"Okay, how about we talk about Xuanyuan Yu." A certain dragon looked very interested.
The corner of Ling Luo's lips raised a helpless smile: "You really don't want to open any pot."
Prison disagreed and said: "I am helping you, Xiaoluo. You are the contractor that I like. If I want to be your partner, how can I do it without my approval?"
"
Ling Luo raised her glass to the prison, then raised it. She curled her lips and smiled helplessly: "You are really lenient."
"That's necessary!" The gossipy nature of a certain cheap dragon was fully exposed, "Come, I will report to you all the information in this beautiful girl's mind. Xuanyuan Yu is..."
"Stop it!" Ling Luo put her hands in front of her chest and made a cross gesture, "I don't want to hear it."
He knew that he was of the bloodline of Emperor Xuanyuan, with such incredible cultivation, and having his childhood sweetheart by his side, his status must be extraordinary.
But she is not in any mood now.
Prison raised his eyebrows, a dangerous light flashed in his red-black eyes, and said: "Xiaoluo, are you running away?"
"I'm escaping? Why should I escape?" Ling Luo sneered with disdain, "I just don't want to hear anything related to that man for the time being."
Thousands of years ago, the betrayal between Chu Ye and Ling Ying was still vivid in my mind every time I dreamed about it at midnight.
She finally opened her heart to Yu again, but she didn't expect that what was waiting for her was the fact that he had been so deeply in love with another woman.
Well, she admits that deep down in her heart, she is a mysophobic woman when it comes to feelings.
No matter whether Xuanyuan Yu still loves Yang Yue in his heart or not, she still doesn't care.
The gossipy expression on the prisoner's face paused, and three words came out of his mouth: "Coward."
Ling Luo curled her lips and refused to comment.
"You are eating from me and drinking from me, and yet you dare to complain about me?" She was in a bad mood, snorting a cold air from her nose.
A mean smile appeared on the corner of Jiao's lips, and he said: "Xiaoluo, how can you say such hurtful words? I am your pet. As a master, you must learn to take care of your pet and love you."
A pet animal."
"Beast pets?" Ling Luo raised an eyebrow and said, "I thought that animal pets should have four fluffy claws, wet eyes, and it would hurt just to look at them."
Prison's brows furrowed.
He is a dragon. He has no soft appearance but hard scales. Even his claws are sharp steel claws.
Speaking of wet eyes, he lowered his head and looked at the pair of red-black eyes with a lusty light reflected in the wine bowl.
A strange, slightly sour emotion filled my heart.
"So you like those soft, plush animals with watery eyes. I really misjudged you." He muttered displeasedly, "Xiaoluo, you are so superficial."
"...Superficial?" Ling Luo felt wronged and retorted, "I am a girl after all, and I like cute and fluffy animals. What's wrong with that?"
Yu Fei raised his eyebrows and drooped.
Anyway, you just don’t like this one, right?
"That's because you don't understand the benefits of this emperor." He muttered, staring at her with an accusing look.
Ling Luo smiled slightly and said, "Of course I know your good points."
She stretched out her hand, patted the prisoner on the shoulder in a comforting manner, and said: "You are the ancient Extreme Fire Dragon, you are the most powerful."