Chapter 247: Don't Covet the Dragon's Daughter 15

Mingnan asked curiously, "When did you become able to speak and transform?"

Les gave her an ambiguous look and said, "I discovered he was talking the last time I woke up, and I discovered he was transforming this time."

Mingnan finally figured out the whole story.

Although Les is an evil dragon, he also needs time to grow like humans. At the beginning, he was ignorant, could not speak, could not transform, and had no memory. He could not understand what the gifts given to him by humans meant.

Until he grew up slowly, began to have memories and his own consciousness.

But he still looked like a dragon, so big, and could spit fire when he opened his mouth. The princesses had heard too many legends about dragons eating people since they were young, so they had a preconceived notion that Leis would eat them or do something bad to them, and that they would die if they came here.

So they ran out as fast as they could, but the beasts in the forest were much scarier than Les.

Les doesn't eat people, but the people in the forest don't care about that.

In the end, a misunderstanding was not resolved, which deepened people's stereotypes.

Les lived up to his title of dragon.

Mingnan felt mixed emotions and raised his hand to wave at Les.

Les didn't understand what was going on, so he moved closer and subconsciously lowered his head.

205: [You have tamed this dragon. It lowers its head and asks for a touch as soon as I reach out my hand. It's so obedient. Hehe~]

Mingnan didn't think too much about it at first, but after hearing what 205 said, he couldn't help laughing when he saw Les lowering his head.

Les was a little confused to begin with, and she smiled even more confused. He looked up blankly, "What are you laughing at?"

Mingnan laughed and raised his hand to rub his soft hair. Feeling it felt good, he rubbed it a few more times.

Les felt a little uncomfortable. Without the horns, Mingnan's palm fell directly on his head, and the feeling seemed to be more intimate.

He instinctively wanted to step back, but when he saw Mingnan, he held back and let her rub him, only the tips of his ears turned slightly red.

Mingnan sighed, "Poor Les, we are the ones who suffer from not being able to speak."

Les agreed, "If I had spoken up earlier, I would have told them to leave."

Mingnan took his hand back, took out two fruits from the fruit basket in the corner of the mountain wall, threw one to Les, sat down at the stone table, took a bite and asked, "What about your parents?"

Les sat down opposite her, crunching some fruit. He paused and said, "I don't know. He should be dead."

"Um?"

Mingnan was puzzled.

"Each generation of dragons never sees their parents after they are born," said Rice. "I guess they are either dead or have left the Endless Forest."

"In fact, evil dragons are not the embodiment of evil. We have been stationed in the Endless Forest for generations to prevent other monsters from escaping and harming humans. We can leave occasionally, but not for too long, otherwise we will suffer from severe pain like peeling skin and cramps."

Les said expressionlessly: "Only when the next generation of guardians is born can we get rid of this mission and completely leave the Endless Forest. Once we leave, we probably won't be able to come back."

Mingnan suddenly realized, "So that's how it is. How do you know all this?"

"Our clan is a bloodline inheritance. When we reach a certain age, our bloodline awakens, and the memories and inheritance left by our predecessors will naturally appear in our minds."

"So when you sleep, you are actually digesting the inheritance?"

Les nodded.

Mingnan thought thoughtfully, "So you don't need anyone to teach you. You can speak naturally after your inheritance awakens?"

"Hmm." Les finished the fruit in a few bites, leaving only the core. He thought about it and put the core into his mouth to chew.

Mingnan: “…”

Although he can speak, he is still a little bit stupid.

However, after this conversation, Mingnan understood Les better, and his relationship with him became closer invisibly.

After eating the fruit, Mingnan rested for a few minutes and then got up to pack up.

She wanted to sort the things she bought into different categories, and put the seldom-used items on the top shelf of the closet, but she couldn't reach them, and even when she stood on tiptoe she could only barely touch the edge.

Just as she was trying to use magic to send the things up, a big hand suddenly stretched out from behind her, took the things from her hands easily, and put them directly into the closet.

Mingnan stood there, surrounded by his two long arms, her back and his chest pressed against each other vaguely through the thin clothes.

That area of ​​skin suddenly became sensitive, and all my attention was focused on it.

Mingnan's ears felt hot as the breath, which was hotter than that of an ordinary person, blew over his head. Just as he was about to say something, he suddenly smelled a unique fragrance.

It's neither strong nor light, neither floral nor fruity, a little sweet, but with a hint of bitterness when you smell it carefully.

She couldn't help but smell it again.

Les took his hand back and asked in confusion, "What are you smelling?"

Mingnan pressed his forehead and asked softly, "Did you spray perfume? Or did you use some weird fragrance?"

Les raised an eyebrow, "Perfume?"

He recalled that he had seen someone selling something in the human town just now. It was a liquid that smelled good when sprayed, but he didn't like the smell.

Long has a very keen sense of smell. Those perfumes are too irritating for him and he feels uncomfortable if he smells them for a long time.

He shook his head. "How could I possibly use that?"

"No?" Mingnan's cheeks blushed slightly, and he murmured, "But you smell so good..."

Les frowned at her and sniffed his hand suspiciously.

In an instant, an idea flashed through his mind, and he thought of a possibility, and his whole body froze -

No way?

His arm suddenly felt hot, he lowered his head and saw Mingnan holding his wrist and smelling it.

Les's face suddenly flushed.

He pulled his hand back abruptly, his voice unsteady, and because of his panic and anxiety, he sounded very fierce, "Stop smelling it!"

Mingnan was startled, tears in his eyes, he looked at him innocently and blankly, then he felt a little aggrieved.

Les opened his mouth, wanting to explain but not knowing where to start.

Seeing Mingnan was about to grab his hand again, Les took two steps back and said, "I... I'm a little tired. I'll go back and rest first. You... you don't bother me."

Before he finished the last word, he turned around and fled.

Mingnan looked at him in confusion, "I'm not going to eat him, why are you running away?"

205: [Maybe he’s afraid he’ll eat you? Hehehe~]

Mingnan: [Ah?]

…

Les returned to the inner cave, transformed into a little dragon as thick as his wrist, and his clothes fell to the ground in an instant. He didn't even look at them and dived directly into the lake.

The lake water was still somewhat cool at this time, which neutralized the heat in his body very well.

He swam two laps in it and sighed comfortably.

He emerged from the water only after the heat from his face and ears had subsided.

His body was still submerged in the water, with only his head and horns floating on the surface.

A pair of golden eyes couldn't help but glance towards the stone wall.

He pricked up his ears and listened for a while with bated breath, but heard no sound.

Thinking about his behavior just now, Les couldn't help but reflect on whether he had gone a little too far.

She won't be angry, will she?