After I picked up a dragon

Chapter 72 Ten Times
"you!"

"presumptuous!"

"That's all it takes to be presumptuous? Ah Rong, I've seen people outside treat their beasts like this."

Shen Zhizhi showed surprise on his face, seeing Xiao Bailong's face getting redder and redder, he couldn't help jokingly said:

"Aren't you shy!"

"Arong, you are still young, you just need to practice more in the future."

Regardless of Xie Xian's complexion, Shen Zhizhi pretended to be old-fashioned and started talking seriously:

"If you are at my age, you will naturally have a thick skin. When I failed to cross the Heavenly Tribulation, I was also as thin-skinned as you, hiding and refusing to meet other people."

"But as I failed more and more, my mentality changed"

The little girl in front of her was chattering non-stop, and the topic became more and more biased, but her mood became excited, so she didn't notice Xiao Bailong's increasingly cold expression at this time.

Now Xie Xian's heart is very complicated. This little girl doesn't know his details, so naturally she doesn't know that he is actually over 2000 years old. Years old dragon is not uncommon.

If it is thick-skinned, how can it be compared to the little girl who is just two hundred years old in front of me.

But unfortunately, he couldn't say it yet.

"Arong, do you understand?"

Shen Zhizhi looked at Xiao Bailong who had listened to a long passage and nodded obediently. He was overjoyed, and was just about to finish the next sentence when he suddenly found that the picture album next to him had disappeared.

Shen Zhizhi:!

She remained expressionless, but her hands secretly searched under the quilt, groping inch by inch, but accidentally touched something cold.

Looking at the past along the line of sight, I actually touched a snake, bah!Dragon tail!

!!!

Xie Xian's face was completely dark, and he pulled his tail over, completely ignoring the messy Shen Zhizhi, and went to his den without returning the cigarette butts.

Only a few cold voices echoed in the empty bedside.

"I took the picture book away, and tomorrow I will copy the thousand-character prose ten times and teach it to me."

"ten,"

"Ten times?"

Shen Zhizhi shouted in disbelief, with dissatisfaction and protest in his tone,
But the only response to her was the whistling wind outside, and she could only angrily pull off the quilt to cover her body, and lay on her side, leaving only a back for the outside.

The night was getting darker, and the sound of the rain outside seemed to have stopped, drop by drop from the eaves, crystal clear like pearls, splashing a little bit of water, and the pearls made a sound.

In the early morning, the sound of chirping can be heard, and the morning light reflects the figure of the little girl on the window sill who is writing vigorously, and gradually fades away.

"Ah, it's finally finished."

Xie Xian lay on the table, heard the little girl's voice and raised his eyelids, but saw a thick stack of white paper under the slender palm in front of him, and the crooked handwriting jumped out on the paper.

"I'm done!"

Xie Xian raised his eyebrows with a muffled tone in his delicate voice, and tilted his head to look:

Oh, this little girl is still angry!

Before he got angry with what happened yesterday, the little girl copied it by the window early. She thought it was because she realized the mistake and actively corrected it, but she didn't expect that she had been ignoring him since early in the morning.

Now that she finished copying the words, she put on a childish temper again, and a strand of her hair was slightly pouted, but she couldn't hold it down no matter how hard she tried.

Xie Xian was speechless, he naturally disdained to argue with children, but he glanced at the word lightly, then continued to close his eyes and narrowed his eyes slightly.

On weekdays, there are many things in Jiuchong, and it is difficult for him to rest, but now he can be regarded as enjoying leisure.

(End of this chapter)