Chapter 9 Chapter 9 Mumu feels uncomfortable and wants a hug...
These two little cuties, each the size of a palm, might accidentally crush their wings while rolling around.
The pitch-black little dragon wings couldn't bear the little dragon's weight yet, and they hadn't developed well. When they were pressed down, they flapped like a bird's wings, struggling to get out.
The wind from the little wings is very gentle.
Li Ming's fingertips felt a little itchy.
Because this little guy is so young, although he is cautious, his likes and dislikes are very direct.
When resisting, it will resist with all its heart and soul. Even if it is a small one, it will puff out its cheeks and breathe out at you with a whimpering sound.
But now that he has accepted it, the whole little dragon can’t wait to stick to you and act coquettishly.
And Mu Mu got the little pillow that he was curious about and liked. Although he rolled around with the pillow, he didn't dare to use too much force for fear of accidentally breaking it. He just held it in his arms, with his chin resting on the little pillow, staring at you with a pair of bright dark eyes.
The tail wags happily behind it.
Before, even Li Ming thought this little guy was a little cute.
But to be honest, he didn't feel much about raising this cub.
After all, no dragon clan would raise cubs nowadays.
For him, raising a cub is nothing more than providing it with a suitable and safe environment, food, shelter, and occasionally helping the little guy deal with some troublesome things.
Isn’t it just protecting one’s own shortcomings?
He also protects the dragons under his command.
Now it's just a new little dragon.
He didn't think it was a big deal.
But at this moment, looking at these clear eyes.
His eyes are full of dependence and expectation on you. Just when he was not paying attention, the little guy tried his best to fall down from the place where he couldn't get down, and stood in front of him, spreading his little wings that couldn't even fly yet, to protect him.
Something is silently weighing on my heart.
It seems to be a responsibility that is heavier than simple care.
Xiaolong finished rolling around happily and turned over and got up.
The little pillow was very soft. He pressed it back and forth under his claws twice, then pushed it to Mr. Long to share it with him.
In fact, his movements were a bit cautious, but because he rarely received a response, his eyes were full of light when he looked at Li Ming.
Li Ming stretched out his hand as he wished and pressed back and forth on the soft little pillow.
It was obviously just a small pillow that was thrown aside casually and no dragon would care about it.
At this moment, Li Ming clearly realized why this cub was so cautious and rejected everything and hid himself in the pit when they met for the first time.
Because it was as if he had never had anything before.
Suppress the emotions in your heart.
There was still no change on Li Ming's face.
His fingertips casually touched the little dragon's horns.
Mu Mu just felt that his little dragon horn was a little itchy, and when his parent touched it, his little head naturally burrowed under his palm.
"Okay, grab your little pillow, we're going home."
Li Ming pinched the little dragon's horn again and listened to the little dragon's roar.
He wrapped the little guy in his combat uniform again, lowered his eyes and looked at the little thing holding the small pillow tightly and wanting to roll around in his arms.
The dragon clan has no cubs, so naturally they can't make any toys for them. The only thing Li Ming could find to coax his cubs was this small pillow.
The long silver hair behind Li Ming swayed as he walked.
Those light yellow eyes always looked cold and indifferent.
He took out his intelligence, ignored the other dragons' questions about the situation at the mental power center, and logged onto the star network.
The dragon race doesn’t have it, but other races do.
He had to let his little dragon know that as his, Li Ming's, cub, he could have whatever he wanted.
How could he send Li Ming's child away with just a small pillow?
Li Ming quickly browsed through all the information about the cubs on the Star Network.
Cub toys?
purchase!
Pup snacks?
purchase!
A crib for a cub?
purchase!
Mu Mu hugged a soft little pillow and curled up in clothes that smelled like her parents.
Although extremely tired, the little dragon's eyes were bright. He lay on the pillow and looked up at his "hard-working" dragon parent.
Mu Mu looked up twice, then looked down at her little pillow.
He had never owned something so soft that would warm him up just by hugging it.
The little dragon lost his breath in the cold.
After coming back to life, he had no resistance to these warm and soft things.
The lamb is right.
Although Mumu was a little black dragon who was once disliked by his family.
But Mr. Long, whom Xiaoyang found for Mumu, was really nice. He didn’t know when Xiaoyang would wake up, and he hadn’t even said thank you yet.
Mr. Long would not only hold him, gently touch his head and his little dragon horns, but also give him such a beautiful treasure.
Mu Mu really likes her parents who are a color-blocked dragon.
Mu Mu called out softly twice and buried her little head in the pillow again.
But Mumu is so tired now.
Mumu wants to - sleep for a while.
The little black dragon curled up with the pillow in his arms, cautiously moving closer to Li Ming.
After Li Mu made the crazy purchase, he subconsciously glanced at Xiaolong.
The little guy had clearly gotten some sleep before, but now his breathing was steady as he leaned against his arms, sleeping soundly with his head pressed against the pillow.
This little guy's physical test data seems a bit weak.
I guess he doesn't have enough energy.
Getting more sleep is a good thing.
Li Ming had already walked to the door of the Silver Dragon Clan’s medical center.
He looked at the brilliant light of the light source star outside.
Amid the rustling sound of the swaying treetops, she gently covered the little dragon's head with her clothes.
Then on the airship back home.
Li Ming finally remembered that he could go and check out the recommended products in the cub communication section. It’s useless for merchants to exaggerate the products, because in the end, it still depends on whether they are useful.
But Li Ming had just logged into the communication platform of Shangxing.com.
The already very mature and non-stuttering smartphone was stuck for a moment due to too many messages.
Most of the information is hidden.
But the latest news keeps popping up.
"Excuse me, what species is this cub? Does anyone know?"
"Oh, baby, you're my good baby. You're so adorable, but I strongly urge you to donate to the parents so they can enroll them in a seven-day photography crash course! Every time we see a newborn, we lose it! This is all precious material, but look at what this parent has done to our adorable baby?! I'll be the first to donate 10,000!"
"I never thought she was so cute before she came in. How did she manage to be so adorable at first sight without any action sequences, and make my heart flutter?"
"I just want to know if they're adopted? It's obvious from the parents that they don't care. Please give me some information. I can take over. I've raised three puppies before and own a large villa. I can provide the puppies with the best living environment. I'm very experienced. Of course, although I'm very experienced, I will definitely raise the puppies as my most precious. By the way, the other three are already independent and there will be no impact!"
"??? What? Can I actually apply for foster care? Look at me, look at me, look at me—"
Li Ming stared at these comments or private messages with an expressionless face.
Then look at how shocked they are that such an adorable cub didn't even start a fight over custody.
Finally, this group of people began to compare their conditions, as if the one with the best conditions could take the little cub away from his arms.
Li Ming calmly blocked out all the information.
I took a look at the post I posted and found that in just a short while, it had become a hot topic on raising cubs.
They agreed his pup was the cutest, and he said they had good taste. But they wanted to "steal" it from him? They even mocked his photography skills. Is it yours? So you just snatch it away?
Li Ming: Haha.
He could no longer hold down his service pistol.
It was at this moment that the sleeping little dragon turned over in his arms and let out a soft howl like a dream talk.
The baby's voice was soft and childish, curled up into a ball.
All of a sudden, Li Ming's rising anger was extinguished.
Why should he be angry with these sour lemons who can't touch the cubs?
Thinking of this, Li Ming took out Zhineng again, and with the hand that was holding the little dragon cub, he gently lifted the little dragon up, letting the little claw rest on his palm.
He had a dark complexion and calluses on his palms from years of fighting with guns.
At this moment, a small claw with black nails and round claws came over here, creating a strange sense of contrast.
Li Ming just clapped his little paws.
Then he threw the picture onto StarNet to declare his sovereignty.
'My home. [Picture]'
Many people were already watching this account, which had never spoken before, and there had been several rounds of discussions about this little cub.
As soon as there was any movement from Li Ming's side, countless people on the Star Network noticed it instantly.
Apart from those guys who are still stubborn, the comments section is more concerned about another point at the moment.
"No, you really just clapped your hands???"
"My mom asked me why I was screaming and rolling around while holding Smart, and I couldn't explain it at all. I was so captivated by a cub whose entire face I couldn't even capture. Bro, can we get a clearer picture of the cub? Although this little paw is also very cute, woo woo, auntie, sniff."
"Wow, even in the photo, you can see the little paws flexing, as if trying to grasp something. And—it was so blurry before, and I didn't have anything to refer to, but now I see, holy shit, how big is this cub? Just imagining it, I think—it's so adorable!!"
Li Ming calmly exited the star network.
Let those guys who can't see the cubs go crazy.
He had returned home with the drowsy little dragon.
In a multi-story house, Li Ming carried the baby into his bedroom.
Carefully placed the cub on the bed.
Watching the little guy curl up.
His eyes softened for a moment.
He did not deal with the backlog of official business, but turned to find out what the little cub should eat.
Mu Mu slept until very late. He was really tired and gradually felt uncomfortable. He wondered if it was a side effect of using magic.
Halfway through, he was woken up by Mr. Long and ate half a piece of milk cake.
Then he continued to sleep in a daze.
After it was completely dark.
Xiaolong hugged the small pillow nervously and twisted his body.
He woke up with discomfort.
After using the light purification magic.
The fatigue kept coming back, becoming more severe at night.
My lower abdomen is also uncomfortable.
Xiaolong finally couldn't hold it in anymore and opened his eyes uncomfortably, still holding a small pillow in his arms.
His little body trembled, and he rolled over while hugging the small pillow.
The room was pitch black and he couldn't see his surroundings clearly.
I could only call out softly and cautiously.
I tried to test whether the Long family was in the room.
But there was no response.
Xiaolong lay back down again, holding the small pillow firmly, and carefully explored the road ahead.
The little paws pressed on the soft bed and moved forward little by little.
It's fine.
Mu Mu is a strong little dragon...she can get through it all, it has always been like this.
——But, but where is Mr. Long?
Xiaolong felt that he was a little greedy. He was more likely to act like a spoiled child when he was feeling unwell or down, so he kind of wanted a hug like he got during the day.
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