East China Sea dust

Before Ao Zhan entered the door, Zhang Qinglan had already eaten a beggar's chicken prepared by the chef in the small kitchen, half a bowl of three cups of duck, and two cups of stewed eggs in abalone sauce. Busy with the Buddha jumping over the wall on the steamer.

Now that the Lord is back, Zhang Qinglan can no longer be so presumptuous.

Feeling guilty, he put the ceramic pot in his hand back into the steamer, and the young man quietly put his hands behind his back, rubbing the oil, salt and meat on his fingertips on the corner of his clothes.His toes kept rubbing against the floor, and his eyes flickered to the beams, looking absent-minded.

Seeing this, Ao Zhan's face became more depressed, he took a few steps forward, and stood in front of the young man.

Zhang Qinglan saw that the other party had a sullen face and said nothing, slowly lowered her head, and called "Master" again.Following the movement, a strand of untied black hair slowly slid down from the sideburns, dangling slightly by the ears.

The young man behaved extremely obediently and honestly, as if he was not the one who left the Dragon King alone by the sea, his expression was dazed and even a little innocent.

Ao Zhan looked at the reddish corners of his eyes from swallowing food, the thin powder floating on his cheeks, and the smell of food overflowing from the kitchen. For a moment, the unreasonable hunger was like a beast out of a cage. The dragon king's sea of ​​consciousness yelled wildly.

The man's face was as deep as water, and sullenly kicked the mahogany gate aside which he had accidentally torn apart, held back and didn't explode on the spot, instead waved his sleeves and turned around to step over the threshold, leaving only a cold sentence: "Go."

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With her head lowered, Zhang Qinglan followed Ao Zhan into the extravagant and luxurious bedroom of the Dragon King step by step.

As soon as he entered the door, he was almost choked by the strong ambergris and sneezed.

Soon, a maid stepped forward and took off the rough and simple black cloth clothes on Ao Zhan's body, and replaced them with the single clothes made of thousand-year-old ice silk that the Dragon King loved most.

After serving Ao Zhan to wash and change clothes, the maids left the room one after another, leaving only Zhang Qinglan standing quietly in the middle of the main room.

Ao Zhan dama leaned on the white jade reclining chair, holding a jug of old wine in his hand, frowning, and drank half of the jug in two or three strokes.

Immediately, there was a strong aroma of wine in the air.

Zhang Qinglan looked sideways, staring at the tassels hanging from the curtain without blinking, with a cold expression, but a small round bump appeared suspiciously on his cheek. If he went up to sniff at this time, he might smell nougat.

When Ao Zhan saw this, the lingering black energy between his brows grew stronger, and subconsciously exerted force on the fingers holding the jug, and said in a hoarse voice, "Zhang Qinglan, come here for me."

After the name was named, the young man buried his head lowered slightly, gathered the candy paper into a small ball in his hand, and quietly threw it into the corner.

Walking to Ao Zhan's feet in three or two steps, without the Dragon King speaking, Zhang Qinglan knelt down obediently and called out in a low voice, "Master."

Ao Zhan sneered when he heard this, and looked down at him.

The clothes the young man was wearing had been changed a long time ago, and they were no more messy than before. The plain clothes wrapped his thin and thin body properly, and there was even a little scent of soap locust left.The kneeling straight figure is thin and slender, with long and thick eyelashes hanging down, suppressing all the emotions in the eyes.

The only thing that remains the same is the long hair that is not tied, which is scattered around the shoulders and neck. Ao Zhan doesn't like it, because it makes him look extra coquettish on the bed.

"Tell the master, where did our lord Tianshi go last night, hmm?" Ao Zhan's breath was cold, like a snake, entangled around people's ears, hissing.

The woman and the crystal with the fourth rune flickered inexplicably before her eyes. Zhang Qinglan pursed her lips, shook her head, and didn't say much.

In fact, that piece of crystal can be regarded as a magic weapon, named "Testing Love Stone". According to legend, it was forged by some celestial master a long time ago to test the existence of the Seven Emotions.

The pattern on the crystal stone is the manifestation of some kind of spell, carved on it with a secret method, and it will not wear out for thousands of years.Each piece of separated mantra not only corresponds to the position of the Big Dipper in the sky, but also corresponds to the seven emotions of happiness, anger, worry, thought, sadness, fear and shock.

In the past two years, whenever Zhang Qinglan found an opportunity, she would use this love test stone to test Ao Zhan's condition, but every time the crystal stone tested results, only the patterns representing the three emotions of anger, fear, and shock were bright.

It wasn't until last night, when the woman appeared, that the fourth rune, which hadn't moved for a long time, began to flicker. It seemed to be bright but not bright, and it was extremely unstable.

"No..." Zhang Qinglan's eyes drifted away. Hearing Ao Zhan's obviously mocking words, he couldn't feel any refutation. He just blinked dully and replied softly, "I didn't go anywhere."

He did it on purpose.

Last night, he actually hid behind the rocks all the time, deliberately waiting for the woman to meet Ao Zhan who was unconscious by the sea, and watched the woman's servants carry Ao Zhan into the carriage and bring him back to the town safely. Back to Dragon King Mansion.

I personally gave Lord Dragon King a piece of gentle land, which is very likely to be an opportunity to help him get out of his predicament... Zhang Qinglan thought, isn't this enough?

It's a pity that Ao Zhan didn't appreciate it at all. He looked at Zhang Qinglan coldly for a moment, and suddenly broke out when the other party was unprepared. Then he grabbed the young man's wrist and pulled him onto the couch.

The positions of the two were reversed in an instant, and Zhang Qinglan was firmly pressed down by the tall man, with the cold hip flask pressed against her cheek.

Ao Zhan leaned on the young man, leaned over to look at him, his eyes were sinister and fierce, he raised his hand and forced the jug to the young man's lips, turned his wrist, and poured the remaining half of the jug into the young man's mouth mouth.

Zhang Qinglan was caught off guard, and the wine that she didn't have time to swallow flowed out from the corner of her mouth, and slid down the glistening liquid on her fair neck, leaving a dark watermark on her collar.

Unprepared, he was coughed up by the spicy wine, his lips and tongue were overflowing with transparent wine, the young man's eyes were reddened, and the corners of his eyes overflowed with a little bit of crystal water.

It took half a cup of tea for Zhang Qinglan to get through the rush.

Panting heavily, he looked at Ao Zhan with frozen eyes, the young man's chest heaved, and the blush on his cheeks became more intense.I don't know how long it was silent, before stretching out soft and warm hands, gently holding the wine glass that Ao Zhan was holding.

Zhang Qinglan lowered her eyes, turned her head, and stuck out her bright red tongue, licking the wine stains on the wall of the pot bit by bit.

During this period, the soft and slippery tip of his tongue inevitably touched Lord Dragon King's hands that were still holding the jug tightly.

Ao Zhan's face was gloomy, and he scolded him in a cold voice: "It's so coquettish."

Zhang Qinglan froze when she heard the words, and closed her eyes.

When I opened it again, I didn't have any more emotions. I just calmed down my voice and closed my eyes: "Isn't that what the master wants?"

The Dragon King sneered, loosened the shackles on the young man, and turned to embrace him with his back facing him, leaning against the back of the chair, and bit off the fair-skinned Guanghua's neck with one bite, biting hard.

Zhang Qinglan turned his back to the Dragon King, lowered his hands without any resistance, and let others do what he did—naturally, Ao Zhan couldn't see the young man staring at the void at this time, with a slightly hesitant and empty expression.

... If you really want to study, the matter has to start two years ago.

At that time, Zhang Qinglan relied on her thick skin and some kind of great luck to actually live in the palace.

At first, his residence was arranged by Butler Wang, who specially selected the most remote and dilapidated courtyard in the mansion, which was eight hundred miles away from the Dragon King's usual living room.

He is a mortal, and he is out of tune with the ghosts in this house. Even the maids will avoid him, not to mention Ao Zhan, who can't see the end of the dragon.

It can be said that for half a year, the youth was deliberately ignored in the mansion.

The housekeeper in the mansion never cared about Zhang Qinglan, he always disappeared during the day, and he didn't know what to do. At night, everyone had been busy all day, and they didn't care about a man who couldn't even meet the head of the house. of mortals.

After all, there won't be any big troubles. Steward Wang has always turned a blind eye to Zhang Qinglan, which is very meaningless.

Zhang Qinglan's transparent life continued until a certain full moon night came.

That night, the young man had just collected enough moonlight on the tips of the bamboo leaves from the bamboo garden in the mansion, and had just returned to his courtyard. As soon as he closed the courtyard door, he was surprised to find a dark shadow standing in the middle of the inner courtyard.

The figure was tall and stern, staring at Zhang Qinglan who entered the door, motionless.

The feeling of being stared at by wild beasts arises spontaneously, and the cold and horrifying touch rushes straight into my mind along the spine.

Zhang Qinglan wanted to escape subconsciously, but Ao Zhan threw him to the ground from behind. He bit a small piece of skin on the back of his neck, and a trace of blood leaked out.

Under the moonlight, the young man turned his head with difficulty, and found that the man whom he hadn't seen in half a year, who was almost a complete stranger to him, actually had dragon horns, and dragon scales faintly appeared on his exposed forearm.

A pair of vertical pupils covered a deep emerald color, and the pupils were filled with the look of hunting prey.

It was a blink of an eye again, only to feel the gust of wind pass by.When Zhang Qinglan opened her eyes again, she realized that she had been brought by Ao Zhan into a bath paved with gold.

Immediately afterwards, there was some cloud and rain, and the water melted.

The dragon king who lost his mind held the young man to make trouble in the warm pool water. Although he was unconscious, he played tricks on people endlessly.

Zhang Qinglan tried to resist at first, but the little methods used on Ao Zhan were like a mayfly shaking a tree, without any effect.

In the end... In the end, even he himself was in a state of confusion, addicted to it, and could no longer have the heart to escape.

I don't know how long the two have been entangled, Ao Zhan returns rationally, and finds that in his arms is the shameless and skinless human monk from that day, and his heart flares up for a moment.But while he couldn't help tearing people apart and eating them into his stomach, he asked viciously, "Is this your purpose?"

Zhang Qinglan's face was wet, with some tears, and his expression was empty, staring at the relief sculpture on the dome of the bathing pool, struggling: "No... um..."

Although Ao Zhan knew that he acted perversely and violently after he transformed into a dragon, it was the first time that he was entangled with an ordinary human being after regaining consciousness.

The arrogant Dragon King believed that this was a trick of despicable mortals behind the scenes, and immediately acted more ruthlessly, making the young man's face covered with tears and begging for mercy.

... Who would have thought that after one night, Zhang Qinglan's originally meager spiritual power would increase by a large amount.

It simply confirmed Ao Zhan's conjecture.

Seduce the Dragon King to bed for his own cultivation.Maybe what kind of crooked method of nourishing and replenishing is practiced behind the scenes.

So Ao Zhan simply threw away all hypocritical pretense in front of Zhang Qinglan, revealing his vicious and domineering nature.The responsibility was completely pushed to Zhang Qinglan, who "practiced the technique of harvesting and nourishing".

Not only during the few hours when the dragon is transformed every month, when all reason is completely lost, every time the young man is dragged to bed with various reasons, the wicked and evil-minded Lord Dragon King will whisper in Zhang Qinglan's ear while moving:

"Since you're so hungry//thirsty... the master will satisfy you."

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