MTL - Cub Keeper-Chapter 680 Back to normal

The flapping wings of the little black dragon stopped suddenly, he stared at Lu Yao with his dark eyes, then lowered his head a little embarrassedly, and finally answered cautiously with a chirping voice: "How can you tell that I have regained my memory?"

Lu Yao snorted.

Then looked at the little dragon cub: "The eyes can't deceive people."

The little dragon cub touched his nose with his small paw, a little embarrassed.

Lu Yao went on to say, "I can still distinguish the eyes of the little dragon cub from yours."

He Lanjia narrowed her eyes when she heard this, and then asked, "Then who do you prefer, Xiaolongzi and me?"

Lu Yao: ? ? ?

Why don't you play cards according to the routine?

Aren't the little dragon cubs and the **** dragon all yourself?

How can I eat my own vinegar.

Helanjia looked at Lu Yao's expression of closed and unanswered, and pressed step by step: "Speak quickly."

Lu Yao:…

Lu Yao looked at the little black dragon that was the size of the palm of her hand, with such a cute and cute look, but what she said was competing for favor, and the sense of disobedience was too strong.

Lu Yao stretched out her free hand and pinched her nose, then said helplessly, "You, you, I like you the most."

As soon as Lu Yao said these words, she saw the tail behind Helanjia wagging rapidly, turning into a small top.

Although Lu Yao revealed a little disgust on her face, her heart was still full of joy.

After all, she likes Xiaolongzai so much, and in a sense, it is because Xiaolongzai is Helanjia.

The next day, it was dawn.

The little cubs and all the staff of Yuanguang Nursery Home saw a tall and familiar figure walking out of Dean Lu Yao's room, and they retracted their faces as usual line of sight, and do not put him in your own eyes.

Hey, now that you've recovered your memory, leave here and go back to work, don't bother our dean again!

The most precious treasure, never let go.

He also used his eyes to frighten the little cub. Although he became so young, he couldn't frighten anyone, but being stared at like this would make everyone feel a little less relaxed.

But every time he stared at the little cub, he would be beaten by Dean Lu Yao, which made everyone feel comforted.

Although this little dragon cub was beaten by the fat, he didn't feel any pain or itching, and he even felt that Lu Yao's whole attention was on him.

He is not ashamed, but proud of him. He is a very thick-skinned little dragon cub.

He skillfully picked up Dean Lu Yao's exclusive plate, packed breakfast for Dean Lu Yao, and then turned and left.

At this time, a little cub couldn't help but ran in front of him, raised his head and asked nervously: "Where is our dean?"

Helanjia looked at the nervous little cub for some reason, but suddenly became playful. He looked at the little cub, and an arrogant smile formed on the corner of his mouth, he bent He lowered his body and looked at the little cub and spoke slowly.

"Your dean..." He deliberately dragged the ending very long, as if setting up suspense.

Seeing the little cub getting more and more nervous, she slowly added: "She was eaten by me."

Little Cub: ! !

The staff in the back kitchen looked at Helanjia teasing the little cub again, and really wanted to fight beasts.

Since their biggest crisis has been resolved, Marshal Helanga has become less and less valuable, and he has more and more bad tastes in his bones, and he likes to tease these little cubs at every turn Play.

They can comfort themselves when they become little dragons. This is the bad taste of Marshal Helanjia, and it is a beast gene that he cannot control.

And now he has returned to normal, but he did not expect his actions to intensify.

However, their more idea is that Marshal Helanjia has become what he is now, but instead they have no sense of distance, and feel that he is more and more grounded.

They also sincerely regard Marshal Helanjia as a family member, and this is also the home of Helanjia.

Helanjia hugged her breakfast and crept to Lu Yao's bed.

Then squatted beside the bed, carefully stretched out his hand and rubbed the quilt, he leaned close to Lu Yao's ear and whispered: "Little ancestor, take care of me, I brought it for you breakfast."

Lu Yao doesn't even want to turn around.

She is stiff now, as if being run over by a large truck.

She shouldn't believe this orc nonsense.

What is enough once, stop immediately, she will never believe it again.

Helanjia has zero credibility in this matter!

When Lu Yao thought about what happened last night, she felt that her teeth were itchy.

She can't wait to bite Helanjia hard, so that he can also bear the taste of the bones being almost crushed.

Lu Yao wanted to cry without tears, she felt that she might not be able to adapt to this matter in her life.

Can't adapt, can't adapt, race doesn't match, model doesn't match, it really hurts.

Helanjia still doesn't know what will happen in the future to make him regret.

But he sensitively felt a coolness around him, he shook his shoulders, then got close to Lu Yao, and gently hugged the little ancestor inside the quilt.

The tone was softer than before, but the big tail behind him quietly came to the bed, as if he wanted to give Lu Yao a sneak attack.

Helanjia: "Take care of me, today's breakfast is your favorite preserved egg and lean meat porridge, and I also took your favorite scones."

"I'll be very worried if I'm angry, and if you don't eat breakfast, it's not good for your stomach. You can do whatever you want with me when you're full?"

Lu Yao's ears turned red when she heard Helanjia's soft coaxing.

The shyness in her heart climbed up her neck uncontrollably, exposed to the air, and stained with a pink blush.

However, most of her skin is wrapped in the quilt, so other blushes are covered tightly and not revealed.

The flowers bloomed outside, and there were bursts of fragrance.

The curtains were opened slightly, bringing in the spring light.

The atmosphere of one person and one animal hugging on the bed is ambiguous and warm.

This is the most vivid representation of spring.