Devilish Dream Boy Pampers Me to the Sky

Chu Ci wailed again.

He raised his little head triumphantly.

It looks a bit airy.

Need to touch.

Must be touched.

You can't go on without touching it.

"I have no horns."

Ji Chen was messed up by the little milk dragon.

Finally opened his mouth and came.

He just kept a cold face.

This look is not like a lie.

If it is someone else here.

Maybe I believed his nonsense.

That is to say, Chu Ci was reluctant to let go, and once again wailed.

Believe it or not, dragons have horns!

Speaking, the little milk dragon sniffed on his body.

Definitely, "Woo!"

Well, the taste of the same race.

Hear the conclusion of the little milk dragon.

A hint of surprise passed through Ji Chen's eyes.

For people of his level, the dragon breath is naturally well hidden.

People around can't find it.

After all these thousands of years, everyone still thought that his prototype was like this, and it wasn't made from some kind of spirit beast.

But this little milk dragon just smelled it, and then it smelled.

But things like touching the horns.

I thought of the feeling when I was chewed by the little milk dragon just now.

Ji Chen only felt that he was fortunate to hide his scales now.

Otherwise just think about this feeling.

I couldn't help but explode all over.

"Are you... sure to touch?"

But the little milk dragon is still not small.

And he was a little angry, squeezing his hair.

Ji Chen's voice was slightly hoarse, and it rang slowly.

Touching the horns, if it is the little milk dragon, it is not impossible.

Little milk's eyes lit up.

"You come down first."

Ji Chen held the dragon.

Look at the hair that was pulled off.

Open up.

"I'll touch you when I come down, or be careful to poke you."

He is a grown-up dragon.

The horns on the head.

Naturally, it was not the same as the little milk dragon's, just a little pointed.

In vain, it looks immature.

Ji Chen thought so in his heart.

It seems to think of the feel of Little Horn.

He rubbed his fingertips slightly.

The tip of the tongue licked the corner of his lips.

Then he coughed slightly.

Chu Ci poked out his Xiaolong's head suspiciously.

Stared at his clear, black eyes for a while.

Then it slowly crawled off his head.

Decided to give this **** another chance.

He took the little milk dragon back into his arms.

Ji Chen was a little relieved.

The little milk dragon tilted his head cutely and looked at him eagerly.

I can't wait.

Ji Chen's eyes were a little deep.

Thinking of the meaning of touching the horns of the same race.

Finally, there was a gleam in the eyes.

A pair of beautiful black horns emerged from his hair.

Just as he said.

Although the horns were a little weird, they were exceptionally good-looking, and the texture looked like a slightly clear black gem.

Reflecting the light of surrounding treasures.

The pair of black dragon horns emerged from his hair.

He added an indescribable sense of evil to his originally noble fairy appearance.

It was like a dark side suddenly appeared in the light.

But his face was still handsome and innocent, and his expression was still the same.

But there is a different breath.

Seeing Xiaomailong's eyes widened.

Ooooooo was very excited.

He raised his hand and hugged the little milk dragon.

Hold it to a position flush with yourself.

Let the little milk dragon stretch out his claws and he can touch his horns.

There was a bit of helplessness in the cold voice, "Touch it."