"Brother, you're finally here." Miss Xiao Jiu smiled happily. She seemed to be happier than seeing the beauty. She came up to him and held his arm affectionately: "I haven't seen you for so many years. I miss you so much, brother."
The Dragon King raised his eyebrows: "Brother Xiao's style is still the same as before."
"Hehe", Xiao Jiumei squinted her eyes and said: "Compared to brother Long, you are much worse. Look, the women here are all stunned when they see you. How can they remember that there is a person like me?"
The Dragon King smiled and turned to look at Mrs. Xiao: "How are you doing, sister-in-law?"
Mrs. Xiao's eyes were shining from the moment he came in. She had already calmed down her aggressive look, and with a bit of solemnity, she could not hide the excitement in her voice: "Brother Long didn't even say a word when he came, so sister-in-law can prepare well."
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“I came here on a temporary basis and I don’t want to be too ostentatious.”
They were like friends meeting again, greeting each other, but Ye's face turned pale, as if turned to stone, and waves appeared in his seemingly calm eyes from time to time.
The Dragon King continued to smile: "I came here this time to meet an old friend. Thank you Brother Xiao for your help. This trip was made effortlessly."
As he spoke, his eyes seemed to glance at Ye inadvertently: "It's just that this old friend doesn't seem to recognize me."
"Haha, with Brother Long's demeanor, even if someone really forgets you, you can make people remember you quickly and never forget you for the rest of their lives." Xiao Jiumei said while winking at him: "Brother Long is so lucky.
When I see you, I start to feel old."
As soon as he finished speaking, he noticed that his wife was staring at him fiercely and said quickly: "Madam, Brother Long and Miss Ye finally reunited. Let's not disturb them. Let's go quickly."
He hugged his wife and walked out, winking at them warmly. As she walked, Mrs. Xiao turned back and said, "Brother Long wants to visit my house when he has time..."
The voices and footsteps of the two people slowly disappeared outside the door, and the rest of the people also disappeared. Now, there are only two people.
The Dragon King smiled and walked to sit next to her, close to her, squinting his eyes and smelling her neck: "It smells so good."
The smell wasn't enough, so he simply buried his head in her neck, absorbing the fragrance from her body. He put his hands around her slender waist and stroked her gently: "Ye, into the night, into the night, Ye'er, what should I call you?"