wind chime.

Tangtang widened her eyes slightly, shook her hands, and the voice immediately became louder.Ding Ding Dang Dang, pleasant to the ear.

"I like it~" Tangtang's eyes curved into small crescents.

The angel said, "This is also for you."

Tangtang accepted it, and then put his paw into his pocket again, obviously completely obsessed with this blind box draw game.Every time I reach out, I don't know what I will get, and I am very pleasantly surprised.

Of course, there are also things Tangtang is not interested in.

Black stone, agarwood, quill, and more.

He put all these into the angel's hands again, and said generously, "Here you are."

Angel is a little funny.

These things were originally his, right?

Tangtang played for a long time, a thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead, and he successfully tired himself from playing.All kinds of things around him piled up into a hill, and he also sat down, gasping for breath with his mouth open, and softly said, "I'm so tired~"

Angel pursed his lips, a smile flitting across his face.

In the end, of course Tangtang didn't want these things that were brought out.He just liked the step of taking things out of the magic pocket, and putting them all back when he was done playing.

Take things out and move them back in again.

Meaningless action.

But Halva had a great time.

Angel also let go, watching him play.

After playing like this, Xiao Sutang naturally became sleepy. When holding a small bottle to drink milk, she couldn't help drooping her head, laying her head a little bit, her body slowly tilted to one side, flowing like melted milk jelly , the small mouth opened slightly, and the pacifier ran out.

The cub seemed to feel that the food had run away, half-opened its eyes in a daze, grabbed the bottle with its small meaty claws, and continued to sip two mouthfuls of milk. The chubby face was so pressed that the cheek was slightly sunken with a small pit, and there were two drops of milk stains on the corner of the mouth.

Seeing this, the angel reached out his hand in time to support his fallen little head, preventing him from knocking on the ground.

The cub was lying in his palm, holding his own little feeding bottle, with its tail curled up, sleeping like a sweet milk dumpling.Even in sleep, don't forget to suck on the pacifier occasionally.

The angel watched, with a gentle smile unconsciously appearing on his face.