987. Chapter 987 Husband is only interested in you 2
It's strange to say that.
It was obviously just a control thread drawn out, but wherever the thread passed, Ling Luo could clearly see the surrounding scene.
The red control threads are her eyes!
What a great skill!
Ling Luo's heartbeat began to accelerate, and her lips curved in an extremely satisfied arc.
She saw the moon.
I saw an extremely wide lotus pond under the moon. In the center of the lotus pond was a luxurious and simple pavilion.
In the center of the pavilion, on the table, is a cheap dragon holding a wine jar and drinking and eating meat.
Next to Jianlong, squatted a plush pure white man, holding a small wine glass, babbling in his mouth, and actually followed Jianlong's example and started drinking.
Ling Luo's eyes flashed, and the red control threads pulled out by her fingers moved with her thoughts.
Not a single sound was made.
Several red control threads sneaked up behind Jianlong from behind, and like slender spiritual snakes, they suddenly wrapped around their bodies.
"Eaaah!"
"Asshole! Who dares to kidnap me!"
Amidst the exclamations of the two little guys, Ling Luo wrapped him around dozens more times, completely restraining the cheap dragon.
then--
Ling Luo's fingers started to dance like dancing elves.
Red silk threads bound the four fingers of the base dragon and several other important joints on its body.
"Eh? Boss? Why are you dancing?!" Chunbai burped loudly, and her crimson eyes suddenly widened, staring at Jianlong in disbelief.
"Asshole! I don't want to do that either! But my hands and feet are out of control at all. What should I do??"
The cheap dragon was so anxious that he almost went crazy.
His whole body felt like he was having a seizure, and he was dancing in very ridiculous postures.
Ling Luo was a hundred meters away, with a very mischievous smile projected in her beautiful eyes. Her thin lips moved slightly, and her voice was like a succubus: "Raise your head, kick your legs, lower your waist, yes - let's spin in a circle again."
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On the table in the pavilion.
"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, don't circle around me! Stop! Stop! I'm going to feel dizzy!"
The cheap dragon roared angrily.
But his body is still spinning, one, two, three, ten, fifty...
Finally, on the ninety-ninth lap, Jianlong couldn't bear it any longer. His feet gave way, and there was a faint haze in front of his eyes, and he fell down unsteadily.
"Boss! You fainted from dancing!"
The pure white chin almost dropped to the ground. The white hair on his body exploded. He opened his small wings and flew to the side of the dragon. He stretched out two small white claws and used all his strength to suck milk.
He flew towards Ling Luo's room.
"Master! It's over! The boss has gone crazy! He danced himself unconscious!"
Chunbai hugged Jianlong's extremely heavy body and flew in from the open window of the room.
Ling Luo's eyes flashed, and she retracted her palms and clenched them into fists. The ancient runes on her hands disappeared, and so did the red control thread.
Her eyes full of mischievous smiles turned to the cheap dragon, and her body leaned back softly, leaning in an extremely lazy posture.
"What's wrong?"
Chunbai flapped her little wings, dropped the dragon from mid-air, and threw it on the soft bed. She sighed and said, "Boss is really too fat and heavy. I'm really exhausted."