The Transmigrated Dragon's Honied Love (ENG Translation)

Chapter 22: Dragon (3)

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels

Editor: None

I forbeared, did not speak, and went on to unbutton his clothes.

Brat looked at my head with pure eyes for a long time, "isn't it? Isn't Li Litrying to heal Yan Yan? But look at Uncle Qingming's pain every time he is healed by father. Yan Yan is so afraid. Li Li is smaller."

This reminds me that long ago I cheated brat and told him Beauty QingMing and Long Jun Ao were healing their wounds in bed. Compared with this child who was still pure in mind, I was really crooked.

"Don't worry, I'll be light." I gave Brad Long Jun Yan a soothing smile, then lifted up his cheongsam on his upper body. I saw that there were a large amount of pale gold scales on his smooth belly, still flashing a weak golden light.

Brat looked down at his belly and reached out to touch the scales. "Li Li , this is it. It's itchy and painful!"

"Here?" I poked a spot with my fingertips.

"Aiii. So painful! Li Li, don't touch, it hurts!" Brat Long Jun Yan's eyes instantly turned red, with two hands to protect the place, he gave me an aggrieved look.

"Mn, I won't touch it." I quickly raised two hands, indicating that I would not touch his stomach again. Had I looked at his belly this morning? "Yan Yan, tell Li Li, when did you start to ache and itch?"

"When..." Brat frowned, slightly raised his head and showed a wistful expression. "Yan Yan doesn't know. It became uncomfortable when Li Li went to see the spiritual dragon." Then, he looked like he was going to cry again, and the tears in his big eyes began to fall. "Wu Wu Wu~ Li Li, is it because Yan Yan is too naughty and not a good child, so the spiritual dragon hates Yan Yan and punishes Yan Yan? Wu Wu~ Li Li, will Yan Yan die? Wuuu~ Yan Yan won't give up. Yan Yan wants to be with Li Li, and Yan Yan wants to eat his favorite snack..."

Listening to brat's loud cry, my head was aching, "How could it be? Yan Yan is so good. The Spiritual dragon must like Yan Yan very much and didn't do it. "

"Wooo~ But Li Li, didn't you say that if Yan Yan loves to cry and doesn't understand the spiritual dragon won't like me? Yan Yan must be hated by the spiritual dragon. Yan Yan will die, wuwawawa..." Brat cried louder.

I choked. Well, now I've got the feeling of lifting a stone and hitting my foot. Tired of brat's crying, I went out to the door and saw little Tao come with the food box. So I waved to her and tried to throw the hot potato brat to her.

When little Tao saw me waving, she hastened to speed up her pace. "Young Master Jun Li, what's the matter?"

I pointed to the tearful and snotty brat in the room. Little Tao looked at him and hurried in. She didn't know what to say to the brat. The Brat sobbed and tore open his lapel with his little hand, pointed inward, flattened his mouth and cried harder.

Little Tao looked at him, then hugged brat Long Jun Yan and said something. Brat suddenly stopped crying and looked at little Tao with rabbit eyes open.

Little Tao picked up brat and walked towards the door with a happy face.

"Little Tao, what's wrong with him?"

"Young Master Jun Li," said little Tao, beaming, "it's good news. Young master Jun Yan is going to grow a second claw! Little Tao is going to tell Masters!" With that, little Tao ran away with the brat Long Jun Yan in his arms.

Second claw? I was shocked to see little Tao's figure running farther and farther away. No wonder brat was so miserable. For example, when I grew my first claw, it was also painful. But I looked down at my belly wrapped under my clothes. Would I look like the brat with my second claw?

Now I think it's better to fill my stomach first. I shook my head and turned around and found a huge shadow over me.

Looking up along the shadow embroidered, thin dark purple cheongsam, I saw the dragon that had just left me a few hours ago, standing in front of me with a full face. I couldn't help shivering at the thought of how long he had been staring at me with his purple and golden eyes, "You... Why are you here?"

"Why, kid, you don't welcome me?" His eyes narrowed and gave a cold light.

"No!" I dare not say it in front of you! Didn't you go? Why come back!

"It's best." He snorted coldly, turned around and looked at the room behind him. Then he said to me in a commanding tone, "I'm going to bathe here. You guard the door for me. Don't let other dragons break in. Otherwise..." He grinned, and a trace of murderous spirit flashed in his eyes.

This was the naked threat!

However, I have to weakly promise him, "I know, but can I take it out?"

"What?" Feng Qi frowned impatiently.

"Food box!"

"......"

The next second, I was thrown out with the food box, and then the door closed heavily in front of me. I kneaded my painful buttocks as I stood up and showed my middle finger at the dragon behind the door.

Yap! Asshole, you do this to me. When I'm better than you, I'll make you cry and beg me!!

Another angry hum, I unwillingly carried the food box to the table not far away, opened the box and ate in anger.

Feng Qi closed the door and bolted it. With a random sweep of his hands, the room has a steaming tub enough to accommodate four big men. At his level, the dragon has already practiced the skill of shifting shape and shadow. Otherwise, how could he survive for more than 10,000 years.

He took off his clothes and spread out his hair. Feng Qi stepped into the bath with just the right temperature and couldn't help but close his eyes and sigh. After enjoying it a little, he opened his eyes and, as usual, turned out a water mirror behind his back. After a little hesitation, he lifted his long hair behind his back and showed his white back.

There was a large silver flower carved on his back, which almost covered his back. The petals were blooming delicately. If you take a closer look, you would find this is the same as the golden flower on the right side of long Jun Li's chest. It was just different in size and color.

Feng Qi almost looked at the pattern on his back with disgust. This flower was a symbol of his shame. For more than 10,000 years, he had looked at this flower every day to remember his humiliation.

In short, this flower was the shadow of Long Jun Li. If Long Jun Li dies, he will die, and vice versa. And he can't hurt Long Jun Li after this damned flower has made a contract.

This is an unequal treaty, but why did the Dragon Kingdom wait?

Feng Qi laughs at himself. Now he has to rely on a kid. It's better to get rid of him once he was able!