Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

Ling Luo glanced lightly at Jianlong's protruding belly, and said helplessly, "It's not that I didn't warn you who made you eat so much Ling Xuezhi by yourself, you're doing it on your own."

"Xiao Luo, you are so cruel." Qianlong put on a standard resentful woman expression.

Seeing this, Chunbai hurriedly stood on the side of the cheap dragon, fluttered his small wings, flew to Ling Luo's shoulder, and kept begging for help, saying: "Master, you can help the boss, he is standing up for that Big belly, it’s so painful, it hurts so much when people see it.”

Ling Luo was so tortured by these two little guys that she had no choice but to compromise in the end.

"Luo Ge, how long does it take to travel from the East Mansion to the Imperial Palace?"

Luo Ge had already ordered someone to send "Qin Xiaoya" back to the West Mansion, turned his head, and said, "If it was my carriage, it would take about a quarter of an hour."

A quarter of an hour, well, enough time.

Ling Luo bent down, hugged Jianlong who was in pain with a big belly, and said, "Let's go, take you with me, and I'll treat you on the way."

A look of joy flashed across Jianlong's face, and he almost cheered.

After getting into the carriage, Ling Luo put Jianlong on his lap, making him face up on all fours, exposing his chubby, ridiculously big belly.

"Ju, you are so heavy." She couldn't help complaining.

Jianlong snorted softly and said, "I am a man, so a man should have some weight!"

"..." The corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched slightly, "What a man should have is weight, not weight."

Jianlong narrowed his cheap eyes, and the corners of his lips curled into a curved arc, and said: "It's not the same."

Ling Luo took out a set of gold needles from the black jade space ring, and each heel had three inches to it. She took out three at the same time and pointed them at the prison.

The cheap dragon's red-black eyes widened instantly, and he exclaimed, "Xiao Luo, what are you doing? Are you trying to murder me? Don't pierce me with such a terrifying gold needle!"

Ling Luo rolled her eyes and said, "I'm pricking your acupuncture points with golden needles to help you unblock the blocked tendons."

"No, no, no!" Jianlong denied it hastily, and said, "How about we change the method, this golden needle looks really shabby, my little heart can't bear it!"

Luo Ge sat on the soft chair opposite, watching this scene, the corners of his lips unconsciously outlined a shallow arc.

Every time I see Luo'er getting along with her two little pets, there will be an inexplicable sense of warmth, and more importantly, that sense of joy.

Even the melancholy people can't help but smile when they see them.

Subconsciously, Luo Ge has regarded this as a potential ability in Ling Luo.

"The gold needles don't hurt on the body." Luo Ge said with a smile, "Luo'er also used that for me. More than twenty gold needles were all inserted into the cerebellum and the back of the neck. It’s called the golden needle to pull out the poison.”

The cheap dragon narrowed his cheap eyes, glanced at Luo Ge lightly, and said, "What do you know, my emperor's stomach is so noble, how can it compare to the stupid brains of your humans."

Being ridiculed by the cheap dragon, not only did Luo Ge not feel abrupt, the smile on his lips became stronger and stronger, a trace of joking flashed in his icy eyes, and his voice was clear and clear: "If you are afraid, just say it straight, why bother?" Sounding?"