Chapter 159: Taking a Bath with the Dragon Girl (5)

Ron's tough attitude made Ifrit a little unhappy.

She turned her head away a little stubbornly, not wanting to pay attention to Ron.

But, as I said before, Ifrit's body was very honest. Ron didn't do anything. He just looked at Ifrit with a slight smile. After about three seconds, Ifrit finally stood up.

Ron's previous guess about Ifrit was very close to the truth. Her condition was very bad... no, it was even worse.

Ifrit is the only dragon that does not live in the Dragon's Nest. She lives outside the Dragon's Nest. Although she was not destroyed by the raging impact, she was also affected and her injuries were very serious. She could not even maintain her normal form and became as small as she is now.

Of course, compared to his fellow dragons who were killed in an instant, or even annihilated both physically and soul-wise, Ifrit was already lucky.

Her magic circuits are still in disarray.

It's not that she didn't dare to use magic to fight back against the damn waiter and drive away the coldness from her body, but she simply couldn't do it.

She did not live in the deep mountains and forests not only because masters of various races had been searching in the mountains and forests near the Dragon Valley, but also because, in the mountains and forests, she might be attacked by monsters at any time. After several twists and turns, Ifrit finally sneaked into Adams. Although this was the core of Granville and the Church of the Goddess of Dawn, it was a mixed bag, and it was actually more difficult to be discovered in such a place.

After all, no one would believe that the remaining dragons would lurk in humans' nests when faced with being hunted.

Moreover, there are leftovers here. Although this is a shame for the dragon, it can help it survive.

It's just that Adams is closer to the north than Larnaca.

Besides, it is already fully autumn.

The weather is getting colder and colder. It's really uncomfortable to sleep outside all night without being able to use magic to maintain body temperature and resist the low temperature.

The worst thing is that cockroaches, rats, mosquitoes and other things don't seem to be affected by the temperature at all. They crawl around everywhere. It's really terrible.

Ifrit will never forget how he spent the hundred days of wandering, how many times he slept in the same bed with rats, how many times he opened his eyes to find cockroaches crawling on his face, and how many times he was bitten by mosquitoes and his body was covered with lumps.

The man in front of her gave her bread and milk, as well as clothes and blankets. He was a good man, not a bad guy.

As a noble dragon, she should calmly accept the sacrifices from her followers.

Ifrit found an excuse for himself in his little head.

Ron did not expose Ifrit's forced strength. He just smiled and stretched out his hand to Ifrit.

After a brief hesitation, Ifrit stretched out her little hand. When she was about to touch him, she hesitated a little and subconsciously pulled her arm back, but she finally placed her dirty little hand in Ron's palm.

As Ron moved his lips, a whirlwind appeared beside Ron and Ifrit, carrying the two of them and rushing to the seventh floor.

In the room, Charlene and Lydia were still sleeping soundly, their faces calm but flushed. Their rosy complexion made them even more attractive. No one knew what they were thinking about in their sleep, and their bodies twitched from time to time.

With just one glance, Ifrit knew what had happened here before.

There were also some torn pieces of clothes and stockings scattered on the ground.

There is a special smell in the air.

Ifrit knew that was the smell released by male dragons during ejaculation. What a dirty and filthy human being.

Ron waved his hand and set up a soundproof barrier beside Lydia and Charlene's bed, then looked at Ifrit: "Want to take a shower? That's the bathroom over there."

Ifrit watched Ron's actions quietly. Although this man was a playboy, he was very fond of his woman. She didn't say much, and with a body that was even smaller than Lucia's, she walked in the direction of Ron's finger.

Soon, some black and tattered clothes, with who knows how many fleas buried inside, were thrown out of the bathroom.

Ron picked it up and threw it out the window.

Not long after, the sound of water splashing began to be heard from inside.

Then, Ron saw the silhouette of Ifrit through the frosted glass, trembling desperately. There was no steam escaping from the gap in the bathroom door.

Ron felt like he was about to become a nanny. After taking care of Lucia, he also had to take care of Ifrit.

Shaking his head, Ron pushed open the bathroom door and walked in.

In the bathroom, Ifrit's small body was shaking in the cold water sprayed from the showerhead... Her lips, which were originally pale, turned dark blue at this moment.

Seeing Ron coming in, Ifrit didn't make any move to cover her chest with her hands. She just endured the feeling of cold water pouring on her head and stared at Ron quietly, not caring at all that her body was completely exposed to Ron's sight.

There is a huge difference in the concept of chastity between the dragon race and the human race.

In fact, if you think about it, you will know that have you ever seen a dragon wearing a vest over its dragon skin and pants on its dragon legs?

Even if it transformed into a human form, clothes were completely unnecessary for a dragon. If it wasn't for not wanting to appear too different, Ifrit wouldn't even bother to steal those tattered clothes and put them on.

For dragons, being naked is the most common state.

And I don't feel anything special about my body being seen.

Ifrit was just curious about what this man was doing coming in at this time.

Ron simply glanced at Ifrit, and without saying anything, he walked silently to the wall, reached out and turned the faucet, and the heat contained in the fire magic stone began to be released.

The originally freezing water gradually began to turn warm, and the bathroom began to be shrouded in hazy mist.

Ifrit's eyes widened, her small face full of curiosity. It was the first time she knew that there was something in the human world that could adjust the water temperature at will. It was so magical. What kind of magic was this? At the same time, she felt a strong sense of shame in her heart.

This time, she was really unlucky. Even in the Far North glacier, Ifrit could break through the thick ice headfirst and let the icy water splash across her dragon scales without shaking. But now, she lost all her face because she didn't know how to use this thing.

Maybe it was because the water temperature was gradually rising, but Ifrit's face turned red.

Ron didn't think too much about it and kicked a stool in front of Ifrit: "Sit down."

This abominable man actually dared to speak to me in such a commanding tone... After my injuries have recovered, I will definitely grab this guy with my claws and throw him several thousand meters into the air. I will watch him freely fall from the sky and scream in shock, and then I will catch him again. I will scare him to death.

Ifrit thought fiercely in his heart and sat obediently on the chair. Ron picked up a piece of soap and rubbed it on Ifrit's head and body.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

You don't even have to rub it too hard, just flush it with hot water and the bathroom floor will immediately be covered with a black layer.

I really don’t know how this dragon girl managed to endure it.

After rinsing for more than ten times, the dirt on Ifrit's body was finally cleaned off, and her messy burgundy hair was obediently spread behind her.

He picked up the bath towel and covered Ifrit's head with it, rubbing it vigorously. Ifrit's head also shook back and forth, and it felt like the inside of his head was about to be shaken apart.

Ron's rudeness made Ifrit quite dissatisfied. He was so gentle to the two women in bed, but so rude to herself. She thought he was a gentleman before.

After wiping Ifrit's body clean, Ron walked out, and Ifrit followed behind in bare feet.

She clearly had a bathrobe, but she didn't know how to wrap herself up. Ron sighed helplessly, took out a robe from the storage ring, and threw it to Ifrit. Seeing Ifrit putting on the clothes with great difficulty, Ron couldn't help but warn her earnestly: "Girl, be careful, don't show your body to others casually. You have to know that not everyone is a gentleman like me."

Speaking of which, although Ifrit is small now, she is far from being as charming and sexy as the ultimate BOSS in the future.

But a beauty is a beauty, even a small one has already shown quite good charm, with a slender and slim figure, and a delicate little face like a doll.

Ifrit nodded as if she understood something, and finally put the robe on. However, she was obviously not used to the feeling, and she twisted her body as if she was about to take it off again.

"Don't take it off, you must put it on." Ron ordered forcefully.

Ifrit muttered a few times, but finally behaved well. She had no choice. She could get a warm place to stay and delicious food from the man in front of her, and she didn't want to be kicked out for the time being.

This has nothing to do with the dignity of the dragon clan. She was just... well, just playing around with this man. That's right, that's it. This is called playing life.

Ifrit quickly found an excuse in her heart, tilted her head, and then looked at Ron with a pair of pure white eyes. The expression on her face was a little curious: "When you see my eyes, don't you feel anything? Aren't you scared?"

She is the daughter of the Dragon King.

In the human kingdom, that is the identity of a princess.

But because of her strange pair of white eyes, she was often bullied and excluded in Dragon Valley. Even her parents, brothers and sisters thought she was an alien.

It was precisely because Ifrit could not bear the rejection of the Dragon Valley that he moved out of the Dragon Valley. He was lucky enough to escape the disaster of the dragon clan's extinction.

When wandering in the human world, Ifrit always covered her eyes with her messy long hair, not wanting to be discovered and cause a sensation.

That's right, so when Ifrit saw Ron being so calm, he was really curious.

It's fine if you couldn't see it before, but what about now? "Byakugan? All the Hyuga clan have it." Ron nodded: "I know, I know, it's one of the three major eye techniques, the other two are Sharingan and Samsara, right?"

“Although it looked a little weird at first glance, it’s actually quite nice after seeing it more.”

Of course, the main reason is that Ifrit is beautiful.

He seems to have gone off the rails.

However, Ifrit obviously didn't notice this, and her pretty little face was slightly stunned.

Pretty good looking?

He said her white eyes were beautiful? 　Chapter 5 is here. Thank you for the reward from book friend 20201025174602424. Thank you for your support.

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