Chapter 182: Dragon Prince's Little Koi (13)
Moreover, it seems that because of the original owner's messy mandarin duck spectrum, it was delayed for a while.
I don't know if it is a good thing or a bad thing.
Thinking about it, Xiang Xing raised his head and glanced at Ao Yuan.
As if knowing what she wanted to say, Ao Yuan paused, raised his sword eyebrows, and shook his head with a chuckle.
"The change of the human race has nothing to do with my dragon race."
Over the years, he has seen such changes several times.
"Well."
Xiang Xing tilted his head.
It's true.
She is a fish now, so she doesn't care about people's life or death.
After thinking about it, the little guy gently curled up the corners of his pink lips and shrank into Ao Yuan's arms.
"Then let's go back and continue to eat and drink!"
...
Xiang Xing was willing to walk out of the Mid-Autumn Lantern Festival until he almost had to walk on the wall.
Walking out of the gate of the imperial capital, the little guy patted his belly contentedly.
Fortunately, she didn't eat these truly pollution-free delicacies, which made her suddenly unable to stop the car.
It's Ao Yuan who has been paying for the pain.
However, it seems that he only took out one pearl and replaced many copper plates.
And there are many pearls in his little purse.
It was "accidentally" seen by her.
Thinking of this, Xiang Xing couldn't help secretly having fun.
Well, the Ambassador Xiangfu in this life is doing well.
People seem to be a little dazed.
"...Benefactor, benefactor?"
Ao Yuan's soft call suddenly interrupted Xiang Xing's thoughts.
She recovered, but she frowned and looked at him somewhat unhappily.
Pouting his mouth, he said softly: "Can you stop calling me a benefactor."
It sounds so distant.
"...Then, what should I call you?"
Ao Yuan was a little confused.
And speaking of it, it seems that he doesn't even know her name...
"Hmm!"
Xiang Xing cleared his throat solemnly.
Immediately raised his smiley face, blinked at him with bright apricot eyes, "My name is Xiang Xing, you call me... you call me sister Xiaoyu."
Brother Xiaolong, sister Xiaoyu.
Well, it sounds like a pair.
The little guy was smiling violently in his heart.
"...Well, sister Xiaoyu."
Although Ao Yuan didn't quite understand the connection between Xiang Xing and Xiaoyu's sister, it was really easy to say so.
Forget it, leave her alone.
After thinking about it, Ao Yuan faintly raised his lips.
He smiled and said, "I should also go back to the Dragon Palace... I don't know where Sister Xiaoyu's dojo is, let me see you for a ride."
The night is dark and the wind is high, a girl's house, it is always not safe.
Unexpectedly, the little girl in front of her dropped her face, and shook her head somewhat.
The pink lips were pursed, and the soft tone was a little weak.
"I don't have a dojo."
She really didn't.
The former dojo of the original owner, because of that mountain torrent, has long ceased to exist.
Except for the fish tank in Xiangguo Mansion, she really has no new shelter.
"……so."
Seeing Xiang Xing's wilting appearance, Ao Yuan suddenly realized, but he asked what he shouldn't ask.
He blinked his blue eyes and thought about it carefully.
Immediately chuckled, his hands lightly covered the little guy's slender shoulders, and leaned toward her.
He stared at those soft eyes that were hanging down slightly, and asked as softly as possible.
"Then, Sister Xiaoyu, are you going back to the Dragon Palace with me?"
Xiang Xing paused.
Fluorescence flashed in Xing's eyes, looking back at the man expectantly.
"……is it okay?"
"sure."
The man laughed and nodded, "You saved my life, and my Nanhai Dragon Palace will definitely treat you as a guest."