There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 368. The thirty-second dragon scale (2)

The 32nd Dragon Scale (2)

Duan Jin can't remember the last time he ate with his wife, whether she was so... able to eat. In his impression, she was a lady who could almost be called perfect. She didn't eat a lot, so she maintained a figure like a weak willow and the wind, making her look very delicate. But today... Originally, Duan Jin thought that two people might not be able to finish this breakfast, but in the end, it was not wasted at all.

——All into Linglong's belly.

The little chubby dumpling rolled on the carpet next to it, smelling it now, eagerly looking at the source of the fragrance, but how lingering and hard-hearted, Quan thought he didn't see it.

Linglong finished her breakfast and asked Duan Jin, "Are you okay?"

Duan Jin looked over suspiciously.

"If it's all right, do me a favor and not embarrass you?"

She didn't talk to him very politely or rudely. Anyway, it was the kind of light tone that you can help or not. Duan Jin really had nothing else to do today, how could he refuse if his wife asked him to do something? He nodded and said, "Come and listen to me."

Linglong said: "It's not enough to just say it. Ah Xin, bring the blueprint I drew last night. Have you prepared everything?"

A Xin ran over, holding a piece of paper in her hand. On it was a small picture of the stroller that Linglong drew with charcoal. What materials are needed, how much each material is needed, and how to install and make it - all written on it .

This is the first time Duan Jin has seen such a thing. He has seen the carriages used by the military and farmers to pull goods, but it is the first time he has seen them for small babies. Although he is a civil official, he has a very strong hands-on ability. Linglong found his speciality in carving in his memory. It is said that he once carved a fragrant wooden figure as a gift to his sweetheart. However, Linglong has not seen it with her own eyes, and she does not know whether the carving is good or not.

So Duan Jin didn't do anything all morning, and just made a stroller under Linglong's command. Fortunately, Linglong was very satisfied with the final result. When the paint was dry and the smell disappeared, she I can stuff that little fat man who always wants to be carried in.

I can't hold it. I can't hold it.

Little Fatty is also very curious about the stroller, and from time to time he stretches out his hand to scratch it, and Linglong puts him on his lap and feeds him the simmered egg custard. He grew up on the milk of a nursing mother and has not eaten After such delicious food, the mouth is full of endless aftertastes. I don't know why, he especially likes to pester Linglong. In the past, as long as you eat and drink well and your body is refreshing, you can lie down and play for a long time, but now it can't work. You have to accompany Linglong. nose.

Linglong thinks it's all habit. In the past, his mother ignored him all day long and regarded him as nothing, so he was very good and easy to take care of. Now her fake mother treats him a little bit better, so he starts to push his nose His face was stunned. Sure enough, no matter what kind of cub, he couldn't be too indulgent. If he gave him a little sunshine, he would like to take one step to the sky.

But she is really boring at Duan's house, and it's not impossible to play with the little fat man. Mrs. Duan keeps the house in good order, and most of the people are honest and responsible, except for Linglong's own yard, the original owner's temperament, except Duan Jin, who doesn't care about anyone, and the people in her yard don't know if they are raising wild hearts. Many of them were newly bought by Mrs. Duan when they were married, and they were no better than the old people in the house.

Little Fatty is ten months old, and he is very skilled at turning over, as long as he is exquisite and does not make trouble. But it was not pleasing to the eyes of her to see him turn over so easily. She had to poke someone's little flesh and let the little fat man turn over with all his might before he was willing to give up. Little Fatty has a good temper and never gets angry with Linglong. As long as she is with him, he is happy, and he is not annoyed at all when he is pressed into a little turtle.

Duan Jin came over at noon and saw his wife sitting cross-legged on the ground, resting her cheek with one hand, and poking their son's back with the other, while his fat son was pulling like a little turtle Limbs giggled, trying to turn over but couldn't.

This scene is really funny. Duan Jin has never seen how others act like mothers, but he doesn't think he should treat his son as a toy like Linglong.

Linglong felt that someone was watching her, she raised her head, saw Duan Jin, ignored him, and continued to poke her son to play. The little fat man also seemed to sense that there was an enemy invasion, so he stopped scratching, and tried his best to raise his head and look at the door to see who that person was.

Actually, not only was the little fat man's mother ignoring him, but his own father didn't think he would be better off. Mr. Censor is busy with official business and working hard for the country. Where can I have time to accompany my children at home? I'm afraid it's not the little fat man who doesn't even know who he is.

When I really want to talk about what I owe to the little fat man, Linglong feels that both of them have a share, so don't blame anyone.

Seeing that she had come in and she was still poking at her son, Duan Jin couldn't hold back and said, "What are you... poking him for?"

"Exercise his xinxing, hone his will, let him know that life is not easy, do it and cherish it."

Duan Jin:...

The little fat man let out a cry, as if to echo his mother's words, Linglong reached out to his arm and picked him up, asking Duan Jin, "What's the matter with you?"

"Mother let us have lunch together at noon."

"Got it."

She just knew that there was nothing else to say. She really had nothing to say to Duan Jin. This life is good-looking, but it is more important to be a cub than a sleeping man.

Duan Jin sat down at the table, Linglong played with the little fat man for a while before realizing that he had not left, and said strangely: "Why are you still here, didn't you want to come in at all? ?"

She was really curious, because everything she knew about Duan Jin came from the original memory of this body. Although she couldn't guarantee 100% authenticity, it was basically flawless. "Oh I see, you want to wait for us to go together, so mother doesn't think our relationship is broken?"

Then he said to himself: "Then you worry too much, there will be no relationship between us, so how can we break up? You can go first, I will take Fatty with me later."

What can Duan Jin say? She hurriedly said the words, and he didn't deny it. He just stared at Linglong suspiciously for a few seconds, and thoughtfully said, "You are very different from before."

As we all know, this dragon has never been unreasonable and never guilty. She has always been interested in such things as human beings, so she will keep acting and pretend. When she is not in the mood and not interested, how happy and comfortable How come, I don't even think about what's going to happen, how scary it is, it will make the original owner angry, and so on - all of them have been swallowed up by her and become her energy, so what if you are angry and blame her? Is it useful?

So she sprayed back confidently: "What's the matter if it's different, I have to stay at the door all the time for twelve hours a day as before, waiting for you to come home and put my hot face on your cold ass, right? Why should I post it backwards? Am I ugly or old, and I want to wrong myself so much? Who do you like and who does it have to do with me. It hurts to see me ignoring you? How can people be like this? My temperament has changed because of my emotional wounds So wide?"

In the face of outsiders, Duan Jin has always been dignified and rigid, but he couldn't refute a single sentence to his wife. He really just found it strange, so he asked, and he was dizzy and dizzy. .

Linglong rolled his eyes at him, picked up the little fat man, put on his shoes and left, leaving Duan Jin alone to sit there for a while before he remembered to catch up.

He said, "Son, give me a hug."

Linglong unceremoniously shoved the little fat man to him, because her arms felt sore.

But the little fat man is not happy, he has no idea who this stranger is holding him! Seeing that his own mother didn't care about him, she sniffled and cried, struggling to reach out to Linglong, but she didn't give Duan Jin a hug anyway.

Lord Duan, I finally know what it means to be caught off guard. Obviously only a ten-year-old child, why is it so difficult to serve? Flutter like that?

Linglong laughed at him: "Your son doesn't even know you are his father."

Duan Jin is a little guilty: "I've been busy with official business in the past few days, so I'm tired of you."

Linglong hugged the little fat man back again. He obediently put his arms around her neck, and his chubby little face was meekly pressed against Linglong's cheek, probably because she was afraid that she would hug her to others again, and her little hands were very tight. So much so that Linglong patted his tender ass: "If you don't take it lightly, you will have no mother. Let's live with your heartless father in the future."

He seemed to understand, and as if he didn't understand, he let go of his little hand, and then immediately clasped it tightly. Duan Jin saw that she was struggling to walk. She was slender, but her son was really fat. He felt like he was going to fall in the next second, so he gently put his hand on Linglong's arm, lest she couldn't hold it.

It was good intentions, but Linglong stepped on her foot unceremoniously. Duan Jin was in pain, and she hummed: "Don't take the opportunity to eat my tofu, don't think that I will pretend to be a loving couple in front of your mother. "

Hearing this, Duan Jin was stunned for a moment.

He is a person who doesn't care about desires. After getting married, he is busy with official business. Sometimes he can't go home for several days. When he rarely returns home, he has to accept his wife's crying and accusations. It's really a headache, explain to her He didn't listen anymore, and the relationship between the two slowly dropped to freezing point. After more than a year of marriage, he could count the dozens of times he touched her. But the wife also loves face, and will take the initiative to make a loving appearance in front of outsiders.

Now it's in her mouth, but he's taking the initiative to pretend to be a loving couple.

For some reason, Duan Jin, who never knew how to get along with husband and wife, felt that he could not refute or question, otherwise he would definitely usher in a more terrible end.

Although he doesn't know what a more terrifying end would look like.

This is the legend, the desire to survive in the soul, especially when facing the dragon girl.