Chapter 249: Don’t Covet the Dragon’s Daughter 17

Is cute a word that can describe the evil dragon? !

The evil dragon Benlong was very dissatisfied with this title.

But when he saw Mingnan's eyes slightly curved in smile, he couldn't say anything.

If I have to say it, it's obvious that she is cute.

As soon as this thought flashed through his mind, Les was stunned.

He actually thinks Mingnan is cute?

Seeing him staring at him blankly, Mingnan raised his hand and snapped his fingers in front of his eyes, "Come back to your senses."

Les' pupils trembled, and he blinked, his tone somewhat flustered, "What?"

"I just wanted to ask if you have a vase? I just picked a bunch of beautiful flowers outside."

"have."

Les turned and walked to a box. When he opened it, he saw all kinds of vases inside, including gold, silver, porcelain, and crystal. Mingnan picked out a beautiful crystal vase with irregular wavy patterns.

Les followed her and watched her put the bouquet of flowers in.

It looked ordinary at first, but when Mingnan lit the candle and placed it on the candlestick, the orange-red light instantly gave the delicate flowers a light golden edge.

The crystal also reflects colorful light under the candlelight.

Beautiful, delicate, and although fragile, it is full of vitality, completely different from this cold and hard cave.

With this vase of flowers, the cave seemed to become gentler.

It feels more like home.

Mingnan turned around and asked him with a smile: "Does it look good?"

Les curled his fingers and couldn't help but stretched out his hand to touch the petals, "Hmm."

He suddenly felt that Mingnan was very similar to the vase of flowers.

My eyes unconsciously fell on the flower arranger.

She stood by the table, her back straight, a smile on her face and light in her eyes.

Although she is a princess in distress, she never complains about herself. After coming here, she works hard every day to change her situation as much as possible.

That kind of vigorous and tenacious vitality is heart-stirring.

Yes, I am moved.

In an instant, it was like an epiphany, and everything became clear.

The entanglements and contradictions during this period suddenly found a breakthrough and flowed out from the bottom of my heart.

He is not sick, nor crazy, he is just - heart-beating.

After realizing this clearly, he actually relaxed and looked at Mingnan with a tenderness that he himself didn't even realize was in his eyes.

Mingnan noticed that he had been looking at him, so he turned around and blinked at him, "What's wrong?"

Les suddenly loosened his fingers, pursed his lips, lowered his eyelids and said, "Nothing, the flowers are beautiful."

"As long as you like it."

Mingnan leaned his hands on the table, stared at the flowers, and said with a smile: "There is still a large area there. We will have fresh flowers to see in the future."

Half of her body was bathed in the warm light of the candles, her long chestnut hair shone with a satin-like luster, and her pretty face had an indescribable charm that made Les unable to take his eyes away.

He couldn't help but move closer and walked into her shadow.

His Adam's apple rolled, and Les couldn't help but lower his head, but he smelled a strange smell.

He froze in place.

Mingnan was completely unaware. She was observing the flowers. Some branches were too high. She couldn't help but reach out to adjust the angle, otherwise it would be uncomfortable for her to look at them.

However, her hand was grabbed as soon as she stretched it out. She turned around in confusion and found that Les had stood behind her at some point and was so close to her.

She was almost completely pressed against Les without moving.

She couldn't help but move forward, but Les held her tighter and whispered, "Don't move."

Mingnan was puzzled, "What's wrong?"

Les held her wrist and put it under his nose to sniff carefully. After a while, his face darkened and he asked with gritted teeth, "Did you go see that nosy fox again?"

Mingnan: “…”

[How much do you hate foxes? They are so cute.]

Les's face suddenly turned even darker.

"You like foxes?"

Mingnan was full of tears. "I just think it's cute."

"So you touched him again?"

Les was almost furious!

Not only angry, but also sour!

Just as he figured out what he was thinking, he discovered that he had a love rival without knowing when. Only those who have experienced this know how it feels.

"I didn't touch it!" Mingnan raised his other hand and said, "I really didn't touch it, but it rubbed it a few times."

Les: “…”

Thinking of something, his eyes suddenly widened, "He took you to find these flowers, right?"

Mingnan nodded, "Yeah."

Les took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

Mingnan raised his eyebrows and turned to look at him, "Do you know that fox? Do you have a grudge against him?"

"No." Les squeezed out these two words from between his teeth.

Mingnan: “…”

You don't act like nothing at all. It feels like you would eat the fox alive if it were in front of you.

She helplessly struggled to break free from Les's shackles, put her hands on his shoulders and pushed gently, and Les retreated.

He stared at Mingnan, wanting to say something but stopping himself, pursing his lips tightly, seeming a little aggrieved.

Mingnan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He raised his hand to touch his head, but stopped when he remembered the smell he mentioned. He cast a cleansing spell on himself and put his wrist in front of him. "Does it still smell this time?"

Les's nose twitched and he said obediently, "No more."

Mingnan then touched his head and said softly, "If you don't like it, you should tell me the reason clearly, so that I know how to deal with it. You keep sulking and making me confused every time, which doesn't solve the problem. Do you understand?"

"Now I understand." Les looked into her eyes and suddenly realized that humans and dragons think differently, and that just because he knows something, it doesn't mean Mingnan knows it too.

He really does look like he's being unreasonable.

Les reflected for a moment and whispered, "You think many animals in this forest are just animals, but they can actually transform into monsters. That fox is one of them. I knew it the moment I smelled it."

Mingnan was curious, "How do you smell it?"

Les frowned in disdain. "He left his scent on you. Unlike other foxes, this scent means courtship."

"Courtship?"

Mingnan was surprised, "No wonder it gave me flowers, so this is what it meant."

[So, Ao Jiao Long is jealous? ]

Knowing that he is jealous, can't you just coax him?

Les looked grumpy, "Do you still like him?"

After saying that, he added, "The foxes here are all bad, don't be fooled by them."

Mingnan didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He grabbed a strand of his hair and put it down again. "I didn't like him at first either. I just like furry animals like foxes. Now I know. I will keep my distance from him. Next time I see him, I will explain it to him clearly."

Les's face brightened instantly. "Really?"

"What did I trick you into doing?"

Mingnan took back his hand, took out a flower and pointed it at Les's chest. "But these flowers are innocent. I picked them one by one. They have nothing to do with him. You can't dislike them."

Les' heart skipped a beat. He couldn't help but reach out to take the flower, and the corners of his mouth curled up wildly, "I won't argue with a flower."

When he went to bed at night, Les lay on his bed, put the flower next to his pillow, and looked at it for a long time before closing his eyes.

It's good that she doesn't like foxes.