Chapter 107: Dragon Prince's Little Koi (45-46)

Speaking of it, this is not the first time she has seen this Zhu Xiantai.

After all, the original owner died here.

Even when she just approached here, her body's bones felt a sense of fear like an instinctive reaction.

The little guy couldn't help holding his arms tightly, and his pace gradually slowed down.

Fortunately, Ao Yuan quickly noticed the state of his daughter-in-law.

He thought about it, and finally stopped and turned around.

Bend down slightly, put his hands on the girl's shoulders lightly, and winked at her.

He smiled softly: "If you are afraid, let's not watch it and go back first, eh?"

Such a scene really shouldn't be something her little girl can watch.

It saves the foolishness and sleeplessness at night.

That impact can be great...

Thinking about it, Ao Yuan narrowed his eyes and hugged Xiang Xingheng directly.

"Don't go see it."

He lowered his head slightly, and a faint deep meaning appeared from the bottom of his azure blue eyes, "Let's go home... and finish the marriage."

"……Well?"

Xiang Xing blinked softly.

Before he could react, the man had already transformed into a dragon, holding her in his arms and swooping down to the lower realm.

But for a while, the two have returned to the Crystal Palace.

Ao Ye, who stayed behind in the palace, was leading a group of shrimp soldiers and crabs to clean up the wedding venue.

Seeing her brother hurrying by holding his little daughter-in-law, Ao Ye was stunned: "Why did you come back so soon? The Lower Realm hasn't passed a day yet, it's over..."

Before she finished her words, she felt a flash of glaucoma before her eyes.

Where is the shadow of the young couple.

Ao Ye raised her eyebrows thoughtfully, and couldn't help turning her head back, looking at Ao Yuan's bedroom.

Hey smiled: "What's going on in this rush."

However, he has survived this little one hundred thousand years.

In comparison, her sister is a bit lost.

A 15-thousand-year-old girl or something...

Ah~

Ao Ye sighed with regret and continued to direct the tidying up while drinking tea quietly.

Suddenly, a small crab who was in charge of patrolling the waters swam leisurely.

Transformed into a human form and bowed to her: "Your Royal Highness, there is a strange human on the north coast who has been in a coma on the beach for a day and a night."

Ao Ye frowned slightly and glanced at the little crab lightly, "The North Coast is under the control of Xia Zhiguo, the human state of the North Coast, what is it with my South Sea people."

"This……"

The little crab spirit seemed to be embarrassed. "But the leader of the flounder who patrols the coast said that the weird man is holding a shiny gray scale...that scale is not like our ordinary fish spirits."

As he said, he paused and raised his eyes to look at Ao Ye, "Like, like you, or your Majesty the Dragon King's...Dragon Scales."

The voice just fell, and the little crab spirit only heard a crisp sound.

The tea bowl in the hands of the princess fell to the ground and broke into pieces.

...

On the other side, Ao Yuan had just entered the gate of the palace and noticed a quick wave of spiritual power.

He paused and couldn't help but faintly curl his lips.

Who is more anxious?

Withdrawing his thoughts, Ao Yuan took a deep breath and continued to walk in.

But suddenly I felt that my arms were already empty.

Not far ahead, at the table of the Eight Immortals filled with delicacies and delicacies, there was a familiar babble.

The man couldn't help being a little helpless.

He laughed, stepped forward slowly, and rubbed the little velvet head that would bury himself in the plate.

Bend down, laughed and whispered in the little guy's ear: "How hungry are you?"

"...I'm very hungry."

Xiang Xing was holding a large crab claws, his small face was bulging, his head was reluctant to lift, and he only responded vaguely.

"……hiss."

Ao Yuan couldn't, so he pulled a coral chair away and sat down beside her.

He raised his elbows, clenched his fists and slightly propped up the delicate chin, tilted his head, and watched her eat quietly.

A daze flashed across the deep blue eyes.

This picture seems to have been seen a long time ago.

Thinking about it, the man smiled deeper.

...

The little guy eats very fast, but after a while, she wipes out the delights on the table.

"Huh~"

She sighed contentedly, slumped back in the chair, and narrowed her soft eyes comfortably.

A hoarse laughter suddenly came from my ears: "Have you eaten?"

"Well……"

Xiang Xing pursed his pink lips, his little head tilted.

But he shook his head, "I haven't eaten enough...but, don't eat it."

She straightened up and looked towards Ao Yuan, with a serious light gleaming in Xing's eyes, "Sister Ao Ye said, the girl’s family, you must be more reserved on the wedding night, otherwise you will scare your husband away."

"..."

Ao Yuan couldn't help supporting his forehead, "That old girl actually taught you this."

Does she know her.

but……

Looking at the dumbness of his little daughter-in-law, staring at the dish reluctantly, he felt that this little guy had probably understood it wrong.

Well, it doesn't matter.

These things are most suitable for his husband to teach.

After thinking about it, the man faintly pursed his mouth, took the clean water bubble on the side, and grabbed Xiang Xing's little hand, and washed it carefully for her.

"It's okay, you should be full, or you have to be full."

With a faint smile, he hugged her up while the little guy was still in a daze.

Xiang Xing reacted leisurely when it was placed on the mussel shell.

Soft Pengpeng's cheeks flashed into two lightly rose halos. She pressed her pink lips and actively encircled the man's neck.

The wet eyes were as bright as stars, staring at him quietly.

Like silently.

The man smiled deeper, leaned in, and buried his head in his ears.

But he paused for a while, and suddenly asked with a dumb voice.

"Sister Xiaoyu, do you think... just marry me like this, somehow soon?"

"Will not."

Xiang Xing shook his head decisively.

After thinking about it, he raised his little hand and cupped his cheek.

"Yuelao didn't say that the fate will accumulate for many, many lifetimes."

She smiled, her eyes curled, "So, we have been together in our previous lives, how can we be fast?"

"..."

Ao Yuan was stunned for a moment.

After all, she curled her lips, bowed her head, and kissed her lightly.

"Right."

He smiled and squeezed the little guy's soft face.

He frowned slightly, and sighed deliberately, "I have been reincarnated from a previous life and have been waiting for you for a hundred thousand years. Not only is it not fast at all, you have to make up for me, you know?"

"..."

Xiang Xing blinked silently.

It seems that he has come to the routine again.

Oops.

...

After a short while, Ya Ya, a small shrimp hair accessory, followed by a pile of pearl jewelry, one piece was thrown out of the bedroom...

The door behind him slammed shut, and Ya Ya sighed, transformed into a chubby doll, and rubbed his buttocks silently.

are you crazy!

He is not interested in watching it!

Ya Ya hummed angrily to the movement behind him, turned around, and took out a clam shell box.

That's it.

Let's help the little ancestor send things.

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