Chapter 59: My Little Golden Dragon Will Be Fine
The Survivor was afraid that Nanjia would say something random, so it reminded: "Nannan, you have to think carefully about your answer! The master is listening behind you." ”
Nanjia actually thinks it’s nothing, so what if it’s just a cub now?
It probably doesn’t even know what it means, and it can’t remember it either.
Although he thought so, Nanjia still said: "No."
Nanli continued to give Nanjia Anli: "Well, what do you think of Williamson? That little boy has a future as a knight.
He is mature, upright and kind, and he also knows how to take care of others.< br>
What do you think about letting him follow you? Not only can he be your playmate, but he can also protect you at all times.”
Mo Yan, who was huddled in the pink quilt, quietly poked his head out. He stared at the two people with their backs turned to him.
He raised his ears slightly and listened to their conversation carefully.
Protecting Nan Jia at all times, does that mean that he is always by Nan Jia's side? What about yourself?
Mo Yan's golden eyes were covered with a layer of gray haze, and he felt a sense of dissatisfaction in his heart.
Nan Jia thought that she needed to take care of Mo Yan recently, so she hurriedly stopped her: "Father, no need.
I am a knight made for him. If you ask him to stay with me all the time, that's not the case. Isn’t it a waste? Isn’t this the ideal of killing others?”
Nan Jia’s words directly made Nan Li glare: “You are the treasure of my royal family, and you are his. It’s such an honor, how dare he despise it?”
Nanjia hugged Nanli's arm and said with a smile: "Okay, father, I really don't need personal protection now. You don't have to worry. I like freedom."
Nanli sighed. , looking at his baby daughter, he could only compromise: "Okay, but next time if it gets lost, you must be protected at all times."
"Okay"
The gloom in Mo Yan's eyes dissipated.
"Okay, then father will go back first."
"Yeah"
As soon as Nanjia looked up, he saw the golden dragon lying on the bed, huddled up obediently.
Looking at them with ignorant eyes, her heart shrank.
Nan Jia hurriedly grabbed Nan Li to prevent him from turning around.
Nanjia's brain was racing, thinking of words: "Father? Wait a moment, close your eyes first."
Nan Li smiled and followed Nan Jia's words: "What's wrong?"
"Wait a minute"
Nan Jia ran to the bedside and made a silent gesture with Mo Yan, and then Lift up the quilt and cover it.
Nanjia ran to her closet again, and she took out a random piece of clothing.
“Father, do you think my dress looks good?”
Nan Li was fooled and said: "It looks good. My daughter looks good no matter what she wears."
"Huh" After Nan Li left, Nan Jia sat on the edge of the bed and breathed a deep sigh of relief.
Mo Yan climbed out of the quilt and rested his head on Nan Jia's legs, looking cute and cute.
“Ah, you are so cute.”
Nan Jia reached out and touched it. Its scales were smooth, slightly cool, and felt very comfortable to the touch.
Moreover, its scales are golden yellow, and touching it will feel like touching a large piece of gold.
Nan Jia couldn’t be more satisfied.
Mo Yan raised his eyelids and narrowed his eyes when he saw Nan Jia was so happy. The corners of his mouth raised a slight arc. His goal was achieved!
“Dang”
Nanjia stood up and walked to the door: “What’s wrong?”
The servant presented the meal: "Princess, your dinner."
It was still grass, Nanjia's face immediately fell.
Still eating this?
Nan Jia reluctantly reached out to take the salad, and suddenly she thought of Mo Yan.
Nan Jia suddenly looked happy, she knew how to eat meat.
"Bring me three steaks. You can't let that injured little hound eat salad with me. It still needs nutrition now."
Nanjia's eyes were lowered, not to mention how uncomfortable he was. The servant was so moved that his princess was so kind. He is so considerate of others.
"Okay, princess."
After the servant left, Nanjia patted her cheek to show off to the survivor: "Am I so good at acting? That one just now The servant’s eyes were filled with tears. ”
Qiu Shengsheng was very disgusted with her narcissism: "Don't think about it, this is all the credit of the 'original princess'."
Nan Jia saw that Mo Yan's injured right leg was wrapped by herself It turned into a steamed bun, and she said, "I want to eat steamed buns."
“This is a Western fairy tale, no.”
Soon the steak was delivered, and Nan Jia carried Mo Yan to the dining table.
“Eat it” Nan Jia pushed a plate of chopped meat to Mo Yan.
Mo Yan looked at Nanjia, who was eating elegantly with a knife and fork. He also stretched out his paws to pick up the fork and insert the chopped meat.
It’s just that its paws couldn’t grasp the fork. Just when it grabbed the fork, it slipped down before it could exert any force.
Mo Yan’s eyes were a little dim and his expression was a little irritable.
“You just grab it with your hands”
Mo Yan turned his head stubbornly, still struggling with the fork.
Nanjia wanted to laugh a little when she saw it holding its breath and concentrating on the fork.
She had some evil thoughts about eating hot pot with chopsticks in front of Mo Yan that day.
Mo Yan can’t even use a fork, but he will definitely sweat with chopsticks.
Hey, this scene must be very pleasant.
When Mo Yan's patience was about to run out, she stood up and walked to Mo Yan's side.
She held Mo Yan's paws: "Tighten your four paws, wrap them around the fork, and then put your thumbs wherever you want."
Nan Jia took Mo Yan and inserted a piece of meat and then put it on... herself of the mouth.
Nanjia chewed the meat and said: "That's it, try it yourself."
The survivalist was shocked by Nanjia's sexy tricks: "Nanjiajia, you are real Dog. How can I feed it to myself? "
"This is called wit. This meat is really tender and delicious."
Mo Yan followed the method taught by Nan Jia and finally learned it after trying it several times.
Mo Yan held up the fork and fed it to Nan Jia. His warm eyes meant that it was for you to eat.
Nan Jia enjoyed Mo Yan's service very much, she just sat there and only opened her mouth.
The only problem was that Nanjia rubbed her belly and couldn't eat.
Mo Yan looked at Nanjia who rejected him and looked at the half of the meat left on the plate. He was a little confused.
This is not much to eat, why doesn’t she eat?
Nan Jia didn’t give Mo Yan time to react. She directly grabbed the fork and put the meat into Mo Yan’s mouth.
Mo Yan was chewing, he had just swallowed the meat and was about to take the second bite of meat fed by Nanjia.
When he looked up, he found Nanjia already lying on the bed.
Mo Yan blinked his eyes, but it didn't seem to react. He was still staring at Nanjia, thinking that she would come back soon to feed him.
As a result, Nanjia lifted the quilt and lay down!
She really didn't intend to feed herself. Mo Yan's eyelids drooped, his tail and ears drooped, and his breath was low.
This is different from what I imagined. Not only did she not feed herself, she also refused to eat with her.
Mo Yan picked up the fork alone and quickly pulled the remaining meat into his mouth to destroy it.
The survival student watched this scene silently, secretly complaining in his heart: "What a scumbag!"
Want to eat steamed buns? That’s easy to say, I’ll send you back to the next plane!
Author: Nannan, you are my precious daughter, I will tell you this quietly.
Your man is about to get seduced, so enjoy this shy and blushing little breast dragon.
Next, your man... tsk tsk tsk... take care of yourself!
Nanjia: What did you say? !
(End of this chapter)