Fusang leaned against the door, patting her chest fiercely, her heart pounding fiercely. It was so scary. She had never seen a monster before, let alone seen a monster angry. It turned out that monsters are really cruel.
No, keeping this guy around would definitely be a disaster. If one day I accidentally angered him, and he just waved his hand, wouldn't she just disappear like this?
"Bang~" The door opened, and Feng Teng walked out with a dark face. His eyes fell on the face of Fusang who was lying on the ground.
"woman……"
Just when Feng Teng said something, Fusang immediately shouted:
"I didn't see anything, I didn't hear anything. Uncle Yang, you are too noble. I suddenly found that our house is too simple and dilapidated to allow you to live here with such a distinguished status. Is that right?"
Well, how about you move the car and find a more comfortable place?"
Fusang got up from the ground and muttered a long string of words, but he didn't dare to look at Feng Teng's dark face.
God, she was really wrong. Monsters are inhumane. Picking them up and raising them like this is simply sowing trouble for themselves.
"Woman, do you know what you are talking about?" Feng Teng smiled instead of angry, looking at Fusang's groveling embarrassment, and gently raised her face.
Um, bitter gourd face.
"I said, I said, what did I just say? I said it's getting late, uncle, you've had a hard day today, you'd better go back to your room and rest early." His eyes touched the cold smile on Feng Teng's face, Fusang immediately pretended to be crazy, and automatically
Ignore what I just said. My God, she is so useless and cowardly. She can only succumb to the power of the monster.
"It's not that I don't want to leave, it's that I can't leave. If it weren't for the contract between the two of us, how would you think I, the mighty Dragon King, would stay in a place like this?" Feng Teng picked up the fusang out of habit and looked into her apricot eyes.
yeah?
Fuso had an idea. She must have been frightened just now. That's right. Why should she be afraid of this monster? He should be afraid that he is not one!
Feng Teng looked at Fusang's rolling eyes and could guess what she was thinking about now.
Fusang's confidence returned instantly, she straightened her chest and stared at Feng Teng,
"Hey, put me down quickly, I tell you, if I'm unhappy, I like to bite myself, and I also like to pinch myself, and..."
"That's enough, don't push her too far." Feng Teng suddenly carried her around a few times like a chicken.
"Hey, hey, hey~" Fusang's head almost turned dizzy.
This guy can't touch himself, now he can only torture himself in different ways!
"My noble Dragon King has to look at a little human girl like you every day. I didn't even say anything, but you dare to despise her." Feng Teng carried Fusang back to the room and put her directly on the bed.
Fusang immediately climbed into bed,
"Wow, it's so cold!"
Watching Fusang's scream with cold eyes, Feng Teng snorted and waved his hand. The quilt was dry and warm, and even the clothes on his body were completely dry.
Fusang immediately looked at Feng Teng with a smile on his face, crawled to his feet, pulled his sleeves,
"Little Yang, you really have some skills!"
"A bit?" Feng Teng's voice rose, obviously dissatisfied.
"No, no, no, it's very big!" Fusang quickly changed his words.
"Hmph~" Feng Teng snorted, tossed his sleeves and left.
Fusang made a face at Feng Teng's back. There is no need to be arrogant. No matter how arrogant he is, he is just a sheep. A sheep that fantasizes about becoming a dragon all day long.