Little Mr. is one hundred years old

Qing Huan knew how Long Zhao's style could be so...plain.Dragons naturally like extravagant and luxurious things. The legendary Dragon Palace is all inlaid with gold and treasures, and the golden light is too shining...

Longzhao's "home" is only antique, exquisite and elegant from a distance, but at a closer look, it is full of Feige Liudan, gold and green, with vermilion gates, glazed tiles, and colorful tiles. The golden beams, the steps and railings decorated with jade, the curtains of pearls and precious stones, and the colorful paintings and carvings that dazzle the eyes...

"How is it?" Long Zhao asked Qing Huan with a somewhat complacent tone.

"Very... good." What else could Qing Huan say besides saying yes.

"Then do you like living here?" Long Zhao asked again.

"This is your home...as long as you like it." Qing Huan said.

Long Zhao raised his eyebrows: "Then what do you like?"

"I..." Qing Huan was drawing the picture in his mind, before he finished thinking, he saw Long Zhao raised his hand beside him, and the carved beams and painted buildings in front of him instantly turned into blue-tiled attics, long corridors and long pavilions, behind small bridges and small houses It's a bamboo forest path...

Qing Huan came back to her senses, and immediately withdrew her hand from Long Zhao's: "Hey, don't read my heart, okay..."

"But isn't this what you like?" Long Zhao looked at him.

"This is your fantasy, of course it's according to your idea, you don't care what I think?" Qing Huan frowned.

"Why are you unhappy?" Long Zhao waved his hand again, and the surroundings returned to their original state.

Qing Huan turned her face away, and walked straight forward - Long Zhao followed behind him, Qing Huan walked fast and he walked fast, Qing Huan walked slowly, he also walked slowly, following each other.

"Are you really angry?" Long Zhao said softly, "Okay, it's my fault, don't be angry."

Long Zhao put on a low face, Qing Huan felt like a vexatious person...

Qing Huan glanced at him: "I know you are a god, but this is not the reason for you to spy on other people's hearts casually."

Knowing that he minded, Long Zhao nodded immediately, "I know it's my fault, I just wanted to understand your thoughts just now, and it happened that we were holding hands...Don't worry, it won't happen in the future."

Qing Huan is not so much concerned, but actually more afraid - he has too many secrets in his heart, he has too many things and too many words hidden in his heart, he doesn't want to be found out, especially Long Zhao...

Seeing Qing Huan's pensive look, his slightly frowning brows, and his long eyelashes, Long Zhao wanted to stroke and kiss for a moment...but quickly dismissed the idea—the current situation, He's really not good at acting rashly.

Long Zhao grabbed Qing Huan's shoulders, "Come on, follow me in."

Qing Huan was led by Long Zhao to the main hall, they were standing at the entrance of the hall, the door opened automatically, there was a landscape folding screen inside, and then there was a curtain of crystal beads hanging down, as they went in, The bead curtains were rolled up one by one as if welcoming the owner—the main hall was not much different from the Golden Palace in Miyagi, and the floor was laid with the lattice system of imperial kiln gold bricks. Except for the regular furniture such as beds, tables and chairs, There are also many ornaments that are known to be rare treasures at a glance, such as gold and jade jewelry, glazed agate, porcelain and tooth carvings...

To be extravagant to this level is also...

"Fortunately." Qing Huan sighed.

Long Zhao looked at him: "What?"

"I mean," Qing Huan said, "Fortunately, this is just your fantasy, otherwise it would be too extravagant..."

Long Zhao laughed a few times, and then said to Qing Huan in a smiling voice: "Although this is my fantasy, this is the shadow of my palace in Tiangong."

The corners of Qing Huan's mouth twitched: "It means... there really is such a place?"

Long Zhao nodded.

Qing Huan paused, and could only say: "The life of Dragon God is really happy."

"If you want," Long Zhao stared at him, "You can also live such a happy life with me."

Qing Huan's expression straightened after hearing this: "Dragon God is joking, you are a god and I am a mortal, how can we be together?"

"Then..." Long Zhao lowered his head and moved closer to Qing Huan: "What if I don't become a fairy anymore?"

Qing Huan was locked by his deep black eyes, and it took a while to recover, and took a step back: "You are crazy."

Qing Huan is very clear about how difficult his road to becoming a god is—and, when he was still a demon, he suffered countless snubs and discrimination, that's why he longed so much to get rid of his demon bones and become a high god... Now, he To actually say the words "don't be a god" in such a calm tone... What is it if you are not crazy?

Long Zhao smiled slightly: "Do you know where I went some time ago?"

"where did you go?"

"I was imprisoned in the altar and punished."

"Why?" In other words, I was really not dreaming at that time... but I went to the Heavenly Palace and met Long Zhao who was imprisoned?

"Whether it's a demon or a human, after cultivating to become an immortal, the root of love is taken away and sealed in the Golden Crow Box, which is kept by Lord Zhongdou Xingjun. The god who lost the root of love will forget the past and the past, and become ruthless..." Long Zhao looked at Qing Huan with complicated eyes: "I want to get back my original memory, so I went to Zhongdou Xingjun's palace to steal the Golden Crow Box..."

Qing Huan's eyes widened: "How can you be so bold? So, you were discovered..."

Long Zhao smiled: "If someone finds out, I won't just be released after being imprisoned for a few days...it is Daoist Lu Ya, who helped me suppress this matter, and in order to punish me, he found another A reason locked me up for a few days..."

"Lu Ya Daoist..." Qing Huan remembered that the matter about Lu Ya Daojun and Long Zhao seemed to have been mentioned before.

"Speaking of it, Daoist Lu Ya can be regarded as half of my master, but he has not performed the etiquette of apprenticeship. He is usually invisible in the Three Realms, and his whereabouts are erratic. I haven't seen him for hundreds of years."

"Then you've already got your Golden Crow Box..." Qing Huan said hesitantly.

Long Zhao looked at him: "Do you want me to get it or not?"

"This...is your business, what does it have to do with me..." Qing Huan said.

"Really? Since you don't care about it, it's fine." Long Zhao took Qing Huan's hand and walked to a corner of the hall: "Come."

"where to?"

"here……"

Because it was surrounded by a long screen, Qing Huan didn't see it just now. It turns out that there is a big... pool on this side of the main hall.

It's really big, it's already equivalent to a standard-sized swimming pool, but there's no track...

Long Zhao let go of Qing Huan's hand, and suddenly jumped into the pool. When submerged in the water, white bubbles appeared in the pool. After the bubbles passed, the whole pool was covered by golden light——

"Pa——" the long golden tail emerged from the water and slapped the water surface, the splash of water poured over Qing Huan again——

Qing Huan finally came to her senses - Dare Lover turned into a circle and was happy again, and started to play with herself again...

"Long Zhao! You're not done yet..."

The golden figure swam around in the water, and then his head finally poked out from under the water—however, it was not a dragon's head, but a humanoid head—it should be said that his upper body was still humanoid, only naked ...

Long Zhao's black hair was draped behind his back, and the upper body that emerged from the water was strong and well-proportioned, with broad shoulders and a narrow waist, as well as abdominal muscles and...mermaid lines...

Qing Huan hurriedly looked away: "Why don't you just transform into half?"

Long Zhao swam over, lay down by the pool, looked at Qing Huan: "I want to have a good talk with you."

"Speak well, what are you doing in the water?"

Long Zhao answered irrelevantly: "This is my favorite place in Tiangong. I like to stay here when I'm alone."

"Stay here alone?" Qing Huan wondered, "Why don't you go out? Or you can find a friend..."

"Friend?" Long Zhao sneered, "You don't mean those ancient gods in Tiangong, do you?"

Qing Huan thinks about it too - this guy's eyes are higher than the top, and he doesn't necessarily put people, oh no, other gods in his eyes...

"It's even more boring to be with those guys." Long Zhao yawned: "Actually, the gods are very boring, and the whole Tiangong is very boring..."

Qing Huan looked at him - why is this person still the same as a long time ago?At that time, he was a demon, and with the identity of this sinful dragon, he was also displeasing to everyone and boring to see, and the surrounding monsters were also afraid of him. After all, his magic power was not as good as him, and if he resisted, he would be beaten, so everyone Avoid him... In fact, there is another reason. Those monsters don't regard Zhao as the same kind. He is a monster, but he is a descendant of a god, so they feel that he is a different kind.Later, when Zhao became a fairy, I don't know what the gods in the sky think of him, maybe they don't treat him as the same kind...

Long Zhao tugged at Qing Huan's trouser legs: "What are you thinking about?"

Qing Huan came back to her senses: "It's nothing..."

Long Zhao didn't know about Qing Huan yet—he said it was nothing, but it was clear that there was something.

The corner of Long Zhao's mouth curled up into a smirk, and with a forceful force, he directly pulled Qing Huan, who was above the pool, into the pool——

With a "plop", Qing Huan was dragged down, and threw herself into Long Zhao's arms, but she couldn't help getting drenched...

"Long Zhao!!!" Qing Huan was a little bit dumbfounded—Long Zhao, who had maintained a mature and rational image before, was so...willful today, completely ignoring the rules, playing around like a child!

Long Zhao wrapped Qing Huan in his arms, looked down at him, his eyes were full of tenderness: "Now, you are mine."