Chapter 88 Husband, can you let me see it?
The person on the ground wiped her tears with grievance and asked him to hug her in a tender voice.
At this moment, all his rationality and inhibitions were worn away by this voice. How could Chen Ting refuse her request? He no longer cared about anything else, crawled down, closed his eyes, and used his tail to circle her to him.
In the dark room, the monster's glowing eyes were the only source of light. Even at this point, Chen Ting was still struggling, not wanting her to see his appearance.
Shen Wangshu was originally scared, and suddenly something wrapped around her waist and pushed her away - no matter what it was, in her mind it was better than a ghost. She sobbed and touched the thing around her waist. This time the thing didn't hide anymore. Although it trembled obviously, it didn't let go.
The cold and smooth touch before was not an illusion. Although it could not be seen, Shen Wangshu could roughly judge by the feel. It was a bit like the scales of a snake, fine and dense, and very hard...
After he was no longer afraid and regained his rationality, Shen Wangshu pinched the dragon's tail with a confused look on his face and thought - what the hell is this? ? Are there other animals in the house? Or is this actually Chen Ting's arm? His skin disease is scales growing on his body? ?
Her mind was filled with doubts one after another, and she finally had no time to scare herself with ghosts and goblins.
She didn't know where she was taken to, and the thing on her waist was still not taken back. This time she heard the shallow breathing of a living thing. The man's voice was very low, and he comforted her clumsily: "Don't be afraid... Anian, don't be afraid..."
The tip of his tail gently stroked her waist in a flattering and soothing manner.
Shen Wangshu couldn't see that at this moment he was only an arm's length away from the monster's huge head. It closed its eyes and tried to lighten its breathing. The two horns on its head flashed with sharp cold light, and the slightest movement could pierce a person's intestines and stomach.
His mind was in a state of confusion and confusion, and only his tail was a little soft. He dared to touch her, and kept murmuring softly, "I'm here... Qingqing Anian..."
No one could see anyone's face in the dark, but this person could say anything crooked, which made Shen Wangshu blush and asked in a low voice: "What's wrong with you...Aren't you going to hug me?"
"I can't hold you now," said the monster, "but I can hold you in my mouth and in my hands..."
Shen Wangshu just thought he was sick and stupid and talking nonsense. He was afraid that it would melt if he held it in his mouth, and he was afraid that it would fall if he held it in his hands, right?
She heard the distress in his tone and asked, "You ignored me just now, are you asleep?"
The monster closed his eyes and replied, "Well, I took some medicine."
It's nothing, Shen Wangshu thought. It turns out that when he gets sick, he just finds a place by himself, takes some medicine and sleeps quietly. He will be back in three days, well-behaved and not noisy... Apart from not being seen by others, there's nothing wrong with him.
The two talked for a while, and Shen Wangshu's heart was relieved again.
The thing around her waist was so noticeable that she lowered her head to take a look, but it had merged into the darkness and could not be seen at all.
I couldn't help scratching it with my fingernails, but it didn't attract any attacks. Shen Wangshu asked, "Husband, what is this?"
This is your husband's tail.
The monster lay lazily, and it didn't hurt at all when his tail was scratched. She didn't use much strength, just like a kitten scratching its heart... and he had never known before that this place was so sensitive.
Every time he was touched, the base of his tongue went numb.
Shen Wangshu asked, but no one answered his question, so he knew that this person was pretending to be deaf and dumb and deliberately not answering his question.
All other places in the house have been explored and the ghosts have been scared away. Now the only person who can be studied is Chen Ting.
Shen Wangshu's mind became active. Not allowing her to look at it did not mean not allowing her to touch it. She pinched the tail at her waist, touched it up and down, and finally made a conclusion - the shape of this thing was roughly the same as a lizard's tail, but it was much larger, and the scales were icy cold, like a snake.
After thinking about it, I still couldn't figure out what kind of creature it was.
Tail was well-behaved and clingy, and he never left after circling her. To a certain extent, he replaced Chen Ting in achieving the soothing effect of holding her, so although it was weird, Shen Wangshu was not too scared.
She took a small tentative step forward. The monster, noticing this, instantly became nervous and subconsciously tried to move back, but froze.
Because he wasn't paying attention, the young lady was only one step away from his head, and her white and soft little hand was slowly reaching out, tentatively groping...
His heart was in his throat, and when he tried to use force to pull her to the back, the anesthetic made him feel weak all over.
The warm little hand was still moving forward recklessly, and when it finally touched his face, Chen Ting felt that his heart had stopped beating.
He closed his eyes tightly, almost in despair, and heard the little man in front of him whispering doubtfully: "There is a wall here..."
Shen Wangshu’s hand traced the familiar wall for a long time, and the more he touched, the more he felt something was wrong.
Wait, this shape doesn't look like a wall.
“Husband, is there a wall in front of me?” Shen Wangshu asked tremblingly, his hand still on the “wall”.
"No."
Chen Ting’s voice came from the “wall”, and Shen Wangshu was stunned—the wall spoke!
Oh no, maybe this isn't a wall, this is, this is...
She used her hands to feel around for the things in front of her, and finally concluded, "This is a head."
Why is there a head in the room? Where did this head come from? What animal’s head could be so big! And she was still breathing, and making the same sounds as her husband!
Eliminate all impossible options, and the last option left, no matter how unlikely it is, is still the answer!
"Chen Ting, did I touch your head?" Shen Wangshu's mood had been up and down tonight, and he was just scared by a ghost. Now he felt a kind of calm madness: "What a big head."
"......Hmm." The big head in front of him really made Chen Ting's voice again.
Shen Wangshu began to search for information in his head, thinking about what the mysterious situation was.
After thinking for a long time, she was sure: "You are a dragon."
Chen Ting was waiting for his death sentence in the calm before the storm, but he heard these words and said subconsciously, "I am not... a dragon is not like me."
"...I am a monster who cannot be seen in public. Even now, I still don't want you to see my true face."
Shen Wangshu’s hand touched the monster’s wet, breathing nose, and after hearing that, he couldn’t help but touch it, and deliberately asked, “Are you a monster?”
"Um."
"What's your name? What's your identity?"
The monster was stunned, but still answered honestly: "Chen Ting, I am the general of the Great Zhou Dynasty, the eldest son of the second branch of the Rongguo Mansion, and the commander-in-chief of the Chen Family Army and the 500,000 Northern Border Army."
This is not very sensible.
"I've told you about my external identity, what else?" The little girl's soft voice persuaded her.
"And...Ah Nian's husband."
"Yes," Shen Wangshu hugged the monster's big head, rubbed it gently with his face, and coaxed softly: "Husband, can you let me see it?"
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