How to Feed Your Dragon

Chapter 207 Show off (two more)
On the second day, the sky was just getting dark.

In the group where the empire guarded the orcs, everyone was awakened by the direct bombardment of Wei Ye's news.

[Scheming Dragon: We will be a family from now on, I hope everyone will get along well. 】

[Stinky Phoenix:? 】

[Indifferent snake:? 】

[Greedy Leopard:? 】

[Stupid Bear: Huh?what are you saying? 】

[Scheming Dragon: What I mean is, Tangtang and I are together, and you will all be her natal orcs from now on. 】

Feng Sheng looked at Wei Ye's message and silently pursed his lips.

He couldn't tell how he felt right now.

I just feel that my heart is empty, a little boring, and a little dusty.

Yes.

Wei Ye is so good, how could Jiang Tang not like it?
Feng Sheng took a leave of absence, and when he returned home, he looked at Feng Yi, who was also collapsed at home, and twitched his lips: "You also know?"

Feng Yi drank the high-grade wine in his hand, and said in a dull voice, "En."

"Tsk." Seeing Feng Yi's dejected look, Feng Sheng felt even more irritable.

He raised his feet and was about to go upstairs to change, when he heard Feng Yi muttering to himself: "Why do you think we can't get drunk with Xingji's wine?"

"It would be great if I could get drunk after drinking like a human being."

Feng Sheng turned around, folded his arms around his chest, and had a mocking smile on his face: "What? Do you still want to drink away your sorrow? Isn't that the behavior of a coward?"

Feng Yi shook his head: "I just want to fall asleep temporarily."

Feng Sheng didn't talk to Feng Yi again.

He went back to the room, took out the clothes he used to like to wear, and went out.

Go straight into the underground garage, drive out the most flamboyant levitator from inside, and then go to the most lively party scene in Emperor Star.

Feng Sheng set the levitator to autopilot, with a cigarette in his mouth, without any destination, swiping the invitation letter in his brain.

Ever since he fell in love with Jiang Tang, Feng Sheng hasn't lived that kind of life of feasting and feasting for a long time.

Many of these invitations are already a few months old.

Feng Sheng randomly chose the one closest to him, drove the levitator and rushed over.

There was a fire in his heart.

Burning what was left of his sanity.

Feng Sheng couldn't even tell what he was doing, he was just acting blindly with a tense nerve.

He didn't understand what he needed, he just didn't want to be alone, and he didn't want to use his brain to think about problems.

It's all good, he just doesn't want to recall the moment when he saw Wei Ye's message.

"Hanging Leaf" is the largest party venue in Emperor Star.

The customers inside adopt a membership system, and only members who have become Xuanye can enter.

And it is not easy to become a member inside. Only three or more members here can recommend it together.

But these requirements are useless among the upper echelons of the empire.

At least for Feng Sheng, this request is just a decoration.

His face is the best passport.

The orc at the door let Feng Sheng in without any hesitation.

His levitator was parked on the top floor of Xuanye, and his dark blue clothes couldn't hide Feng Sheng's light.

His phoenix eyes are the most eye-catching and bright, just standing here will attract the attention of all orcs.

An orc from the snake tribe came to Feng Sheng with a slender waist, holding a glass of pink champagne.

She bent down slightly, exposing the neck of the Beast Man, and her tail quietly came behind Feng Sheng, as if enclosing a territory.

A lady's cigarette was held between those slender fingers, and there was an indescribable charm at the corners of his eyes: "Need to light a cigarette? Master Feng."

Feng Sheng leaned on the bar, crossed his legs, and glanced lazily at the snake orc in front of him, with the tip of his tongue pressed against the tip of his teeth, there was no warmth in his eyes that seemed to be hidden in glass, they were full of coldness.

He casually took a look at the snake clan orcs. There was not much politeness in them, not at all polite and courteous as usual, but a bit sloppy.

Feng Sheng: "Get lost."

He withdrew his gaze, pursed his thin lips tightly, and looked extremely displeased.

The orcs of the snake tribe were not discouraged by Feng's promotion.

You must know that this is one of the representatives of the highest level of the empire, if you can get his favor, it will not be a loss.

So she moved closer to Feng Sheng, staring at Feng Sheng with a pair of coquettish eyes, as if full of affection.

But Feng Sheng only felt irritated.

He thought he must be crazy.

How can I still think about that human being in this kind of place?

This snake orc is obviously the type that he used to have a good time, but now he has no interest at all.

He turned his head away boringly, but he was laughing at himself in his heart.

What is the difference between myself and the snake orc in front of me?

are not loved.

Suddenly a hand grabbed the wrist of the snake orc.

A cold voice sounded beside Feng Sheng, it was Wu Huan who rushed over.

He looked at Feng Sheng with a cold face, and said indifferently, "Go, go have a drink over there."

Feng Sheng patted the non-existent dust on his body and was about to leave, but the snake orc still yelled at Feng Sheng.

"You really don't think about it?"

Feng Sheng stopped in his tracks without turning around, and then walked away as if nothing had happened.

Seeing Feng Sheng like this, Wu Huan also found it strange.

Feng Sheng, an orc, has inherited the arrogance of nobles [-]% of the time.

Although he usually communicates politely with other orcs, there are very few who can really get close to him.

Before meeting Jiang Tang, he was also a prodigal son.

Why don't you even want the ones delivered to your door now?
Wu Huan shook his head while thinking of this.

It was a wise decision to decide not to get involved in the first place.

Just look at this orc.

When this glass of wine called love doesn't belong to me, it's really hard.

Feng Sheng looked at Wu Huan who was silent, raised Erlang's legs, lit a cigarette by himself, exhaled a smoke ring, and then said, "Wei Ye called you here?"

"Ah." Before Wu Huan could react, he answered subconsciously, and then nodded.

It was indeed Wei Ye who called him over.

Probably just worried that this orc would be overwhelmed and do something that he would regret.

Feng Sheng also thought of this, and became even more angry.

He snorted coldly, then turned his head, the panic feeling in his heart suddenly dissipated a lot.

He drank the alcohol in one gulp, and felt the stinging pain across his throat, making his eyes a little red.

Then, Feng Sheng wiped his eyes and poured a few more glasses.

He raised his wine glass, and there seemed to be water in his bright eyes.

"Come on, have a drink."

Wu Huan cooperated and drank together.

Wei Ye received Wu Huan's brain message, and responded well.

It's not that he can't understand the eyes of Feng Sheng and Feng Yi.

But that's what feelings are.

Love is a matter of two beings.

Once other life forms are involved, there will always be injuries.

(End of this chapter)