My love game is too abstract.

Chapter 222: Will You Be My Father? (4k)

Today, Yaluo finally saw it.

The Silver Moon Dragon King has this side to him.

When the Dragon King is drunk, he acts just like a little child.

At this time, she was hugging Yaluo's arm, her tail hanging down behind her, and her steps were shaky. If Yaluo hadn't supported her, she might have fallen to the ground after taking a few steps.

"Yalo~"

"what?"

“It’s so dark.”

"Because it's already twelve o'clock!"

"The road is so dark, aren't there any monsters?"

"This is a city! It's already midnight and there's no one around. How could any monster come from here? And you're a dragon! What are you afraid of?"

"There's none?"

"That's all right, but I'm here, so just rest assured."

Yaluo raised his hand and touched her head twice.

"Well, touch me a few more times." Zeshia rubbed her face on his arm like a kitten.

As they walked, Zeshia called out again:
"Yalo."

"what happened again?"

"My feet hurt. These shoes have rubbed my skin off."

"Huh? Let me see?"

They found a bench on the side of the road and sat down. Yalu squatted in front of her, holding the little feet in black high heels with his hands, unfastened the buckles, and took out the white and rosy feet.

The feet were a little cold, the skin was snow-white, almost transparent, and the light blue veins on the instep could be vaguely seen.

A pair of toes, as round as cardamom, curled and flexed playfully in his hands.

"No wounds?"

Yaluo held the feet and checked them over and over again, including the toes and heels. Not only were there no blisters, but even the skin was not broken.

How could the dragon's physical strength be affected by a pair of high heels?

I untied the other foot, and found that it was also as smooth as new, without any damage or dirt, and it was safe to eat directly.

"It just hurts." Zeshia curled her lips slightly.

"Rub it for me."

Yalu had no choice but to hold the small and delicate dragon claw and gently massage it.

"Mmm Yaluo's hands are so warm." Zeshia whispered.

"Does it still hurt now?"

"It still hurts," Zeshia nodded.
Yaluo continued to press, and just as he was holding one foot, Zeshia suddenly lifted the other foot and placed it on his head.

Looking up, I saw Silver Dragon's half-smile.

"What are you doing?"

"Do you not like it?"

"Who likes someone putting their foot on their head?"

"You put it in your mouth before!" Zeshia retorted.

"Can that be the same?"

Yaluo took her feet off.
Zeshia seemed slightly dissatisfied:

"You usually kiss my feet at times like this."

"I don't have an appetite today," said Yaluo.

"You don't like it anymore," Zeshia said, feeling a little aggrieved.

"Okay, okay, kiss, kiss is okay."

Yaluo kissed between the white toes.

"It's disgusting when it's stained with saliva."

".So what do you want?"

"I" Zeshia lowered my head:
"I'm thirsty and want something to drink."

"You only had five glasses of wine and a cup of tea."

"I'm just thirsty and my throat is dry," Zeshia said coquettishly.

"Okay, got it. Wait a minute, I'll go get a glass of water from the park over there."

It's late at night now, and the only water available is the self-service taps in the park.

"Come back soon." Zeshia said like a little girl left on the roadside by her parents.

Yaluo left, and she sat alone on the quiet roadside, the cool evening breeze blowing across her hot face.

About two minutes later, Yaluo still hadn't returned.

“So slow”

She leaned back on the bench and looked at the starry sky.

Suddenly she noticed something, turned her head, and saw a man in the corner behind her, grinning at her with his teeth bared.

Silver Dragon frowned slightly and said to him in a cold voice:
"Hey, human, you have two seconds to get out of here, otherwise..."

The warning sound was confirmed to have been heard by the other party, but he did not move, still looking at him happily with his teeth bared, one hand seemed to be making some gestures, and the other hand was holding something.

"Hey, didn't you hear me talking to you? Get out of here," Zeshia shouted at him again.

But still motionless.

Silver Dragon was angry. It was the first time someone dared to look down on her like this!
"Asshole! You pissed me off!"

She stood up suddenly and shouted angrily.

Yaluo just came back at this time. Seeing that she looked like she was going to destroy the whole street, he hurried forward to hold her back.

"Zeshia! What are you doing!?"

"There's a human over there who actually dares to despise the dragon clan! I'm going to kill him!" said the silver dragon angrily.

"Where is the person?"

“There!”

Zeshia pointed, and Yaluo looked over. After seeing the "person" clearly, he slapped his forehead.

“That’s a poster.”

What angered Zeshia was an advertisement posted on the corner of the wall. The man in the poster showed a big toothy smile, one hand giving a thumbs-up and the other holding a bag of fertilizer. There was also an advertisement slogan on it:

"Fukla! Annual output of 88,000!"

"poster?"

Zeshia tilted her head and frowned.

"So that guy's name is Poster? What a disgusting name."

"That's enough, drink the water, we should go back." Yaluo pulled her down and handed her the cup full of water.

"I want you to feed me." Zeshia said.

Yaluo put the cup to her lips.

But the silver dragon still refused to drink: "Feed with your mouth."

"Can you be normal?"

"No! I want you to feed me with your mouth!" Zeshia said coquettishly, waving her hands up and down like a child.

“I should have taken a picture of you like this.”

This idea reminded Yaluo. He took out his mobile phone, turned on the camera function, and started filming Zeshia who was throwing a tantrum.

After recording this rare scene, he sighed silently, picked up the cup and took a sip himself, then bent down, held Zeshia's pretty face, and put his mouth on hers.

Kissing the delicate lips that still smelled of wine, Zeshia also hugged his neck and took small sips of it.

Separated, the girl breathed softly, stared into his eyes, and whispered:
"More to drink"

A glass of water was finished just like that.

Satisfied, Zeshia finally agreed to go back.

She would probably fall if she walked in this condition, so Yaluo picked up her shoes, carried Yinlong on his back, and walked home.

Walking on the moonlit path, Zeshia pressed her face against his back and whispered softly:

"Yalo."

"Ok?"

"I like you."

"Oh."

"Huh, you should also say you like me."

"like you."

"I still want to listen."

"like you."

"Add the name."

"Like Zeshia."

"How much do you like it?"

"I like it as much as the whole moon." Yaluo said casually while looking at the bright big moon disk.

"Hehehe" Silver Dragon laughed foolishly and rubbed his face against his back.

"Yalo."

"what happened again?"

Silver Dragon came closer and whispered in his ear in an extremely charming tone:
"I want to be with you, Zhuo Ai."

Yaluo stumbled.

"Hehe." Silver Dragon said with a grin, "As expected, you get excited when I talk about this, you pervert."

"If you say anything nonsense again, I'll throw you down, believe it or not."

"I'm not talking nonsense." Zeshia put her face on his shoulder and spoke in his ear.

"Don't you want to follow me, Zhuo Ai?"

"Well, do you know how humans do it?" Yalu asked.

"Of course I know. I read it in a book."

"How to do it?"

"Just the two of us together, you on top of me, and then you made some flower bloom. I can't remember what happened next..."

"Haha." Yaluo laughed dryly.

While holding Zeshia's thigh with his left hand, he took out his cell phone from his pocket and saw that the recording function was still running, so he recorded the conversation just now.

"Zeshia, I really want to see your expression when you hear this recording tomorrow," he said to himself.

At this moment, Zeshia suddenly bit his ear and licked it gently with her little tongue.

"What are you doing? We're still on the way." Yaluo said, shrinking his neck.

“I want to eat something.”

"what?"

"The tomato noodles with meat you made the other day." Zeshia whispered.

"Okay, I'll make it for you when I get back."

"Hehe." Zeshia laughed, "Yalo, you're talking like a father right now."

Then she became a little depressed again.

"I haven't seen my parents since I hatched from the egg."

Yaluo remembered that Zeshia said her parents left after she was hatched, and it was Elga who raised her.

"Hey, Yaluo."

"Ok?"

"Will you be my dad?"

"Huh? What kind of performance art are you doing?"

"Go ahead, go ahead." Zeshia said coquettishly on his back.

"Okay, okay, I'll take charge. I'll take charge, okay, my girl!" Yaluo shouted.

"Hehe." Zeshia was finally satisfied, and she leaned close to his ear again, her soft lips pressed against his ear, and with the aroma of wine, she made an extremely charming sound:

"Dad~"

This sound almost made Yaluo leave.

It's okay for a child like Ji Xiaofei to call him twice, but for someone like Yinlong, calling him in such a tone...
The silver dragon on his back raised his lips and said, "You are really excited when I call you that."

"No"

"Not yet, my ears are red."

Zeshia kissed his hot, red ear.

"But if you want me to call you that in the future, that's fine."

She lowered her voice again, put her lips close to his ear and said:
“But only in bed.”

When drunk, Zeshia not only behaves like a child, but is also quite aggressive.

Yaluo can't bear it anymore.

When I got home, everyone was already asleep. I picked up the half-asleep Yinlong, carried her into her room, and threw her on the soft big bed.

"Lie down for a while, I'll boil some hot water for you." Yaluo said.

"Don't go."

Zeshia grabbed him and said with a pout:
"I want you to tell me a story."

"Stop it, are you Xiao Ji? You're over three hundred years old and still listening to stories." Ya Luo said.

"Just listen," Zeshia insisted.

"You bastard"

"Yalo? You just came back?"

There was a voice coming from the door. It was the little snake Lulula. She was wearing a nightgown and her eyes were hazy.

"Hey? What happened to Zeshia?" She asked in surprise when she saw Zeshia hugging Yaluo's arm tightly.

"He's drunk. That's just right, Lulula, come and watch over him for me. I'll go boil some water." Yaluo said.

"Oh, oh okay."

Only then did Yaluo get away.

Lulula sat on the edge of the bed, looking at Zeshia, who was drunk and confused, with an uneasy look on her face.

The atmosphere was a little awkward.

"Uh, Zeshia, do you want to change your clothes?" she asked tentatively.

"Hmm?" Zeshia looked up at her.

"Your clothes smell of alcohol now."

When facing the silver dragon, Lulula always feels fearful. It was the same at this time. She felt a little scared when Zeshia looked at her.

"If you don't need it then..."

Zeshia suddenly rushed over, pressed on her, and grabbed her with both hands.

"Asshole! I've been annoyed with you for a long time! Why are you so arrogant? You're a pair of big watermelons!"

"What are you doing?!" Lulula screamed in panic.

"I'm going to pick your watermelon off!"

"Zeshia, stop it!!"

The scream attracted Yalu back. She saw Zeshia sitting on Lulula and doing excessive things to her, so she hurried forward, hugged her, and dragged her off Lulula.

"Sorry, Lulula, you should go back to sleep first. I'm here for you." Yaluo said.

Lulula ran away as if escaping.

"Don't run, you watermelon freak!" Zeshia was still shouting.

"Stop embarrassing yourself." Yaluo couldn't bear to watch any longer.

Zeshia staggered and fell down again.

Yaluo brought hot water and washed her body with a towel.

"Change your clothes." He found her pajamas from the closet and threw them to her.

Zeshia picked up her pajamas and looked at Yalo again.

"You change it for me."

After thinking for two seconds, Yaluo walked forward.

The Dragonborn's clothes were somewhat difficult to remove, not to mention that Zeshia was wearing a more complicated dress today.

There are three layers inside and outside.

I tried for a long time but couldn't take it off.

"You, raise your hands higher." He took off her coat, wanting to use more force to pull it out directly from the head.

With a little effort, he pulled the clothes out, but at the moment of taking them off, he lost his balance and fell on Zeshia.

Pinned her down.

"Well"

Zeshia looked at Yaluo on her body, her eyes widened in surprise, then she suddenly pursed her lips and stopped talking, her eyes softened, and she turned her face away shyly.

Yaluo's heart trembled. The expression of the beautiful girl beneath him only sent him one signal:
"Please help yourself."

"Yalo." Silver Dragon said softly.

"I'm here."

"I..." Silver Dragon's eyes showed extreme shyness.

"I think Nian Nian..."

"."

Yaluo stood up and pulled her up.

But Zeusiah suddenly threw him to the ground and sat on him.

"What are you doing? Aren't you in a hurry to go to the toilet?" Yaluo looked at Zeshia who was sitting on him with a mischievous smile on her face.

"You are,"

"what?"

Yaluo was stunned for a moment.
But it is already late.

(End of this chapter)