Monster Inn Rectification Report

Chapter 19

Xie Fei is like listening to the heavenly book, he, alone, with long scales? Or dragon scales?

At this moment, his state of mind and Yan Lai coincided-he has been a man for eighteen years, but now he wants to be a dragon? !

"In fact, the dragon you saw in the garden at the beginning was an illusion created by Ni Lin." Yu Li seemed to see through his mind and explained: "It has been lurking in your body for a long time, and it has only condensed and formed today. ."

That's it.

Xie Fei breathed a sigh of relief. This answer is better than long scales.

He thought of the dragon that changed his destiny, and thought of the black man in his dream that he would have formed with the scales, inevitably connecting the two.

Does Ni Lin belong to the former owner, who turned out to be a dragon? !

"I can only tell you that this is a gift, and it will not do you any harm."

Hearing Yu Li's answer, Xie Fei realized that he had asked the doubts in his heart.

Seeing that the other party did not want to say more, he knew that he would not get an answer if he asked further.

Suddenly, a shadow was cast in front of his eyes, and a heavy weight-Yu Li leaned forward on his shoulders, leaning over and hugging him.

Xie Fei was startled, "Yu Xian, Yu Li brother?"

A muffled voice came from Yuli: "You still owe me an apology."

The breath of sandalwood and green bamboo blended, and Xie Fei absently said "um".

"Then now, don't talk."

Xie Fei shut up immediately.

The overlapping shadows of the two were projected on the ground, so intimate.

Xie Fei had some arrhythmia inexplicably. At this time, he heard Yu Liqing sigh: "I'm so tired."

If the sound is absent, it is like an illusion.

There is an intuition in Xie Fei Mingming that what Yu Li calls "tired" is not so simple in the ordinary sense.

He felt soft in his heart, as if being bewitched, gently encircling the opponent.

It was a soothing hug, and perhaps a little ambiguous, in the shadow of the sun, neither of the two spoke.

Two days later, Xie Fei found that a small faint erythema appeared under her throat, which gradually turned into a crescent shape within a few days.

Sometimes when looking in the mirror, he would think, fortunately, the scales are on the neck. If they grow on the forehead, wouldn't he become Gong Bao?

When Xie Fei's throat was completely recovered, and the cleaning of the inn came to an end, Yu Li suddenly found him.

He was laying bricks in the corner at the time, all dirty, and heard someone ask behind him: "What are you doing?"

Xie Fei's movement of brushing the cement was stagnant, and he hurriedly turned around and pushed the person away, nervously looking at the mobile phone at his feet.

"Yooooo, it's a blue baby paper, my dog's nose seems to smell the sweetness of the food."

"It feels like the anchor is caught and raped 23333"

"Who is talking? The voice is nice, but according to the law it should be a big ugly."

"I think the sound is very familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere..."