Courtship Period

8

Banxia's expression fell a little. Heilong didn't know what kind of stimulation he had, so he rushed towards him and licked him.

The feeling of having the black dragon's scarlet tongue pressed directly against his skin...

Banxia's breathing was a little unsteady. He quickly bent down and pulled out the dagger fixed on the side of his military boots.

The slightly cool dragon's tongue rubbed over Banxia's body, and the sweet fruity aroma spread. Banxia's tense muscles relaxed unconsciously after a moment of movement.

My heart seemed to be heating up, and some emotion was growing in my chest.

Looking at the golden vertical pupils of the black dragon, Banxia felt inexplicably very safe, as if the other person's side was the safest place in the world. He even had the idea of ​​​​getting under the other person's wings and never coming out again.

How could he have such emotions? Banxia feels that her current state is very abnormal.

Even if this black dragon treats him as a cub, they are not the same race. The black dragon has the ability to kill him at any time.

He should have panic from the bottom of his heart, but he didn't. He even wanted to get under the opponent's wings.

In such an inexplicable mood of trust and dependence, he allowed the black dragon to lick him several times.

He shouldn't...he shouldn't trust Black Dragon like this. Banxia's hand holding the dagger was trembling.

The black dragon's lick fell again, and Banxia smelled a richer sweet fragrance.

Banxia's pupils were slightly dilated.

Is it because of the scent? The strange fruity aroma from the black dragon's saliva made him let down his guard when he smelled it, and he even became dependent on the black dragon.

Seeing that the black dragon's tongue was about to fall on him again, Banxia gritted his teeth to wake himself up and raised his dagger to block the black dragon's tongue.

The black dragon stopped.

"Roar?"

Banxia's hands were trembling slightly. His body was eager to be close to the black dragon, and even wanted to meet the dragon's tongue.

This is absolutely crazy.

Banxia suppressed his body's desire tightly, and the ends of his eyes turned abnormally red. He gritted his teeth and glared at the black dragon, blocking the dragon's tongue with his dagger.

He believed that the black dragon could understand what he meant. The two previous experiences of being threatened by daggers were enough for it to understand what it should do.

"Roar..."

The low roar emanating from the black dragon's throat was light and soft, with a whimper-like feeling. Banxia could almost feel its grievance and helplessness.

When the sound reached his ears, Banxia was in a daze for a moment.

This kind of dragon creature had only roared twice at a volume suitable for its size when they first met. Those two roars made him dizzy and almost made him want to vomit.

After that, no matter what the situation, the black dragon's roar seemed to be deliberately controlled and suppressed in the throat, and Banxia never felt any discomfort around it.

It was as if the change was made specifically for him.

This idea made Banxia feel confused.

With the whimpering roar in his ears, Banxia even felt that he had gone too far.