Bai Hao, who successfully confessed his love, spent a sweet time happily.
When Jing Ling took him to meet her parents, he looked at the extremely familiar white dragon in front of him, his eyes darkened, and he felt that his life as a dragon was over.
…
In an attic, a young man in a white robe sat behind a desk carved from a whole piece of golden nanmu wood, holding a brush between his fingertips and writing something with his eyes lowered.
The young man had a white jade "dragon-shaped necklace" hanging around his neck. He was holding his dragon head high, puffing his beard and glaring at a dragon standing upright at the door.
The little dragon claws grabbed the young man's collar, and the dragon tail was wagging, eager to jump up and beat up the bad boy who kidnapped his precious daughter.
The coiled young man held a pen in one hand and pressed the thumb of the other hand on the little white dragon's head, pressing it back to his neck and sighing softly.
Bai Hao stood beside Jing Ling, nervously grabbing his wife's sleeve with his big hands, and quietly moved his feet back, wanting Jing Ling to block his big figure.
Jing Ling laughed and held Bai Hao's hand with her backhand, rubbing her fingertips gently on his wrist to comfort him, and then she explained her purpose to her two fathers.
Yan Que, the powerful cultivator who was writing the runes and one of Jing Ling's biological fathers, listened to his daughter's words with a smile. He silently suppressed the white dragon that was scratching his neck in anger and said only one word softly: "Okay."
Jing Ling's other father, Bailong Jingnue, scratched Yan Que's collar like a kitten, but did not dare to struggle to break free from Yan Que's hand, for fear that he would break his wife's collar and get beaten in front of his daughter and the brat.
After hearing Yan Que's words, Jing Ye rolled his eyes and buried his head in Yan Que's collarbone like an autistic person. He wrapped his tail around Yan Que's collar and pulled him over to shield himself. He muffled his voice and said to his daughter, "You've already made a pact, what else can we say?"
As he spoke, he rubbed the skin on Yan Que's collarbone with a wronged look. The dragon's head was buried in the small groove of the collarbone, and the dragon's whiskers made Yan Que feel itchy.
Hum.
The daughter he had been hatching for two hundred years was taken away by a pitch-black pig with wings.
Feeling the dampness on his neck, Yan Que almost laughed out loud, but for the sake of his waist, he pursed his lips and tried to act serious like a patriarch, discussing her future plans with Jing Ling.
Seeing that his father-in-law had no objection, Bai Hao finally plucked up his courage and told Yan Que about his and Jing Ling's wedding plan. "A Ling likes quietness, so we don't plan to have a big wedding. We can just invite a few close friends to have a meal together."
"What?!"
A scream suddenly exploded in the attic, and Jing Ye jumped out from the collar with his dragon eyes wide open, and landed on the table with a thud, almost knocking over the inkstone beside him.
Seeing his dragon tail whirring, Yan Que silently put the inkstone filled with ink into his own space.
These inks are good inks. If you accidentally get a little on your skin or dragon scales, it will take extremely complicated steps to wash them off.
Jing Nue, who had no idea that he was almost dyed into an ink dragon, stood on the table with a body as thin as a pen, staring at Bai Hao with his round, bright golden eyes.
"Not even a wedding?"
"Um"
Knowing her father's temper, Jing Ling nodded calmly and continued, "I don't want to make it too complicated. It's enough for him to accompany me."
Jing Ye looked at Bai Hao with an innocent face on his left, and at his daughter with a calm face on his right. His dragon cheeks swelled up and down, and finally he exhaled a breath of dragon breath, making the talisman paper on the table rustle.
"Forget it, just do as you want..." As he said that, Jing Ye drooped his dragon head and lay down on the table.
Yan Que reached out and touched the collapsed Bai Long soothingly, lowering his eyes and smiling, "Didn't we also not hold the contract ceremony in the beginning?"
Feeling the dragon's body under his hand stretched stiffly into a dragon stick, the smile on Yan Que's lips grew wider.
Using the dragon's tail to wrap around the fingers covering his body, Jing Nue relied on the toughness of the dragon's body and turned his head to look at the young man sitting behind the table at an incredible angle.
Even though they have been together for many years, Jing Nue's dragon eyes are still filled with fiery love when he looks at Yan Que.
"Well, Que, do you want to do one?" Jing Nue hooked Yan Que's fingers in a flattering manner and rubbed the other's palm with his dragon body.
The smile on Yan Que's face froze. He exerted force with his hands and pressed the white dragon into a "dragon cake" with a "click". He said without any tone, "I don't want to."
Jing Nue, who had collapsed into a pancake, whimpered and stopped moving. He didn't say a word until Jing Ling took Bai Hao away.
Yan Que watched his daughter and son-in-law leave before releasing his hands on Jing Nue. The next second, he was embraced in his arms, his neck buried in a furry head.
Yan Que paused, sighed in his heart, and rubbed the silver-white head with his backhand.
"Unhappy?"
"Um"
"Why?"
"The daughter I raised for so long was taken away by a black pig."
"puff"
Jing Ye raised his head with resentment, looked at Yan Que who laughed out loud with resentment, turned his head and bit the other's earlobe as if to punish him, and carefully ground it with his fangs.
“Hmm…”
The sensitive earlobe was held in the hot and wet place, and the numbness spread from the ear to the bone marrow. Yan Que trembled all over and fell limp in Jing Nue's arms. His jade-like cheeks flushed, but the smile in his eyes did not diminish.
"Well, even they didn't say anything, which means that the black dragon can indeed accompany Xiaoling for life..."
"Know……"
Jing Nue buried his head in Yan Que's neck again, sniffing his scent carefully, and muttered, "I just can't accept it. That brat scolded me last time!"
Because of this incident, Jing Ye put Bai Hao on the blacklist for the rest of his life.
In addition, this time he also kidnapped his beloved daughter, which allowed him to directly bypass the laws of their world and become the top of the blacklist.
Jing Ye hummed as he picked up his cultivator and walked towards the depths of the attic.
"Huh?"
The feeling of weightlessness made Yan Que subconsciously put his arms around his neck. He was held in Jing Nue's arms. He looked at Jing Nue from bottom to top and asked with a smile, "What are you going to do? I haven't finished writing the spell yet."
"I'll write it another day. Now I want you to comfort me."
Yan Que: “…”
Which dragon can act so confidently when acting coquettishly?
Oh, his.
…
The family decided to carry the dragon egg after careful consideration, because Jing Ling and Bai Hao came from different worlds, and the word "dragon" was the only species that had any connection with them, so they were afraid that something might go wrong with the cub they carried.
Just like Jing Ling, even though Yan Que and Jing Nue came from the same world, Jing Ling was hatched by her father Jing Nue after incubating the egg in the crack for more than two hundred years.
Bai Hao even took Jing Ling to ask "Annihilation", who rarely showed up.
At that time, Annihilation simply lowered his eyes, touched their heads with his hands carved from frost and snow, and said: "No matter what, he will always be my child."
After hearing this, Bai Hao and Jing Ling were ready to give birth to their own child, a child blessed by the gods.
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