There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea

Chapter One of the second film: (3)

I have eaten this, the bedding has been cleaned, and the holes in the wall have been temporarily blocked. It should be gone, right?

But the waste prince thought is too simple, if you stop so casually, is it still Linglong?

"How can you just go to sleep like this?" Linglong almost broke her heart for the waste prince's personal hygiene. "Wash your face, brush your teeth and comb your hair, you are so ugly now and so sloppy. Although the bedding is not very good, it is all clean. Don't want to stain them."

The waste prince didn't want to pay attention to her, but at some point, someone from the palace had already sent hot water, and there was also a bath tub along with it. Linglong is clean herself. She loves to be clean. She lives in the deserted sea, so she especially dislikes that the people around her are dirty.

"Are you going in by yourself, or should I help you?" Linglong showed an exceptionally innocent smile and asked the waste prince politely.

She was able to obey the imperial court orders, obviously not relying on her brain. The waste prince only hesitated for a few seconds before making a choice. When he undressed, he found that Linglong not only didn't look at him like an ordinary girl's, but even stared at him with interest. No matter how dead-hearted the waste prince was, he did not open enough to be naked in front of a girl's house. His **** hand stopped and turned to look at Linglong.

Linglong also looked at him with Qing Lingling's eyes open, still wondering: "What are you looking at me, can you clean yourself by looking at me?"

The waste prince endured and endured, he didn't want to speak at all, but he was forced to go nowhere in front of this girl. "Don't look at it."

"...I just want to see how dirty you are." Linglong said sincerely. "I asked the next person. They said you haven't taken a bath for three years. I heard a story before. Would you like to listen? Let me tell you something?" Of course, she didn't mean to ask the waste prince. After letting him know, he started to speak for himself. "That is to say, there used to be a couple of lazy people. They were very, very, very lazy. To what extent were they lazy? They never took a shower, did not change clothes, did not fold quilts, and did not wash pots. They felt that the quilts were folded at night. You have to spread it out, you will get dirty after taking a bath, you need to wash your clothes after you change it, you have to do the next meal when the pot is clean... Then you don’t do anything. Then one day, a thief suddenly entered the house, and the thief took a look. In their home, they found that there was nothing to steal, and the only valuable was the pot, so they removed the pot and carried it away. Later, the thief became a righteous man, known as the man of the pot."

She talked about this, stopped, looked at the waste prince and continued: "Later, the wife woke up suddenly and found that there was a thief, so she pushed her husband up. When the husband was fighting with the thief, the thief took out the knife he carried and cut it at He fell on his neck, and the thief ran away carrying the pot. The wife was so frightened that he cried, but suddenly saw her husband get up from the ground, touched his neck and said, “Fortunately, I never take a bath, otherwise I’m so young today. My fate is about to be confessed!' The wife was very happy when she heard it. The two lighted the lights and realized that the pot at home hadn't been lost. It turned out that the thief carried away the dirt that had accumulated on the pot over the years."

"To sum up, I want to see how thick the ashes are on you."

The corners of the waste prince's mouth twitched, and he was really out of anger. How could he not take a bath for three years, even if his heart was dead, he didn't have to make himself dirty like that. The palace people don’t live close to him, how do you know if he takes a bath or not?

Linglong looked forward to the story after telling the story: "Take it off."

Waste prince: "...Your daughter's house—"

"I am not now. Marrying you is not a daughter’s family, but a woman’s family. You all call it that way, don’t you?" She still blinked her beautiful eyes and urged, "You can't take it off. Serve you?"

She seldom serves people, even if she does, she will definitely have to come back thousands of times in the future.

The waste prince was so angry that she really untied her shabby robe. Linglong glanced at it and sighed, "There is no meat at all, this figure is really not good-looking."

The waste crown prince now, when she said something like a breeze, it was so cold, he quickly stepped into the tub, and the warmth swept all over his body. He sighed, and then saw Linglong wash her hands and face and rinse her mouth again. I went to bed by myself.

Both quilts are very thick, but Linglong doesn’t like it. This ordinary cotton quilt doesn’t know if the cotton in it is bombarded. It is so heavy that she can barely breathe. This makes her have a good life and enjoy it. For my heart, it’s already sad not to have enough to eat. If I can’t sleep well anymore, what's the point of being a dragon?

She was suffocated by the two quilts. Although the bed underneath was covered with two mattresses, she still felt stiff. This made Linglong miss the Dragon Palace, which was a returnee from the deserted sea. She loved to enjoy her and her personality was extravagant, and she never concealed it.

Who would not like to live a good life?

After taking a shower, the waste prince put on clothes and stood on the ground shivering coldly, but he didn't know where he was going to sleep. Linglong greeted him with one hand on his head: "Come up." The attitude is naturally not ashamed, and he looks like he is barking a dog... The waste prince gritted his teeth, this cold winter, the cold wind is roaring outside, there is no quilt to keep out the winter. difficult. After thinking and thinking, he opened the quilt and went to bed at Linglong's invitation, but he was extremely far away from her, and there was a huge distance between the two.

This was a double bed. At this moment, the waste prince was covered with a quilt, but the person retreated to the bed, Linglong got closer, he moved a little, and finally Linglong suddenly got very close, and the waste prince panted. , Hide behind-the whole person fell under the bed.

Linglong hugged the quilt and laughed. Her face is extremely beautiful, and her smile is particularly moving. The waste prince has never seen her so beautiful. When he was the crown prince of the East Palace, he was the most benevolent and tolerant. He had not even held his hand with the woman, and he had seen everything Everyone who is smiling and not showing teeth, how can there be such an informality as Linglong that is almost rampant.

At last she smiled and stretched out her hand to the abandoned prince underground, "Isn't coming up yet?"

That slender jade hand is beautiful, like a white jade artwork carved by the best craftsman. The waste prince pursed his mouth, but did not accept it. He got up from the ground, patted the ashes on his body, and then opened the quilt and went to bed. , As a result, she was pushed down by Linglong as soon as she went up, and fell to the ground again. He raised his head and glared.

Linglong pouted her mouth and stretched out her little hand: "Come up."

It was because he had rejected her just now, and she was not happy, so she pushed him down, but he had to hold her hand to come up.

The waste prince endured and endured, but still succumbed to Linglong's violence. The little hand in his palm was soft and boneless, and he didn't even dare to use too much effort... he was dragged onto the bed. Linglong rolled over and pressed her on him, facing him with her eyes. When the atmosphere was ambiguous, she sighed, "Your bones are so hard, and I am so uncomfortable."

"...Then you go down."

"I don't." Linglong simply refused. "I want to be like this."

"..."

"Look at you depressed, isn't it happier to marry me than to be an emperor?" Her value is far more than that of a **** emperor. "Always a bitter melon face, so that I can't eat good food."

If you are not fragrant, you can eat four of five buns. The waste prince thought so.

"Husband." She called him.

She has a soft and tender voice, she is an extremely beautiful woman, if she is tempted, who can escape this tender country? The waste prince called the husband violently moved in his heart. Since he was confined in this Xici alley, he seemed dead silent. No matter his friends, relatives or friends in the past, there was no news, and no one had ever passed any news. He was so heartbroken that he didn't want to do anything. Since it has become a waste, there is no hope in this life, so why bother to demand too much. It's just a passing, waiting to die like this.

In the alleys of Xici, lack of food and clothing, and loneliness, he had to bear it, because he had already lost the will to live. What if a person like him is in the alley of Xici on the first day of the morning? Singing a glance and breaking a hand, it's just a useless person. What's more, the father's emperor will never let him out, even if the new emperor is enthroned and amnesty the world, he will not be free again.

In this case, it's the same inside or outside, isn't it all the same?

It may be the same for the waste prince, but for Linglong, no! often! Do not! one! Sample!

"Husband." She yelled again, lying on his chest and facing this haggard and thin but still faintly handsome face of the past. She was so cute and coquettish, completely ignoring the amazing force value she showed before, "Look at me. Beautiful and beautiful, how can I die in a place like this? There is no good food here, and the quilt covered is so hard and so cold that no one will even bully me. Do you have the heart to make me waste my life here?"

Isn't it... The waste prince is very suspicious of her last two sentences, isn't she bullying him? "How would you marry in, if this is also called'married'."

He was mentally prepared. For example, Linglong said she was deceived, forced, or for other reasons, but never thought that her answer was beyond his expectation: "I got married, naturally because I like it. You."

What? !

If she hadn't been lying on his chest, the waste prince would have jumped up. He stared at Linglong incredulously, seeming to ask: What do you like me?

If it was the prince of the East Palace three years ago, he was rich in learning, good-looking, and generous, and you would like it. Naturally, there is nothing wrong with it. But now he is just a prisoner, a sinner who is full of mess and will never have freedom again. Without his identity, his appearance is no longer the same as before. Under such circumstances, there are people who say he likes him?

But Linglong's eyes were sincere, and she didn't seem to lie at all. What's more, what could she get if she lied to him? She is so beautiful that any man in the world will fall in love with it when she sees it, so why waste his mind on him.