C17.5

Translated by Addis of Exiled Rebels

Editor: None

The mirror-like lake reflects the blue sky and white clouds that look as soft as wool. Weeping willows wiggles in the wind, attracting three or two orioles to play among the branches.

A pair of figures nestled on the bench beside the green grass lake.

Long Jun Ao stretched out his arm around Qingming's thin shoulder and held him half in his arms. He looked up at the rippling lake for a long time, grasped his other hand, and then secretly licked his lips. Finally, he lowered his head and looked at Qingming, who was leaning against his arms.

"Ming..." He cried softly.

"Hmn?" Qingming raised his head, his slender phoenix eyes slightly lifted, and looked at Long Jun Ao in doubt, "Ao, what's the matter?"

Long Jun Ao hesitated for a while, because he knew Qingming well, so he thought about it for a long time, but he still wanted to say it, "Shall we have a child?"

Sure enough, as soon as his words were uttered, the face of the man in his arms suddenly changed. Qingming's faint smile on his face was restrained, and his head lowered as he pushed him away. His long dark blue hair concealed the expression on his face.

"Ao... What nonsense are you saying? We, how can we have a child? You are a golden dragon. I am just an ordinary dragon. If we give birth to a child, the child will be rejected by all the dragons. Ao, I don't want your children not to be recognized." Qingming's thin figure trembled imperceptibly, as if he had made a great determination. He raised his head, and his blue eyes held back grief, and his lips trembled. But he still tried to restrain himself, "Ao, are you about to reach the estrus of a golden dragon? Take advantage of this time and... go take another golden dragon to give birth to the next generation. You can't escape your responsibility as a golden dragon."

After hearing this, Long Jun Ao's face sank. He put his hand on Qingming's shoulder and said, "Is this what you truly want?"

Qingming just looked at him in silence, without a trace of expression.

"Fine, as you wish." Long Jun Ao's face was even worse. There was a storm in his golden eyes. His palm on Qingming's shoulder closed, but it didn't tighten in the end. Even at this time, he didn' t want to hurt him. But why can't he understand his heart?!

Long Jun Ao's heart was suddenly a little agitated. He let go of Qingming and stood up. The corners of his lips tightly pursed into a straight line.

"Ao..." Qingming suddenly called out to him in a low voice. He stopped, but Qingming didn't say anything in the end. Long Jun Ao clenched his hand and stepped forward. The hem of the black cheongsam outlined by the silver thread rolled rapidly in the wind. In his heart, he felt an anger he could not vent. He quickly punched out and the tree that was as thick as an adults waist immediately broke.

Because he left with his back to Qingming, he didn't see that, after he knocked down the tree, Qingming covered his face and bent down, and the crystal clear tears kept falling from between his fingers.

Ao..I also want to have your child, but I'm sorry... Sorry, Ao, even if I want to, but still, I can't... Even if you don't care, but...

I can't bear to let your child live in the dark all his life. A 'forbidden son' is doomed to have no future. Even if it is a little possible, I don't want to embarrass you in the future.

Even though his mind was not clear, he could still feel that the dragon moving under him was not him.

Damned estrus, damned responsibility!

Damn it. Let's finish it all quickly!

He unconsciously tightened his arm until the dragon under his body ached, then slowly released his arm.

Obviously, he has tried to find a female dragon similar to him, but he still felt wrong. It's not him that can't do it. But if he doesn't do what he wants, will he blame himself? Perhaps will leave him silently, so soft a character, but also stubborn to die, let him love and take him no way.

Angry with him, but will gradually soften under his water like eyes. This time is the same, he'll just angry with him one day, but he can't help running to see him secretly.

Who could have thought that he was actually a domineering and decisive dragon?

Just looking at his lonely figure by the house, he couldn't help but feel heartache secretly. This is the last time that I can't bear to ask you. After this time, you will listen to me.

Despite his inner discomfort, he did not look for a large number of male dragons among the other dragons. If he had to choose one, he did not want to touch another male dragon, which could give birth to his dragon. He was just looking for a tool that could give birth to a dragon for himself. He doesn't need to use it. Only his heart can give birth to the fruit of a dragon.

A dragon in estrus is not rational, fortunately, before losing his reason, he found a female dragon very similar to him.

The next act was like an established procedure, no love, just sex.

"Ming."

Qingming's back froze for a moment, he slowly turned his head, his blue hair in the air across a small arc, his face was originally expressionless, but gradually emerged a smile, blue eyes swinging open.