There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 256. The twenty-third dragon scale (seven)
The twenty-third dragon scale (seven)
Linglong noticed the change in the next room. She didn't want to pay attention to it, but Fu Heng's voice was a little loud, which made her play games!
As soon as the door of the guest room was pushed open, the strange agitation became louder and louder. Linglong looked at the person on the bed who was trembling slightly and staring at him, but he was good at pinching him. After thinking about it, he went to touch Fu Heng's Face. When her hand brushed his cheek, he finally woke up from the nightmare, and Linglong turned on the bedside lamp, which was dim and bright, making her face jade-like and indescribably beautiful.
She can't be said to be fat anymore. Of course, she's not that skinny and slender, but the "meat girl" that many straight men think of, that is, where there should be meat, there should be meat, and there should not be meat. Flat and flat, one more point is too plump, one less point is too thin. Before going to bed at night, she put on the weight scale, and lost nearly 20 pounds from the previous 112. Now Linglong is 1.6 meters tall and weighs 92.3, and her body fat rate is also low, even if it is more Harsh people can't find fault with her.
Linglong worked very hard for the offline competition, and this effort finally paid her back, but she no longer wants this kind of thing to happen again. Originally, human food could not give her a feeling of satiety, and now it is better , not even the taste!
When Fu Heng woke up and saw Linglong's face, he felt as if he had passed away. He opened his mouth to speak, but his throat was sore for some unknown reason. He coughed when he opened his mouth. Linglong took the water cup by the bed, "Drink it."
Fu Heng then looked in the mirror at the clear finger prints on his neck and said nothing. He quietly came out of the bathroom and sat back on the bed again, with a very dejected and dejected feeling, as if there was black air all over his body, as if he was already dead.
Linglong is also very distressed. She doesn't want to be the eldest sister, she doesn't want to do charity anymore! Why didn't anyone come to save her? However... she twitched her nose slightly, the taste of Fu Heng's soul was pure and sweet, if she could eat it...
A small white and soft hand slowly climbed onto Fu Heng's hand. His hand is very beautiful, slender and slender, with obvious joints and clean nails, but it is much larger than the exquisite hand. . Fu Heng looked up blankly and saw Linglong smiling at him.
She didn't ask him why he did this, and didn't think that he would cause trouble or even danger to her, but sent a warm invitation: "Would you like to sleep with me?"
What Linglong said about sleeping together is really just sleeping together, with no other meaning at all. Her bed is very different from the bed in the guest room. During Linglong's live broadcast, Fu Heng entered her bedroom several times. It wasn't neat and tidy, but it wasn't messy either. Her room was just like hers. Like other people, it gives people an indescribable sense of chicness, as if no matter where things are placed, they are taken for granted.
Her bed was big and soft. Fu Heng lay on it. She thought that her limbs would be stiff and couldn't sleep, but for some reason she was wrapped in a warm breath, and she fell asleep after a while, and there were no more nightmares. Linglong was sitting on the other side of the bed leaning against the pillow and playing mobile games, glancing at him from time to time. Fu Heng's eyes were dark and dark, and he probably had been insomnia for a while, which was really pitiful.
However, Linglong feels that she is very pitiful. She can only sleep when she is hungry, and she is even more hungry when she wakes up.
Dabao was locked up at home. He honestly thought about the wall and didn't dare to move. He hoped that the two masters would forget about the past the next day.
Results.
At the beginning of nine in the morning, the door opened, Fu Heng went home to change clothes, and then put a leash on Dabao, Dabao panicked, and his limbs firmly held the ground, and Fu Heng tugged and almost got himself Staggering, man, this stinky dog doesn't move!
Linglong appeared at the door and knocked on the door: "Well, I'm starving to death."
As soon as she came to Dabao, she was honest, but a pure dog's heart still held the last bit of hope, maybe she just took it out for a walk, isn't it usually like this!
When they left the community and finished eating in a clean breakfast restaurant, Dabao suddenly felt that something was wrong, why did he get in the car? ? ? Why not go for a walk? ? ? Why not go for a walk? ? ? Where are you going! ! ! !
But there was a dragon girl in it and it didn't dare to move, so she could only hold the window and whimper, and a pitiful cry came out of her throat, but the dragon girl had a hard heart: "I'll cut my tongue together again."
Fu Heng's eyes are weird, Da Bao really stopped barking, his dog has become a fine...
A small operation was performed. Soon, the doctor asked them to pick up the dog in the afternoon. Linglong took Fu Heng out without saying a word. He didn't give Dabao half a look, a cruel one. Dabao was fixed on the operating table, and his tongue was uncontrollably slanted to the side after being given anesthesia. At this moment, his heart was full of despair and grief. From today on, he is no longer the majestic and arrogant girl who fascinated thousands of women in the community. The dog's big treasure, it's about to say goodbye to its own balls.
How cruel this is.
Linglong took Fu Heng to go shopping. This was the first time for Fu Heng. It was the first time he went shopping with a girl to buy clothes. It's good-looking, he nodded when she asked her opinion, and then took the initiative to take out the card. The clerk next to him was envious and jealous: "Your boyfriend really loves you, you are handsome and generous."
Linglong let out a cry, turned her head and saw that Fu Heng's face was indifferent but his ears were red, and he also smiled: "He also cooks deliciously and washes his clothes clean."
The clerk's eyes widened, there is still such a good man these days? Does it mean that the better looking you are, the better a man? Look at the cheating **** | prostitutes cheating, one is ugly, one is ugly, and it is reasonable to find a handsome boyfriend.
From a fat man with more than 200 pounds of rough skin to a little fairy who can wear an XS size skirt, how much Linglong has paid! Crazy fitness, all kinds of maintenance, study recipes... N-pronged approach has achieved today's results! So why is she saving money? Isn't money earned just to spend?
She spends Fuheng's money as a matter of course, not everyone who earns money is spent the same. And Fu Heng is so rich, what's wrong with buying a few skirts and high heels for her, what's the problem!
Of course, Fu Heng thought it was fine. He followed Linglong quietly. The sun was a little hot outside. Linglong happily selected where to eat at noon today, where to go after dinner and then pick up the dog and go home.
He didn't say anything, just listening to her talk like this, his heart was as sweet as drinking honey.
Although...they are a little different, although she is now confident and beautiful, she has not abandoned him at all, thinking that he has a gloomy personality and doesn't want to associate with him.
While Fu Heng was in a trance, Linglong held his hand.
He was a little surprised. He wanted to pull it back, but she was holding it. Her hand was small and soft. She was holding him, but rather grabbed a few of his fingers. Fu Heng lowered his head, Linglong picked up the phone and held it in front of him: "Let's go eat this chicken pot!"
After the two of them had enough to eat and drink, they strolled around, and finally remembered Dabao who was still lying in the veterinary hospital. Seeing that the master came to pick up his great treasure, he burst into tears. He could already walk, but he had to wrap his arms around Fu Heng. The two raised forelimbs were still trembling, looking like a pitiful little girl who was ravaged.
The little nurse next to her said with a smile: "You have a lot of dog shows. Just now, it was alive and well, so it has become a little white flower."
Dabao barked fiercely and weakly, then squeezed his head into Fu Heng's arms and rubbed it. Fu Heng rubbed its dog's head, "It's hard work."
Before Dabao left the hospital, he looked back. He thought that he would never forget this hospital in his life. This is where his dream was broken.
Goodbye, my balls.
This trip to the hospital made Da Bao, who was restless in his room, to be honest. The behavior of holding someone's leg every day when he saw someone urinating was stopped. Fu Heng was worried about whether it would suffer from dog depression, and was reminded by Linglong with a sneer: "Don't forget that the little nurse said that it is a showman."
After returning from the hospital, Dabao will indeed pretend to be weak and helpless, in order to gain the love and caress of the owner, but Linglong is very cold, so she ignores this stinky dog, and does not allow Fu Heng to care about it.
Fu Heng wanted to reason with her, but she pushed her back against the wall, domineering and arrogant: "You can only hurt me, not it."
Fu Heng didn't remember what Linglong meant by this, so he couldn't respond in time, Linglong frowned suddenly: "I've been sleeping in my bed for a month, and now I don't admit it? You and the dog What's the difference?"
Don't look at Fu Heng's calmness and maturity on weekdays, that's because he doesn't care. When it comes to what he can't resist, he won't speak, just like he doesn't have a long mouth.
In the end, Dabao was successfully kicked out of the bedroom door. He scratched the door angrily and lay down at the door of the bedroom. He was indignant. it!
There's no room for a second dog with **** in the house!
Fu Heng still had no insomnia that night. In fact, it was a whole month without insomnia after he had all kinds of crazy suicidal thoughts. He seemed to be sleeping beside Linglong, and hearing her speak or breathe would somehow make him feel warm.
As long as he is not the only one left in this world, as long as he can see her all the time, Fu Heng feels that living is not so torturous. Although he always felt hopeless and wanted to die, but thinking about the existence of a girl like Linglong in the world, the gray world seemed to have more splendid colors.
He took Linglong in his arms, kissed her on the shoulder, and then got a pink fist—because he made her sleep.
This punch didn't hurt at all, but it made Fu Heng's heart itch. He couldn't help touching her smooth body, and the aftertaste was endless, until Linglong couldn't bear it and kicked him out of bed, condescendingly. Says: "Get out and sleep with the dog."