Husband is a little milk dragon

Chapter 4 No Kiss, No Sleep Together...

Nan Gu stared at her bluntly, the dragon's horns in his hair showed signs of glowing slightly, his eyes were clear and he knew what he wanted, but his movements were chaotic.

Gong Ninghuan's brows and eyes were cold, but her red lips, which were rendered even more crimson by the candlelight, were half parted, and her voice was even more charming like a fairy in the dark night, "Did she teach you that?"

Nan Gu lowered his dark brown eyes and said, "First, take off your clothes first."

"And then." Gong Ninghuan looked at him amusedly.

"Dear Concubine...Hold Ai Concubine..." Nan Gu stuck out the tip of his tail... "Then..."

"Wrong." Gong Ninghuan suddenly curled her lips and interrupted him in a low voice, she used her internal force to push back the thorns on the edge of his dragon wings with her fingertips, her fingers were very cold, like ice water Caressing his dragon scales made Nan Gu tremble all over. At the same time, Gong Ninghuan broke free with the other hand, raised her hand and clasped the back of Nan Gu's neck and pulled her down fiercely. In his ear, the voice was cold and low, "Did the nanny tell His Highness how to make the dragon comfortable and how to make the dragon absorb the other party's yin energy?"

At that moment, Nan Gu's eyes seemed to be stained with an unknown emotion, biting his lips slightly as if trying to suppress the unsteady breath, but Gong Ninghuan's hand was moving, like a snake breathing Nobuko,.

"It's like this..." Gong Ninghuan's hand came to his back wing, Nan Gu's breath became more and more unsteady, his face turned red and flushed, but after a while, Gong Ninghuan smiled and withdrew his hand, " alright."

Nan Gu: "..."

I can't move.

It was only then that Nan Gu realized what was going on, as if discouraged, he drooped his eyelids and lowered his head.

Gong Ninghuan pushed the stupid dragon away, stood up, and when she straightened the neckline of her clothes, she found blood on her palms. Gong Ninghuan remembered something, turned her head back, and looked down at Nan Gu's wings. When it came to the blood dripping on the ground along the smooth brown-golden dragon scales, the little guy didn't seem to make a sound from the beginning to the end.

Gong Ninghuan shouldn't meddle in other people's business, but right now she is taking on the role of Nan Gu's princess, even if it's only temporarily, on the surface, the time to ask questions is always in place, Gong Ninghuan raised her eyes and asked: "What's wrong, Your Highness?" ?”

Nan Gu didn't move, but still raised his eyes, seeing Gong Ninghuan glanced at his right wing, he looked at her with clear brown eyes, and shook his head.

Gong Ninghuan stood up and gently held his injured right wing, "Does it hurt?"

Nan Gu also said lightly: "It doesn't hurt."

Gong Ninghuan exerted a little more internal strength. As a dragon trainer, she naturally knew the key points of the dragon's wings. As expected, the next moment, Nan Gu frowned slightly, took a breath a little unsteadily, and finally Forced to re-open the beautiful wings.

At this time, Gong Ninghuan had just clearly seen the wound on his right wing. It seemed that two dragon scales had been dug out alive by a blunt instrument, and the wound had not been treated, so it kept bleeding. Gong Ninghuan stared at the bloody wound. The wound, and asked blankly: "What's going on?"

Nan Gu then looked down at the wound on the right wing, and replied dumbly: "The fourth brother said that I am married, and I want to give him two dragon scales."

Gong Ninghuan withdrew her hand, "How did you send it?"

"He used what his father gave him, the divine axe, from me..." Nan Gu suddenly made a very painful expression, and then fell silent.

Gong Ninghuan didn't say anything else, she found the baggage she was traveling with, took out a bottle of medicine, turned around, and saw that little milk dragon climbed up to the place where she was lying just now, and reserved a seat for her Wait for her to come back.

Gong Ninghuan was stunned on the spot holding the medicine, blinked slightly after a while, walked over, opened the bottle cap and said, "Open the right wing."

Nan Gu spread his wings obediently, and Gong Ninghuan knelt on the couch with half-bent legs, silently treating his wound and applying medicine.

During this period, Nan Gu didn't seem to be in pain, and stared at Gong Ninghuan's slightly drooping eyebrows without blinking. Those eyebrows were painted with red makeup, and the outline became more and more glamorous, very beautiful, and like a certain woman. A flower with thorns, which makes people dare not touch it.

After wiping away the blood stains on Nan Gu's right wing, Gong Ninghuan took back the medicine bottle and said, "Avoid luck for two days, and new dragon scales will grow back in two days." After a pause, she again He said lightly, "Go to sleep on the dragon couch, Your Highness, it's a bit small here."

"Aifei..."

"No." Gong Ninghuan knew what he was going to say, but she still refused in a cold voice.

Nan Gu stared at her with brown eyes, his cold gaze seemed to be looking at something rather than a person. After a while, Nan Gu got off the bed without saying a word, dragging his tail Back on the dragon couch, while repeating the broken thoughts dumbly, "I didn't drink a cup of wine, I didn't kiss, I didn't sleep together..."

Gong Ninghuan behind her: "..."

……

The next day, before dawn, someone knocked on the door outside. Gong Ninghuan woke up in a daze, feeling her chest sinking, as if being pressed by something. Gong Ninghuan opened her eyes coldly, and first saw a ball of The fluffy golden curly ball was on her chest, realizing something, she frowned and pushed away a certain dragon sleeping on her chest.

Seeing the little milk dragon wriggling slowly with the tip of its tail ready to wake up, Gong Ninghuan didn't have time to say anything, she got up and went to open the door, standing outside was a woman in plain clothes, that woman She looked her up and down, smiled and said: "Morning, Wangfei, I am Qing He, the nanny of the Second Highness."

Gong Ninghuan nodded, still expressionless.

"I want to go in and take a look?" When Qing He said this, she was not asking for her meaning, but just saying it.

Naturally, Gong Ninghuan didn't say much, she stepped aside, she watched Qing He go in, she caught a small bottle in her hand from the corner of her eye, when she closed the door, she saw that the guards outside had all been dismissed at some point , Gong Ninghuan raised the corner of her eyes slightly, and turned back.

The little milk dragon was already standing on the side of the dragon couch, with its wings folded, its tail swaying gently on the ground, and when it raised its head, the dragon's horns swayed, as if to say something to Qinghe.

(End of this chapter)