Chapter 33 Chapter 33 (with several hundred words of supplementary interaction) Dragon Clan,...
Li Ming had never seen the little guy cry so hard.
It's different from suppressed crying.
This kind of crying is like the previous fear explosion, breathless and heart-breaking for the one crying.
How can there be so many tears?
Li Ming couldn't wipe it all off.
He hugged little Li Mu tightly with one hand.
For a moment, I couldn't tell the difference between reality and dreams.
The experience in that dream was so real, as if I had spent more than a month with Xiaolong, from leaving his "home" to his death in the cold winter.
"I'm not lying to you."
Li Ming sighed softly.
"Dad is not lying to you. Mumu will always be Dad's little dragon. Dad has never thought of sending Mumu away."
Xiaolong was still crying. He let go of the hand that was holding Li Ming's military jacket and instead grabbed the corner of Li Ming's clothes.
The soft little body pressed into his arms, clinging tightly in fear.
"Really?"
He was still sobbing.
"Mumu is alone, very sad and cold."
Mu Mu is most afraid of the cold.
"real."
Li Ming coaxed in a low voice.
"I won't be alone anymore. Daddy is always here. I won't feel cold anymore."
So why is Xiaolong so afraid of the cold?
Ever since Li Ming brought Xiaolong back, the little guy has been afraid of the cold.
And everything that just happened seemed to reappear before my eyes.
His nerves jumped at this moment.
Stressed dragon parents are very sensitive to the word cold.
Probably in the next few years, he will be very sensitive to cold and snow.
At this moment, with his nerves tense, he hugged the crying little dragon.
The tall dragon carefully enclosed the tender little dragon cub in his own aura.
He didn't want to ask at this time.
I don't want to ask this kind of question when Xiaolong is crying and out of breath.
But he really couldn't control it.
"Mumu."
Li Ming calmed himself down, his light yellow eyes fixed on the light.
"Why are you afraid of the cold?"
The crying dragonet froze slightly.
He opened his eyes wide and looked at Li Ming.
The lamb is still sleeping.
For a moment, Xiaolong didn't know whether he should say it or whether he could say it.
Those memories have always been sad and gray memories for Xiaolong.
But why would Dad ask this?
Xiaolong was confused and slowly stopped crying, looking at Li Ming like this.
The little guy suddenly remembered what the lamb had said before.
No cubs have been born in this world for thousands of years.
This should be the most suitable world for him, because no cubs have ever been born and he is the only dragon cub, so all dragons should love and protect him.
But what if—he is not the little dragon of this world, does he still deserve such love and care?
The little guy is too small after all.
Be careful with everything you care about.
He evaded a little at the thought of this.
At the same time, there was another hurried knock on the door, and Li Hua hurried in.
"How's Mumu? I'm still on duty. The clan leader asked me to come check on you. What happened to you?"
Li Hua has been very busy recently.
After all, several culprits were caught this time, and because Xiaolong was almost injured, the dragon clan who were discussing announced almost at the same time that they would look for the Color Organization and completely destroy it.
There are too many residents and organizations in this galaxy, and it is impossible for them to handle them one by one. There will always be loopholes.
But as long as you set a goal.
Everything is much easier to operate.
But his entry did not seem to attract Li Ming's attention.
Li Ming just lowered his head and looked at the little cub in his arms.
The atmosphere was inexplicably tense.
"what you do?"
Li Hua frowned, sensing the subtle atmosphere, and wanted to go forward and pick up Xiaolong.
"Go crazy yourself and stay away."
If you don't know how to raise it, let him do it.
He has been craving it for a long time.
Where can you find such a well-behaved little dragon?
Especially since the little guy's wings were torn and injured before, and now the little wings are drooping behind him. He is looking up at his little face obediently, with tears in his eyes, looking a bit pitiful.
Li Hua: ...even more greedy.
Li Ming looked at little Li Mu steadily, and finally reached out and pressed Xiaolong into his arms.
A gentle, soothing tone.
"It's okay, it doesn't matter. Mumu can do whatever she wants. It's okay to cry. Just cry. There's no need to suppress it."
"——Dad is here, Dad knows everything, so...it doesn't matter if Mumu doesn't say it, nothing will change."
Li Ming held the little guy in his arms.
I have a deeper understanding of the responsibilities of parents.
Don't let the little one feel uneasy.
This is what he needs to do as a parent.
Even if it's not possible to do it completely now.
As the little dragon looked at the face of the dragon head, the little wings behind him couldn't help but flap gently.
Then the little wings were pinched by Long's head.
Carefully gather it up.
"It's not healed yet, don't move."
Li Ming's expression stabilized slightly.
"Nothing will change?"
Little Li Mu finally spoke.
Hugging her father's neck.
"Even if Mumu doesn't belong here? She's always been Daddy's little dragon?"
"certainly."
Li Ming nodded, picked up Xiaolong and walked out directly.
"Here, no one will kick you out of your home, no one will make you go to an unknown place by yourself, and there will be no cold winters, even when you grow up."
Li Ming fantasized about his future life. When Xiaolong grows up, he will build a new residence next to his house. The loving old father is willing to divide all his territory for Xiaolong. The thousand-year-old bachelor dragon naturally ignores the fact that his Xiaolong may have a partner in the future.
Actually, that’s enough to say.
Xiaolong slowly opened his eyes and looked at his elder Long family.
Finally, through the tearful eyes, the light gradually brightened.
Li Ming had already carried Xiaolong past Li Hua and returned to the study.
The meeting in the study has not yet ended.
It seems that after Li Ming left, they had a discussion about whether Li Ming might have anxiety about taking care of the baby.
Until Li Ming came to the crowd with his baby in his arms.
The arrogant fellow held the cub carefully and slammed his palm on the table.
"I'll just say it straight."
Li Ming pulled the corners of his lips into a smile.
"Allowing a cub to frequently change its living environment has a significant impact on its physical and mental health. My cub just heard this and is not very happy. I am not very happy either. If anyone has any objections, I don't mind us having a private 'chat' at the training ground these few days. Mumu will continue to live here and will not change."
In front of so many people.
Xiaolong was a little at a loss at first.
Until I heard Li Ming's words.
His big eyes lit up, he hugged Mr. Long tightly and nodded.
The voice is childish, but the eyes are serious.
"Mumu, don't let me be sent away. Daddy promised me that."
If only these dragons hadn’t felt too strongly about the little dragon’s situation at the time.
It's just that this is the only cub of the dragon clan in thousands of years, and this cub seems to have special abilities against pollution, so people are thinking of fighting for it.
All the photos and videos we had seen before were blurry, and they were nothing compared to the power of the little guy when he moved.
Wait until you actually see the little guy like this.
The dragons' eyes widened.
But Li Ming didn't let anyone look at it for too long.
He raised his hand and slapped the communication in the study to shut down.
He exchanged glances with Li Hua, who was standing at the door with a look of 'you're awesome' on his face.
The tone was lighter.
"Check it out, then go to sleep."
"And don't let it happen again. Anything that goes wrong could be an accident. Kankares Academy has been peaceful for too long, and we never thought anyone would attack them. From now on..."
Li Ming held the cub, who was obviously happy, and spoke slowly.
What will happen in the future?
If something really happened, he couldn't ask the little guy to hide completely.
Retreating and tolerating is not in line with the nature of the dragon race.
Xiaolong listened carefully, tilted his little head, thought about it, and then took it seriously.
"My father taught me that."
"Um?"
"Dragon Clan, the courage to keep moving forward."
Xiaolong rubbed his father's cheek.
He spoke in a serious and soft voice.
"Mumu is daddy's little dragon. Mumu always remembers it."
In the three weeks since then.
The colors were almost completely wiped out. Li Ming and Li Hua discussed everything they had seen before and had a general idea of what was going on.
But no one said it explicitly.
The dragon clan seemed to have maintained a delicate balance. Some high-ranking members of the outside world had learned about Xiaolong's situation and tried to find out, but due to the pressure from the dragon clan and the Tayir clan, they remained silent.
Xiaolong also became noticeably more lively and active, as if the anxiety that had been weighing on his heart had finally dissipated.
Kancaris Academy is still under renovation, and the newly appointed principal is facing questions from parents.
Signal blocking is something that has been around for hundreds of years. Moreover, when two-thirds of the teachers are away and the senior students are away, the youngest ones are left in a vulnerable position, completely at the mercy of fate. They haven't kept up with the times, leading to this kind of thing happening. Many parents cannot accept this.
During these three weeks, several people, led by Saint-Garde and Moses, also applied to visit here.
Wanted to come and say thank you.
Also deciding to come was Si Chi, who had almost recovered.
The little dragon's wings hadn't been folded yet, but the lacerations had mostly healed.
"Dad, Dad, we want to eat coconut cake today."
Li Ming has been taking care of the baby at home whenever he has time recently.
Obviously the stress response has not completely subsided.
He looked down at the little one who was hugging his thighs, his two little feet stepping on his steps and moving with him.
Little Li Mu was looking up at him, with its little wings flapping behind it like a baby bird happy or wanting food.
At first, Xiaolong only praised his father's cooking skills, but gradually he got tired of it and started to make requests to his father.
Li Ming was happy to see this happen, but he snorted and picked up Xiaolong by his clothes.
"It sank quite a bit."
Little Li Mu puffed out his chest.
"Dad should say Mumu has become much stronger."
Li Ming was suddenly amused by Xiaolong.
At this moment the visitor bell rang.
Intelligent automatic pop-up for incoming visitors.
The black-haired boy stood outside the door, and the small aircraft behind him slowly took off and waited not far away.
Li Ming narrowed his eyes, looked at the little boy with amber eyes through the screen, and finally put the little dragon down.
"Your classmates are here, go and play with them, it will only take a while."
The little dragon flapped its wings behind it, stood on tiptoe to take a look at what Li Ming was tinkering with, and nodded obediently.
When Xiaolong arrived at the courtyard, Si Chi had already entered.
The moment he saw the little dragon, he let out a breath, grabbed the little dragon and looked at his little wings.
"Okay, it's done now."
Li Mu's little wings felt a little itchy from being turned over, and they flapped back and forth behind him.
"Why are you like Fluffy? Every time you enter the virtual space, he always pulls at my wings."
Si Chi looked at Xiaolong without saying anything.
"By the way, I remember I told you that Fluffy is—"
"Yeah, I know."
Si Chi finally spoke.
Subtle emotions were brewing in Si Chi's amber eyes.
"You know, that's right, I told you before."
The little dragon still spoke slowly, but his coherence and logic were getting better and better.
She spoke in a sweet and baby voice and wanted to pull Si Chi inside.
But Xiaolong tried a little bit of strength but failed to pull it. Instead, he was pulled back by someone and hugged by him.
"Don't do anything dangerous next time."
Si Chi said, looking down at Xiao Long.
"I won't die that easily."
Xiaolong hadn't reacted yet, his eyes wide open as he watched two black furry triangular ears slowly poke out from between the boy's dark hair, trembling slightly in a familiar way, and a furry tail seemed to slowly wrap around his small body.
The tail was very fluffy, very big, black and smooth.
Xiaolong: ...
"You can touch the ears or hold the tail if you want."
The boy lowered his head, unable to tolerate Xiaolong's different treatment of him and his virtual self.
He is usually a cool little guy, but at this moment he has furry ears and a fluffy tail, staring at the little guy seriously. The contrast is very strong. He lowered his head and touched his forehead with the little dragon.
Intimately, at a distance that allowed Xiaolong to smell the fresh scent on him.
"I'm 'Fluffy'."
Is he - 'Fluffy'?
But isn’t Mao Rongrong his virtual private network assistant?
Little Li Mu looked at his furry ears blankly and reached out to touch them.
In reality, even the ears of a body are very sensitive.
More sensitive than in the virtual network.
Si Chi exhaled slightly and simply sat on the wooden bench in the courtyard. Next to him was the swing that Li Ming had made for Xiaolong. The little guy had been lying on this bench before, watching the swing being built.
It was at this time that Li Ming looked down from the second floor.
"Mumu, it's almost done."
The window opened and the smell of coconut cake wafted out.
Dragon Dad has already started to develop his skill tree in a wonderful direction.
Xiaolong was still standing, but when he heard this, he turned around and looked up. Knowing that the snacks made by his father were ready, the little wings behind him began to flutter with joy unconsciously.
At this moment, the door was knocked and pushed open again.
"Are we in?"
Saint Germain, Moses and others who had submitted their visit permits, carrying gifts prepared by their parents, had just stepped into the courtyard, their expressions still a little awkward.
Then they were all stunned.
They watched as Li Mu stood not far away with his back to them, Si Chi sitting behind him, the little dragon flapping its wings back and forth.
He slapped Si Chi's furry ears and head again and again.
The little wings flapped more and more happily.
Si Chi sat silently behind Xiaolong, with no emotion in his amber eyes. The plush ears on his head trembled when they were touched, and then trembled again, and then his fair face slowly turned red.
The appearance of bearing humiliation and carrying heavy burdens.
Everyone: ...
Wait a minute, is there something wrong with this picture?
Is this the relationship you usually have?
This is bullying! This is bullying, right?! Look, that Tayir noble who crushed Class 6 is so angry he dares not even speak out!
Xiaolong's status in the hearts of the cubs suddenly rose again at this moment, and he grew from a handsome little dragon who saved them to a little devil again.
They all took a step back, looked at Si Chi being flapped by the little wings, and looked at each other.
Someone, go save Si Chi! Why isn't he hiding? Li Mu is so terrifying!
Are there any hidden meanings behind these wings? Will they give me a concussion?
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