There’s a Dragon Girl in the Desolate Sea: 483. Forty Dragon Scales (4)

The 40th Dragon Scale (4)

"What did you say to grandma?"

The girl asked curiously while washing the dishes. Linglong leaned on the kitchen door frame to watch her wash, and didn't say that she meant to hold hands. She only thought that she should not forget to install a dishwasher in her new house. He really hates doing these housework, and occasionally it's okay to do it for fun. If he really wants to do it every day, he will not agree to it.

"Say that I will be great in the future, you have to cherish it."

Han Shuanglu washed the last bowl and put it away, glanced back at him, ummmm twice, very perfunctory. Linglong said: "You don't believe it?"

"I believe it! I really believe it!" Han Shuanglu emphasized that he really believed in him, "Then shall we correct the answer?"

"What's the point of this, come to my house after a nap later."

"What are you doing?"

"Help me cut my hair!" Linglong tugged at the amazing bangs on her forehead, "I feel like I have a rag on top of my head, covering my eyes, and it's inconvenient to do anything." With a flick, because it was too long, I couldn't shake it, not to mention how uncomfortable it was. Anyway, Linglong couldn't understand how the nasty Mu Jian could maintain such a shape for several years.

"But...I haven't cut anyone's hair."

Linglong: "Just cut it short, the rest is not important."

After he finished speaking, he waved to her and went out. Han Shuanglu forgot to ask him why he was in the kitchen the whole time.

When she washed her hands and left the kitchen, only her grandma was left in the living room. She smiled and asked, "Grandma, it's time for you to take a nap, why are you still sitting here? Has Mu Jian gone back?"

Grandma Han said with a hum: "You only have that kid left in your eyes, right? I think you're going too far than before, why can't you leave people for a second? Why don't you tie him to him? Are you afraid he will run away?"

"Grandma!" Han Shuanglu stomped his feet, "What are you talking about! Go to bed now! I'm going too! I'll have something to do when I wake up later!"

Grandma Han looked at her granddaughter's back angrily and instantly disappeared. She can't do anything else with her old bones. She just looks at people and has a certainty. She said that Mu Jian's bones are broken, and it is impossible to learn it again. I don't believe it, and I always rush to ask for warmth, but when did that kid Mu Jian ever get in love? Besides asking and asking for money to go to the Internet cafe, what else have you done? Grandma Han felt that she was a cold-hearted person who did not want to let her granddaughter get too close to him.

It's not too far from the last time we met, why does this feel completely different? As soon as Linglong entered the door, Grandma Han could see that although this person was still very thin and not tall, his body was straight when he walked, unlike in the past when he always hunched his back and looked very shy and timid. To say that this demeanor is too important to people, Grandma Han’s sons and daughters-in-law are all policemen, all of them are tall and straight, even if they wear casual clothes, they are different from ordinary people when they walk. This is temperament, it is impossible to pretend .

That's why she wondered, is this Mu Jian still the original Mu Jian? How can a person be reborn in such a short period of time? This is incredible too!

The old woman has lived to this age, and I have never seen a person with a fixed **** change.

Anyway, Grandma Han decided to observe first. If there is something wrong with Mu Jian, or if she has any bad intentions towards their family, she will definitely not agree!

The old man has a fixed lunch break every day. Sitting in the living room and thinking about it for a while is not enough. He gets up and goes back to his room to take a nap. When he wakes up, he pushes the door of his granddaughter's room open - as expected, the little girl is nowhere to be seen. !

At this moment, Han Shuanglu is standing in the living room of Linglong's house, stunned in disbelief: "...This is your house?"

"Ah, why not?"

No one knows more than Han Shuanglu how sloppy Mu Jian is. If she doesn't come to clean up for him once a week, he will be able to sleep in the living room full of garbage and instant noodle bowls. No fire for a hundred years, dirty like something.

But now this living room, not to mention it's new, the windows are clean and dust-free, all the messy things are cleaned up, and there is even a vase on the table, although plastic flowers are inserted in it , but there is still a literary style. The sofa cover of the original color that was so dirty before was washed. In short, everything was different from before, and Han Shuanglu couldn't recognize it.

Oh, Mu Jian is still the same as before, thin and short, and her long hair covers her face.

"I'll make it clear to you first, you can't blame me if the cut is bad."

Linglong blowing her bangs: "I don't blame you, I have already washed it, come and cut it for me, this broken hair is annoying me!"

Because he wanted to cut his hair, Han Shuanglu brought a large newspaper from home, cut a hole in the middle, and put it around Linglong's neck. Her fingers were soft and cold, and when they touched him, they gently, very gentle.

But Linglong thinks this newspaper is too cheap.

She then patted the back of his head: "Where are you going to find props for professional haircuts for you! It's good if you have it, but you still dislike it! Don't talk, I'll be nervous when you talk, I'll wait a moment. Don't blame me for cutting your baldness."

For the sake of her beauty, Linglong immediately shut up and said nothing. Han Shuanglu was very serious, and she was extremely careful with every cut. For safety, she cut the back hair first. Fortunately, it was not difficult. If she doesn't go to the barber shop, her grandma will trim the ends of her hair. As for grandma, she has kept her short ear-length hair a long time ago, and she doesn't need to cut it, so she really has no experience.

When it was cut to the front, the overly long bangs fell to the ground, finally revealing the face hidden behind the long thick hair, Han Shuanglu didn't even recognize who this person was in front of her, she held the With scissors, the small mouth is so round that it can put an egg in it: "Who, who are you?!"

Linglong held her unshaved head and slanted her eyes: "Your father."

She immediately patted him on the head, "Nonsense!"

However, Han Shuanglu also recovered from his shock when he made such a gag. She found that her pressure was even greater. If Mu Jian was ugly, it would be fine, but he is so good-looking. If the cut is broken, then she is really a sin deep!

The more you cut, the more careful you are, and the more careful you are. After the last cut, Han Shuanglu straightened up and beat his shoulders: "Ah...it's finally finished."

And then complained: "How come you look better than me?!"

Linglong sat on the spot and asked her to deal with the big newspaper around her neck. Han Shuanglu wiped the broken hair on his neck, chin and ears with a wet towel. He couldn't help but be amazed. The refreshing and refreshing Mu Jian is really beautiful!

It's completely different from her, Han Shuanglu is as delicate and beautiful as a girl, and Linglong's facial features are equally delicate, but without losing her heroic spirit, she will never be mistaken for a girl, Han Shuanglu even thinks that he is bringing his own Beauty filter! Otherwise, how can it be so perfect? !

She couldn't help reaching out to touch his face, carefully poking here and there, daring to believe: "This face is real... Why have you suddenly changed? It's not the same as when you were a child! "

Linglong clapped her hands away: "Otherwise, why do you keep such long hair? It's not to hide this proud beauty."

Han Shuanglu:...

She couldn't hold back, and poked his face again, soft QQ, really handsome!

Linglong held her hand to stop her from poking her, and instead poked her: "Why, you, you can blaspheme such a face? Just stay with me, and don't use your hands. Foot, you are responsible for breaking it?"

Her poked face wrinkled: "Hate..."

Linglong let go of her hand, returned to the chair and sat down, "You again, come here, I have something to tell you."

He called her again and again when he was very young and could not even speak clearly, and he has always called her by first and last name, and has never been so close. He was sitting there, his background was very simple and he was not tall, but there was a strong momentum that drove Han Shuanglu to be obedient. This sound was so good again, she felt her ears were burning.

"What did you say?"

Linglong took a look at the surroundings. He is a dragon who loves leisure and greed for enjoyment. He will never allow himself to live in such a dilapidated house, nor can he tolerate the enjoyment without luxury and depravity. "Do you remember what I told you the other day?"

She tilts her head.

"I bought a new house, go back and persuade grandma to move in with me, okay?"

Han Shuanglu blinked: "No, you, are you serious? I thought you were bragging!"

Linglong knocked on her and said, "You don't need to pack anything, there is everything over there. Just bring your book and I'll call a car to pick it up later."

Han Shuanglu hesitated: "I don't know if grandma is willing to..."

"What about you? Would you like to?"

She raised her head and looked at Linglong, her watery apricot eyes filled with hesitation and unease. She had been living in poverty for more than ten years, and she was used to it. Suddenly one day she said that she didn't need to continue, but it was difficult for her to immediately accept.

Linglong said: "The new house is very close to the school, only a five-minute walk. The community is very safe and convenient to travel. There is a bus stop outside the community, and there are food streets and shopping malls nearby. There are people at night, so it's safe. It's comfortable, what's wrong with it? Could it be worse than continuing to live here? I'll be in my third year of high school next semester. The upstairs quarrels every day and the downstairs beats the children every day. You don't get enough rest, and neither does grandma. So big."

He's too good at bewitching people, and every sentence comes to the point, but Han Shuanglu is still hesitant: "But... that's the money you make, how can I be embarrassed by grandma and I - uh!"

She's eyes widened, her chin was pinched, and what was on her lips was a delicate, cold and soft temperature. Han Shuanglu didn't know how to react, but he licked his lips like a cat that stole the fish. Fen, grinned at her, and her amazingly beautiful face was so bright that her heart was pounding. "Is that a good idea?"

"Huh?"

"As a future grandson-in-law, isn't it natural to take care of grandma?" He leaned over and rubbed her soft little face, "No one can say anything to take care of your future wife, right? The two grandma are with us. Don't you always say that you want to give us dolls to kiss?"

The little girl's face was so red that she didn't want to show it to him. She covered her face and refused to show it to him.

Linglong is not in a hurry: "Remember to tell your grandma well, she loves you and will promise you anything!"

She doesn't want to hear him even more!

Linglong stretched, got up, looked in the mirror, and sneered: "What kind of craftsmanship, my hair is cut like a dog, so my face can stand it."

He stroked his hands in a dashing manner, messing up his hair, which was unruly and beautiful. By the way, he thought about going out for a perm and dyeing another day - but Han Shuanglu, the little housekeeper, will definitely say that the school prohibits it. He was not allowed to move his hair dyed and permed.

He has nothing to clean up, so he bought all new ones. He didn't want to touch Mu Jian's dog-like things. These days, when he sent Han Shuanglu home, he slept on the sofa. Who called Mu Jian so disgusting? , the bedroom is no different from the junkyard, not where the dragon lives at all.

As for Mu Jian's game account, although he has a lot of kryptonites, his training is not very good, and no one buys it when he hangs it out. After Linglong takes over, he has to be responsible for upgrading and making equipment for him to fight ghosts. , he took out his mobile phone again and looked at the stocks he bought - making money in the human world is too easy for the dragon, and getting rich overnight is not a problem. He provided the first pot of gold.

About fifteen minutes later, Han Shuanglu sent him a message saying that his grandmother agreed. Linglong immediately knocked on the door. It was Han Shuanglu who opened the door. She asked in confusion, "Why are you here?"

"I'm afraid you'll be too slow to clean up, so I'm here to help you."

"I won't, I started doing housework when I was very young!" She was very dissatisfied, "Have you forgotten, who will take care of you after Grandma Mu's death?"

"It's you, it's you, okay? Are you going to bring this too?"

Han Shuanglu was packing other things, but when he turned around, he found Linglong squatting in front of her small box, with a finger hooking up on her girly underwear - he immediately rushed over with red ears, grabbed it, and put it in the deepest Inside: "How can you mess around with other people's things!"

"You opened it up here, how can I mess around?" After speaking, Linglong looked down, sighed, and didn't turn his head.

Han Shuanglu: ? ? ?

She gritted her teeth: "You are too sexy! I don't think you are short!"

Height is a pain point for Linglong, he can't be poked, but he can grow to 1.8 meters overnight, but isn't that scary? He gritted his teeth grimly: "That's okay, I don't think you're wrong to A."

She angrily rushed over and wanted to hit him, but he nimbly ducked, and the two chased in the living room. Somehow, someone was right in front of her and she could reach it, but she just couldn't catch it! Just tired and out of breath.

Grandma Han had a panoramic view of everything, and couldn't help but have a smile on her face. Maybe it was the old woman who was blessed by the spirit of the sky, and Mu Jian really got better.

To be honest, Grandma Han also felt that Mu Jian was bragging. When she told her that Mu Jian took them to move to a big house and it was safe to live close to the school, the little girl thought she was unhappy and emotional. It's all written on her face, but how could Grandma Han be unhappy? She didn't want to live here for a long time. I don't care about my old bones. It's really hard to go to school, do housework, and take care of Mu Jian's kid. The school is far from home, and the girl can only sleep for five hours a day. How can a grandma not feel distressed?

Linglong has said that they should only take the documents, books, photo albums and other irreplaceable things, but grandma Han or Shuanglu Han, grandparents and grandchildren are used to frugality, and they are nostalgic, and they wash their hair after wearing them for many years. Bai's old clothes were also taken away, which made Linglong quite speechless. In the end, he suppressed the resistance of the old and the young with force, and he was not allowed to bring any pots and pans wrapped in clothes!

Although I wanted to leave for a long time, I was really reluctant to leave. Grandma Han lived in this family building from the moment she got married, until her son and daughter-in-law sacrificed for her work, and her granddaughter grew up slowly from a young age. The big girl who looks like a flower like a jade... The child is old, and she is getting old. The old woman next door left early, and she is left alone.

Sometimes lying in this dark and damp old house, listening to the quarrels upstairs, the cries of children downstairs, the screams of scolding and beatings, Grandma Han felt that as long as she closed her eyes, she might never be able to do it again. Can't wake up.

But she can't die yet, and she's still young, she has to watch her.

Linglong helped her go downstairs. Someone would pick up the packed luggage. The old man moved down slowly. The stairway light had been broken for several years. Every time she saw the dark stairway, Grandma Han felt Like seeing the throat of a monster, dangerous and dark.

She turned her head, one left and one right, the two children supported her and laughed softly: "It looks like a human being."

Linglong knew this was referring to him, she raised her eyebrows at the old man and grinned, she was full of vigor: "Aren't you handsome? After cutting my hair again, my saliva was drooling."

Han Shuanglu immediately retorted: "I don't have it!"

The two fought again, and finally ended with Han Shuanglu's failure. She was very unhappy when she nuked her lips. Why can't she always talk about him?

When Grandma Han got into the car, she followed, but Linglong didn't want to sit with them, so she subconsciously took his hand: "Where are you going?"

"You miss me so much?"

"It's not." She retorted first, then in a low voice, "I'm...a little scared."

"What's there to be afraid of."

She heard the boy's clear voice say so, and then she raised her head and looked into his beautiful eyes.

He said, "I'm here."

Suddenly she was no longer afraid, even because he gave birth to an indescribable courage, as if there was a sea of ​​swords and flames in front of her, she dared to venture out.

My new home is only 20 minutes away by car. Although I was already mentally prepared, both my grandmother and Han Shuanglu couldn't help but wow when they saw the brand-new and stylish house in front of them after getting out of the car.

There are other neighborhoods nearby. Because they are in the school district, the house prices are always amazing. They are located in the villa area. , how many people can't afford to work for a lifetime.

Grandma Han couldn't hold back and asked Linglong, "Are you... sure you didn't commit any crimes?"

Linglong is strange, doesn't he look like a very powerful and powerful big man? Why did the grandparents hear that he was rich, and their first reaction was that he had committed a crime?

"What did you say, grandma, Mu Jian wouldn't do such a thing."

Grandma Han sighed: "You know how to speak for him."

"Grandma, don't say that, everyone is telling the truth."

Not only that, Linglong also hired a nanny and two aunts. The old lady is getting old, and he and Han Shuanglu are not at home. If they bump into each other, how can it be done without anyone watching? As for the two aunts, they are the ones who cook and clean up. In order to prevent the old lady from being bored and thinking too much, Linglong also bought her a puppy.

The old lady said that she didn't like cats, cats and dogs, and she felt annoyed. In fact, she didn't like it, and she forgot her granddaughter in a short while. Han Shuanglu felt that she had fallen out of favor!

Three-story small western-style building, Grandma Han has inconvenience in her legs and feet, she lives on the first floor with the nanny and aunties, Linglong lives on the third floor by herself, and Han Shuanglu on the second floor. She was surprised when she learned that she lived alone on the first floor: "I live alone on such a big floor?"

"Is this too big?" Linglong asked back, he thought it was too small!

Long, who likes to spend money on shopping very much, can't wait to buy ten sets of eight houses to display his clothes, shoes and accessories. The little girl Han Shuanglu actually thinks that living on one floor is too big? He had to reason with her well.

"Let's not talk about the cloakroom. I asked someone to open up the two rooms to put clothes for you. Do you want the study room? Do you want the game room? What about the audio-visual room? Don't you still like to sing? I I have prepared a special recording studio for you, with both piano and guitar, you can do what you like when you are free, of course, if you ask me, I will accompany you reluctantly..."

Before he finished speaking, a human-shaped pillow threw himself in his arms, and Linglong caught it firmly, smiling: "This is touching? Isn't it? There will be better and happier things to do with me in the future. In the future, cry now, you can't bear it."

A small hand is raised, clenched into a fist, and after a few seconds, beats him in slow motion.

Linglong laughed out loud. Maybe he laughed too badly. When Han Shuanglu raised his head, his eyes were red like a little rabbit, but there were no tears. With one hand behind him, one toe turned around on the ground, after a while, he raised his eyes, and quickly said, "Thank you!"

Before Linglong could respond, she turned and ran away.

As if something was chasing him.

Linglong thought, this is how beautiful souls are. If others show a little kindness to them, they will be so happy that they can't tell the difference between east, west, north and west.

But that's what makes the difference between people so stark.

Linglong moved her nose, sniffed the smell in the air, and sighed, it was really fragrant.

In the past, I was very poor. My grandparents and grandchildren lived in austere ways. It's been a long time since I opened my belly to eat like this evening. Grandma Han first put food for Han Shuanglu, and after eating for a while, she pretended to inadvertently put a piece of meat into Linglong's bowl: "Look at your skinny, you don't have any meat on your body, eat more to grow taller."

Linglong really wants to tell the old man, grandma, you are wrong, I have more than two taels of meat.