Chapter 240: Don't Covet the Dragon's Daughter 8

The evil dragon raised his head from the pile of jewelry with a "bang". A gold coin was stuck in the corner of his head, and he was holding a golden bead as big as his head in his arms. He was looking at Mingnan blankly.

Mingnan heard the noise, turned around and was immediately stunned.

When she reacted, the corners of her lips were half-curled, as if she was smiling.

The evil dragon was puzzled. What was he laughing at?

He swung his tail in the pile of gold coins.

"Hoo——" What do you want me to do?

Mingnan held back his laughter and stepped forward, stretching out his hand. The evil dragon subconsciously dodged backwards, thinking that she was going to snatch the gold beads from his arms. He could not help but hug her tighter, wishing that she could embed herself into his body.

205: [Tsk tsk tsk, they say that evil dragons like shiny jewelry. It's true. Look at this miser.]

Mingnan pursed his lips, [Quite cute.]

Evil Dragon: “???”

Who is cute? Him?

Seeing Mingnan's hand reaching out again, he got a little annoyed. He raised his tail and pressed it against her fingers, saying, "Don't go any further. It would be impolite to go any further!"

Mingnan pinched the tip of the thin tail and said with a smile: "I won't fight with you. There is something on your head. I will help you take it off."

The evil dragon's big, round golden eyes moved along with her fingers.

A little silly and a little cute.

In his original form, he was too big and majestic, and one could tell at first glance that he was not someone to be trifled with. In addition, due to the size difference, he always gave people a sense of superiority and distance.

But now he has become smaller, a mini dragon with small horns and big golden eyes, looking like a Q version animation.

Mingnan's hands and heart were itching, and he really wanted to grab him and touch him.

However, she is still not familiar with the dragon and cannot go too far.

It's hard to appease a dragon when it gets angry.

Mingnan suppressed his eager heart, took the gold coin on his head with two fingers, and put it on his palm to show the evil dragon, "Look, it's stuck in your horn, don't you feel it?"

It turns out that you didn't want to steal his gold beads.

The evil dragon swung its tail awkwardly, but didn't know what to do to ease the current atmosphere.

Mingnan didn't make it difficult for him. He put the gold coins back into the box and said softly, "The vegetable soup is ready. Do you want to try it? It tastes pretty good."

The evil dragon looked at her suspiciously, as if asking: Is it true?

Mingnan stretched out his hand, "I'll take you to try it and you'll know."

The evil dragon glanced at her white palms. Her hands were very beautiful, but their palms were rough and had deep lines.

At first glance, it is clear that it is the result of constant hard work.

The evil dragon was a little confused. In her previous life, she had told him that she was not favored. But no matter how unfavored she was, a princess's hands shouldn't be like this, right?

Under his gaze, the finger slightly hooked, "Come up."

The evil dragon hesitated for a moment, and finally came out of the box. He reluctantly put down the golden beads, climbed onto Mingnan's hand, and his body became smaller. His tail coiled around Mingnan's wrist, and at first glance it looked like a black bracelet.

He sat in Mingnan's palm and looked up at her.

Mingnan smiled and poked his horn with his fingertips, "Let's go."

After leaving the inner cave, without the stone walls to block its view, the evil dragon could smell the fresh fragrance floating in the air.

The taste was completely different from the strange one he had imagined.

Mingnan put him on the stone table and pushed one of the bowls of mushroom soup in front of him.

The painted white porcelain bowl was made into the shape of a lotus leaf and looked extremely delicate. The mushroom and wild vegetable soup inside, although not very colorful, did not look unpalatable.

The evil dragon did not act rashly. He stared straight at Mingnan.

Mingnan scooped a spoonful and blew on it to make sure it was not hot before drinking it. Noticing the evil dragon looking at her, she couldn't help laughing and said, "It's not poisonous. Can I rest assured now?"

Seeing that she was not dead, the evil dragon lowered his head and took a sip with half belief and half doubt.

Humans are afraid of burns, but a fire-breathing dragon like him is certainly not afraid of it, so he didn't blow it, but just stuck out his tongue and licked it.

Um?

The dragon ate it and it tasted surprisingly good!

He couldn't help but take another lick.

The mushrooms were very fresh, the wild vegetables were crisp and delicious, with no other strange smell. I don’t know what else was added. The soup was moderately salty and lightly spicy, very appetizing.

He couldn't stop, mouthful after mouthful, and soon he licked the entire bottom of the bowl.

He raised his head and realized that he had drunk the entire bowl of soup!

Mingnan looked at him leisurely, "How is it? Does it taste good?"

The dragon blinked, opened his mouth, and was about to say something, but suddenly burped.

“…”

I am most afraid of the sudden silence of the air.

Mingnan paused, and this time he really couldn't help laughing out loud.

The evil dragon froze in place in embarrassment.

My heart was already boiling with rage—Aaaaaaah, why is he burping?! Huh? This is so embarrassing!

He wanted to cover his face, but his claws were too short to reach.

So he simply coiled himself up, put his tail on his head, and knocked it hard twice.

Damn!

Blame it on the mushroom soup!

She must have done something to the mushroom soup, she must have!

Mingnan took in all his little movements and couldn't stop laughing.

Seeing that he was about to tie her up in knots if she didn't care about him anymore, she took a deep breath to hold back her laughter, wiped the tears from her eyes, and asked gently, "Do you want to drink more? There's still a lot left."

The evil dragon immediately raised its head and tapped the bowl with the tip of its tail, its eyes shining.

Drink! Another bowl!

Mingnan smiled, took the clean bowl that seemed to have never been used, and filled it up for him again.

She had eaten some fruit before, so she wasn't very hungry. Now she had a bowl of soup and vegetables, so she was already full. Therefore, the remaining mushroom soup went into the dragon's stomach, so it wasn't wasted at all.

After finishing the last gulp, the evil dragon collapsed on the table, revealing his round belly.

When Mingnan was clearing the bowl, he couldn't help but poke it.

The evil dragon jumped up immediately and used his hands and feet to hold her fingers.

Maybe he was in a good mood because he had eaten and drunk enough. He just glanced at Mingnan and didn't care about her rudeness. He turned over and continued to lie on the stone table to dry his belly.

"Then you sleep here and I'll go wash the dishes."

Mingnan wrapped the pile of bowls in cloth and went out.

The evil dragon got up quickly and hesitated for a moment as he looked at her receding figure. He could use magic to help her wash the dishes.

But in just a short while, Mingnan had walked out of the cave and could no longer be seen.

Never mind, maybe next time.

The evil dragon lay back on the stone table, drowsy.

Just consider it as a reward for her.

…

Of course Mingnan didn't just go to wash the dishes.

The river was not very fast and the water was very clear. She went in to take a bath first and then washed the dishes.

When she was going back, she suddenly heard something calling out in a mournful voice.

She looked in the direction of the sound and saw a fox with snow-white fur lying in the grass.

Hearing the footsteps, the fox looked over vigilantly, staring at Mingnan with its dark eyes, as if it would pounce on her and bite off her neck if she dared to come forward!