My love game is too abstract.

Chapter 67 Silver Dragon's Thighs Are Chubby

"In that case, you don't care? A human has stolen your name? And I think that Deacon Jarvis may have already noticed your identity." Yalu asked.

"What would you think if a bunch of cats and dogs said you were their owner and acted arrogantly among the cat and dog group?" Zeshia said calmly.

Yaluo thought for a moment and said, "Then I think it's quite interesting."

"Isn't that enough?"

It's true. As a dragon, isn't looking at ordinary humans just like looking at cats and dogs? So the fights between cats and dogs are really just fun for Zeshia.

Speaking of which, as long as dragons transform into human form, they can give birth to offspring with humans? Doesn't that mean Zeshia can also get pregnant and give birth to dragons now?

No, no, no, there's no way to get a dragon cub without entering the dragon's lair. This idea is a bit dangerous.

They returned to the dragon cart and placed Taohu, who was still feeling very uncomfortable, on the soft sofa.

Yaluo fed her a bottle of recovery potion. Compared to ordinary people, the peach fox was obviously more seriously affected by the pressure of the dragon clan. At this time, the little fox looked very bad, with eyes closed, breathing very weakly, and sweat on his forehead.

"Zessia's pressure is a bloodline suppression, which is difficult to cure with ordinary recovery potions." Lulula muttered softly.

"That's a bit troublesome."

Yaluo stroked Taohu's cheek with his palm, wondering whether he should feed her some of his sweat or something. After all, he now has dragon blood, and sweat also has a powerful healing effect.

"Everyone, get out of the way and let me come."

At this time, Zeshia walked forward, stretched out a finger and pressed it on Peach Fox's forehead. Yaluo noticed that there was a faint golden light flowing at her fingertips.

After two or three seconds, she removed her fingers, and then saw Taohu scream "Wow" and suddenly propped himself up from the sofa, gasping for breath as if waking from a nightmare.

"Taohu, are you okay?" Yaluo hurried forward and asked.

"Oh? Our family, our family is suddenly fine?" Taohu was also surprised and touched his face.

My head is no longer dizzy, my body is no longer cold, and my heartbeat has calmed down.

"I have given you a layer of dragon blood protection to enhance your bloodline. From now on, the pressure effect brought by the bloodline will be useless to you." Zeshia said.

Taohu was a little surprised by Silver Dragon's sudden kindness. She scratched her head:

"I see. Thank you, Zeshia."

"What are you thanking me for?" Zeshia looked away. "It was I who accidentally hurt you."

The atmosphere suddenly became much more harmonious. Yaluo noticed the changes in Zeshia during this period. She had been acting like a Dragon King when she first came, but now she has let it go. She is obviously friendlier to the people around her.

However, Lulula, who was standing by, looked extremely horrified when she saw this scene.

"No way, that's not right. Zeshia actually, actually admitted she was wrong. Has she been rehabilitated? How terrifying."

Yaluo packed up the items in his storage bag and prepared to go back:
"Are you coming with us?" he asked Zeshia.

He knew that Zeshia generally didn't like riding in vehicles.

"What else? I've been flying for a whole day and night just to chase you, and I'm exhausted." Zeshia said as he lay down on the sofa, his two white feet resting on the armrest of the sofa.

She stretched and looked at Lulula.

"You, come here and rub my legs."

"babble!"

Lulula, who was named, shuddered, as if Zeshia had just asked her to come over to be punished.

Although reluctant, the little fat snake still pouted, walked over with small steps, and knelt beside the sofa, just like a little servant.

But just as she was about to raise her hand, Zeshia suddenly remembered something and waved her hand.

"Forget it, I don't want you anymore, Yaluo, come here."

"what?"

Yaluo, who was sorting his storage bag, looked over with a frown: "What are you trying to do with your might again?"

Zeshia stared at him intently: "My detective novel." "Tsk."

Yaluo made a frustrated sound, put the storage bag aside, and walked over.

Seeing someone coming to replace her, Lulula breathed a sigh of relief and ran away as if escaping.

"Press where?"

Yaluo asked, standing beside the sofa.

"My feet are sore after flying all day and all night."

Zeshia changed her position and lay on the sofa, saying lazily.

"Why do your feet get sore when you fly?"

Yaluo was too lazy to dwell on this. He sat on the edge of the sofa and reached out to hold Zeshia's fair, small feet with rosy soles.

But when his hand just touched the delicate skin, Zeshia suddenly retracted his foot.

"What's wrong with you again?"

Yaluo looked at her in confusion.

Zeshia curled up her long legs, supporting her upper body, her face slightly flushed, and her pair of golden vertical pupils stared at him warily.

The moment Yaluo touched her feet just now, all the previous memories suddenly came flooding back.

"Damn it, I forgot this guy is a pervert. Isn't it the same as rewarding him by letting him touch my feet?"

Zeshia thought bitterly.

Lying down again, she whispered, "I've changed my mind, just rub my legs."

"You are so willful."

Yaluo said helplessly, but still obediently put his hand on her leg and started rubbing it.

Not to mention, Silver Dragon's thighs are plump and the skin is very smooth, and with his warm body temperature, it feels pretty good to touch.

He pinched from the calf to the thigh, and rubbed from the left leg to the right leg.

"How is it? Is the strength enough?" Yalu asked.

"Um"

Zeshia buried her face in the pillow and hummed in a muffled voice.

When Yalu touched her thigh, she inexplicably felt a strange feeling she had never experienced before. It was hard to describe, but it felt numb and tingling, with a hint of pleasure in her shame.

This wonderful feeling gradually fermented in her body, causing a strange feeling to arise in her heart.
Yaluo's hands were getting closer and closer, even going beyond the absolute limit of the skirt.
"Stop! I don't want you anymore! Go away!"

Unable to bear this feeling any longer, the silver dragon suddenly jumped up and pushed Yalu away.

"What do you want? This is not allowed and that is not allowed! You are so willful!" Yaluo said angrily.

"Go aside! Don't disturb my rest!"

Zeshia's face flushed red, and she yelled at Yaluo, pulling the blanket over her head to cover her whole body.

"Whatever you want to do. I don't care about you." Yaluo snorted and turned around to continue doing his own thing.

But what he didn't know was that the silver dragon buried under the blanket was blushing so much that water was about to drip out of his face.

"Could that just now be human pleasure?"

Silver Dragon covered his burning cheeks.

"Damn it! I miscalculated. I shouldn't have let him touch my body!"

(End of this chapter)