I raise dragon gods in the interstellar

Chapter 140 The Awkward Dragon God (fourth update)

Shu Qingqing's busyness didn't seem easy to shirk, Qiao Mei took a look at the little black dragon who was still nesting in the gemstone nest, and deleted what she had posted in the chat box.

The message she just received from Shu Qingqing was a voice message.

After opening it, Ao Cang naturally heard it too.

He curled up the dragon's body a little tighter, already acquiescing that Qiao Mei would choose to help Shu Qingqing and not care about his affairs.

But to his great surprise, after waiting for about 2 minutes, he heard another voice message from Shu Qingqing, asking her.

"Is this liver reliable? But when did you meet your new friend, Qiao Qiao? Why haven't you told us about it?"

Qiao Mei clicked on the voice recording, and briefly said that Gangan was her acquaintance when she was doing a part-time job on the Internet before. After being more reliable, she told Gangan that her account number and password had been given to Gangan.

"Gangan's rank is higher than mine, so let her be on my account. Tell Boss Shang and the others that I'll be down first. There's still some work to do here."

"Okay, then go ahead."

Ao Cang eavesdropped with his ears up all the time, and after Qiao Mei hung up the optical brain phone, the dragon body that was still tense had eased at this moment, and the dragon head hidden in the dragon body was also exposed.

Qiao Mei turned off the optical brain, and when she turned her head to look at Ao Cang again, she found that his sleeping posture in the gemstone nest seemed to have changed, and she froze for a moment.

"Cangcang, then, if you don't want to cook now, then go take a shower first. It's almost nine o'clock, and you can sleep well after washing."

Ao Cang still refused to move, but this time, it wasn't that he didn't want to be picked up by Qiao Mei, but that he didn't want to go to the bathroom.

He raised his dragon's head, his golden dragon eyes drooping, and asked her in a dull voice: "Why don't you go play games with Shu Qingqing and the others, do you have anything else to do?"

He clearly knew that what Qiao Mei said should be related to him, but he still asked.

The main thing is uncertainty and self-confidence.

Qiao Mei withdrew her hand helplessly, lay down next to the gemstone nest and looked at the little black dragon who had become particularly stubborn and cold today, and replied honestly: "Yes, there are still things on your side that are not finished, and I have nothing to do on your side." Coax well, how can you play games with them happily?"

"But you don't want to go to the bathroom or cook now, so what do you want to do?"

Ao Cang raised his long eyes, looked at the pile of ingredients Qiao Mei put aside, his eyes fell precisely on the plastic bag containing lemons, and asked her, is there not too much difference in taste between the made and drunk ones?

"Drink?" The girl followed his gaze and asked uncertainly, "You mean, you want to make just a drink?"

"If the difference in taste is not too big, then I will make this."

At dinner tonight, the thing Qiao Mei touches the most is lemonade on a stick.

Ao Cang took a look at its structure, that is, soda and lemon, it doesn't look particularly difficult to make, but the taste is probably similar, right?

Qiao Mei herself has made this stuff in modern times. In terms of taste difference, to be honest, as long as it is not too outrageous, the taste is indeed the same.

But like Xu Heyu, she has never seen someone who can make the taste so moderate and delicious.

She glanced at Ao Cang who was very concerned about her answer, but she didn't tell the matter, but told him back, the difference is not that big.

"Then since you're going to start doing this, turn into a human form and go clean the lemons with me now, your dragon claws are too small, you can't even pick up lemons."

Only then did Ao Cang slowly crawl out of the gem nest, and under Qiao Mei's gaze, he turned into a human form.

He was still wearing the off-white plaid cotton pajamas Qiao Mei bought for her before, and the shoulder-length half-length silver curly hair hanging on the pajamas was softly attached to his handsome face with deep eyebrows and eyes.

Compared with usual, when I go to see him now, I always feel that he is a bit awkward.

The long eyelashes blinked, but the golden eyes refused to meet Qiao Mei's gaze, but fell on the pomegranate red home dress she had put on.

"Let's go." He walked in front of Qiao Mei for the first time, and his big hand, which could see the blue veins, grabbed the plastic bag containing three lemons, and went straight to the faucet on the balcony.

Seeing this, Qiao Mei knew that his embarrassment hadn't passed, she sighed lightly, and followed her up.

Salt is needed to clean the lemon, but Ao Cang doesn't seem to know it, so he just flushes it directly at the faucet.

"Cang Cang, that's not the way to wash it." The girl poured a little salt into her hand, and then didn't take the lemon out of Ao Cang's hand, but smeared the salt on the lemon with such a gesture.

During this process, the hands of the two inevitably touched together.

Ao Cang could almost feel the warmth and softness of the touch on his palm through the grain of salt, as well as the violent heartbeat from above.

But because his heart was beating very fast at this moment, it was impossible to confirm whether it was his or Qiao Mei's.

"That's good, it's easier to wash it this way, try it."

After Qiao Mei took advantage of the innocent dragon god, she bent her lips in satisfaction and withdrew her hand.

Ao Cang was left blankly staring at the place where he was touched just now, wondering what he was thinking.

Sticking lemons requires a lot of force to smash the lemons with a cylindrical wood. In the process, if you don't wear an apron, you can easily get messed up.

Qiao Mei thought about it in advance and placed an order for a new apron.

Seeing that the last lemon was washed by Ao Cang, she asked him to stand still, and she put the apron around his neck, then stood in front of him, and helped him tie it around his waist in a form that was almost hugging him part.

The girl was a head lower than the Dragon God, which caused her to not only see the top of her head, but also smell the strong fragrance from her hair after she approached him at such a short distance.

He was almost stiff all the way, not daring to move.

When Qiao Mei was finally willing to take away the arm that was deliberately attached to his waist, she asked her sincerely.

"An'an, in fact, wouldn't it be more convenient if you tie it for me from behind?"

Why do you have to stand in front of him and wrap your arms around his waist so hard that your face is almost buried in his arms.

Qiao Mei's little thoughts were on the verge of being shattered.

She didn't expect Ao Cang to ask such a question suddenly.

After rubbing her nose in embarrassment, she didn't have the nerve to say that she was trying to take advantage of him, so she could only tease him in a guilty conscience: "Ah, I forgot, but since it's tied up now, it doesn't matter."

After finishing speaking, she looked at the knife on the chopping board that she had cleaned, and asked Ao Cang, does he know how to cut it?

"I haven't tried it, but the way you cut it, I saw you cut other vegetables before, it should be."

Qiao Mei's red eyes lit up for a moment when she heard the words, and she interrupted him: "In this case, let me teach you how to cut one! Otherwise, I'm afraid that you might make a mistake and end up with your own hand!!"

　Qiao Mei: As long as I have a thick skin, I can take the most advantage! !
　　Ao Cang: The child is afraid.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)