Every day I want to wrap my tail with the golden dragon

Chapter 18 is the hand that moves the tail first...

Lu Congbai only came home at night, and not long after he entered the door and sat down, his stomach started to hurt, and he ran to the bathroom five or six times in just half an hour.

"Congbai, are you okay?" Qing Jiao leaned against the door of the bathroom, and could hear Lu Congbai moaning.

"It's okay, I just drank too much cold drink, Brother Qingjiao, can you help me boil some hot water before going back?" Lu Congbai sat on the toilet exhausted, his face turned pale.

"Okay, I can rub your belly for you later." Brother Qingjiao's footsteps were far away, and the sound of the kettle could be heard in the house, echoing in the dilapidated small attic.

When Lu Congbai came out of the bathroom clutching his stomach, Qing Jiao was gone, Lu Congbai's gate was left open, and he heard the opening song of "Journey to the West" coming from the opposite door...

"Congbai, do you think the white dragon can really turn into a horse? The one that flew in the sky last time, is it a dragon or a horse with wings? Is it delicious?"

Ever since Qing Jiao saw Bailong last time, his brain has become abnormal.

Lu Congbai's stomach hurts and his butt hurts, so he doesn't care about Bai Longma.

He closed the door, went back to the sofa and covered the Xialiang quilt tightly. It was the first time he was afraid of the cold in the summer. Not long after he closed his eyes, the phone suddenly rang.

"Buzz-buzz-"

Lu Congbai picked up the phone and looked at the caller ID...

Zhan, Brother Zhan?

Lu Congbai coughed a few times before pressing the connect button, and asked softly, "Brother Zhan, what's the matter?"

Lu Congbai was so nervous that he raised his throat. He waited for a long time but didn't hear Long Zhan's voice on the phone, so he asked cautiously, "Brother Zhan, did you dial the wrong number?"

"Go home?"

Long Zhan's voice seemed to be much gentler through the phone, and Lu Congbai was inexplicably nervous.

"Well, I just came back." After Lu Congbai finished speaking, he felt as if he had chatted to death, and then answered, "Brother Zhan."

Long Zhan on the other end of the phone heard Lu Congbai's words, and was stunned for two seconds before continuing: "At home, you can prepare tomorrow's breakfast, come early."

Lu Congbai didn't expect Long Zhan to call him because of this, and he wanted to ask himself if he couldn't stay with him after breakfast tomorrow.

After all, Lu Congbai didn't have the courage to ask, there are already newcomers here, how could Senior Jinlong still need him.

"Congbai, have you drank the hot water I boiled for you? Does it still hurt? It's commercial time now. I can rub your stomach."

Before the phone hung up, Qing Jiao outside the door suddenly started knocking on the door and shouting loudly.

Lu Congbai hurriedly covered the phone's microphone, "Brother Qingjiao, I'm fine, you'd better go back and see your white dragon horse."

"Are you sick?" At the same time, Long Zhan's questioning voice came from the phone.

Lu Congbai hurriedly picked it up again, "It's just that I have a bad stomach...Brother Zhan, are you caring about me?!"

"You're really sick, and you've started talking nonsense, don't make me wait for you tomorrow morning." Long Zhan hung up the phone after finishing speaking.

Lu Congbai looked at the blacked-out phone screen dejectedly, and said to himself: "I forgot, Brother Zhan said that these are not about caring about himself, but because he is afraid of delaying work."

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Lu Congbai slept on the sofa all night, got up at dawn the next day, packed up and went to Long Zhan's house.

When he arrived at Long Zhan's house, Lu Congbai realized that he did not have the key to Senior Jinlong's house.

Lu Congbai lingered at the door for a while, and tentatively pushed the door lightly, only to find that the door was not locked at all.

The room was extremely quiet, and there was a half-open script on the coffee table. Lu Congbai glanced at the closed door upstairs, and went to the kitchen with ease to prepare breakfast.

Long Zhan woke up when he heard footsteps. He also took off his tail. After lying down for a while, he put on his pajamas and went downstairs directly.

When I went downstairs, breakfast was ready, and the living room smelled of toast.

"Brother Zhan, you're awake, you only have a schedule this afternoon. One o'clock, it's another fashion show."

Lu Congbai took out a new book from his pocket, and Long Zhan glanced at it, and found that it was not the book with ghostly symbols from yesterday, and the handwriting was neat and clean.

For some reason, he thought of Lu Congbai's appearance when he was hit against the wall yesterday, Long Zhan frowned, "Yeah."

Seeing that Long Zhan still ignored his answers, Lu Congbai bit his lip and put away the notebook, moving lightly for fear of making Long Zhan unhappy again.

Long Zhan was not in a hurry to eat, but picked up his coffee and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows to refresh himself.

Lu Congbai sat on the sofa behind him, the thick, strong, golden dragon tail was right in front of his eyes.

The tip of the tail hangs on the carpet at his feet, within easy reach.

The sun falls on it, reflecting colorful light.

Lu Congbai seemed to be fascinated. He stared at the dragon's tail intently, leaned over, and took advantage of Long Zhan's inattention, lightly touched the tip of the tail with his fingers, then reluctantly withdrew his hand and just stared.

Lu Congbai's gaze was so hot that it was difficult for Long Zhan to ignore it. The place where Lu Congbai lightly touched the tip of his tail felt numb, spreading from his spine all the way to his heart.

Stupid snake, what is there to see with a dragon's tail, I haven't seen enough for so many days.

Long Zhan looked at the way he liked him so much, he didn't know what to think, his neck was a little red, and then he wagged his tail in front of Lu Congbai, as if teasing him.

Lu Congbai looked at the golden tail wagging in front of him. Due to the snake's own hunting habits, Lu Congbai's pupils changed as he tried to grab the dragon's tail.

Is it a snake demon or a cat demon?

From the corner of his eye, Long Zhan peeked at Lu Congbai's frustration when he couldn't catch his tail, and didn't realize how spoiled he was laughing.

"Catch it! Beautiful tail!"

Maybe he was distracted while peeking at Lu Congbai, and Lu Congbai got his hands. Lu Congbai threw himself on his tail, hugged him tightly, and simply smirked.

"Oh!" There was a sharp sting from the tip of the tail, Long Zhan let out a muffled snort, and half of the coffee spilled out.

This stupid snake!

Lu Congbai lay on Long Zhan's tail, and only realized what he had done when he heard the humming above his head. He simply buried his head in Long Zhan's tail, and said in a muffled voice, "Brother Zhan, if I say It was the tail that struck first, will you believe me?"

"Can't hug enough?" Long Zhan's voice became cold, and he tried to withdraw his tail.

Lu Congbai hurriedly got up, and when he lowered his head and was about to admit his mistake, he found something in the palm of his hand that was pinching him, and opened it to take a look...

It is the large scale on the tail of the golden dragon predecessor.

Lu Congbai was so frightened that he was about to cry, and suddenly remembered that he had been severely spanked for biting Senior Jinlong the day before yesterday, and he was not even allowed to work beside him.

If Senior Jinlong knew that he had pulled off his scales, and didn't open up his ass, and then expel himself, then what should we do.

Thinking of this, Lu Congbai's eyes got wet, and he twitched behind Long Zhan.

Long Zhan's back stiffened, and when he turned around, Lu Congbai had already begun to wipe away his tears.

"Why, playing with my tail made me hurt?" Long Zhan asked Lu Congbai's forehead with his tail.

Lu Congbai was poked back a few steps by the tail, his forehead was red, he glanced at the big tail, and said the truth nervously: "I, I pulled off a piece of Brother Zhan's scales, does it hurt? Do you want to use it? Lingzhu..."

Long Zhan saw Lu Congbai frightened like this, cowardly and defensive, feeling indescribable in his heart.

"Let me see." Long Zhan said calmly.

Lu Congbai spread out his hands, the scales in his palm were almost bigger than Lu Congbai's hands, Lu Congbai could wrap his palms around it.

Long Zhan looked at the golden scale and didn't take it seriously. Although dragons don't shed their scales naturally, they will still grow new ones.

Seeing that Long Zhan was silent, Lu Congbai also stared at Jinlin for a while.

"Do you like it?" Long Zhan asked.

"I like it, it's round, big, and golden." Lu Congbai immediately forgot his situation, and smiled through his tears.

"I'll see you off, stupid snake." Long Zhan put down the coffee in his hand, put away his tail, and walked to the dining table, "Don't cry, I don't eat snakes, I'm so noisy."