Rub It

The silver-white dragon’s tail was slapped by the cool scepter and bounced back as if it had been slapped on a Q-tip of crystallized fudge.

Long Ling’s cheeks instantly flushed, and she shuffled over to Miss Evil Dragon, “Do you want to see it now?”

Velociraptor’s cold gaze was fixed on her with her usual unquestioning demeanor.

Steward Marcia had long ago had the good sense to shoo everyone away, clearing the field for this secluded garden.

Long Ling was already feeling ashamed; this was in the rose garden, in the open air, and maybe someone passing by would see it.

Big Evil Dragon’s hobby is so perverted.

Long Ling looked down at her rosette skirt, if she took Ms. Evil Dragon’s hand and reached underneath.

The slender fingers would pass through her legs, and after stroking on the white delicate skin, wander to her soft and tight abdomen.

Long Ling pressed herself tighter, her heartbeat as fast as a drum drowning her.

A burst of heat ran from her body to her face all at once.

Long Ling was so nervous that her palms were sweating, “Can it not be here?”

Violet was disturbed by her pheromones, the pheromones were getting thicker and thicker as to what exactly the little milk dragon was brainstorming about again.

She just wanted to see if the little milk dragon was hurt badly enough to affect her later.

With her icy scepter, Violet tapped the little milk dragon’s dragon tail again, signaling her to hurry up.

The dragon’s tail trembled reflexively after being tapped, and the little milk dragon was so red that it looked like it was going to be scalded and was about to smoke.

Long Ling’s icy blue eyes filled with watery mist and looked at Miss Evil Dragon with a very pitiful expression.

Violet hadn’t met many Alpha’s like Little Milk Dragon, didn’t Alpha’s love to show off their bodies in front of Omega’s?

The little milk dragon had a nice body, she had felt it last night, and it shouldn’t be that bad if it turned into dragon form.

Long Ling knew her fiancée was getting anxious and impatient.

If she squirmed any more, the big evil dragon was going to eat her in one bite.

Biting her lip, Long Ling slowly approached towards Miss Evil Dragon.

Her hands pressed on the sides of Miss Evil Dragon’s wheelchair, and her upper body was also almost pressed on Miss Evil Dragon, her sweaty palms leaving extremely shallow wet marks on the handles of the wheelchair.

Little Milk Dragon’s lips were like rose petals, plump and rosy, white cheeks with delicate skin, the tip of her upturned nose was flushed with a thin red colour because of her shy embarrassment, and her long, silvery-white hair was hanging down and intertwined with her long, ebony hair.

Violet had known for a long time that the little milk dragon was delicate and beautiful, but looking closer, she realized that the little milk dragon was worthy of being from the Arnold family, and the beauty genes inherited from the Alpha were even more outstanding.

Long Ling saw Violet staring at her, her heart became even more nervous, she closed her eyes, pulled over Violet’s hand, and put her fingers together.

The little milk dragon’s fingers were long and slender, soft and delicate, much prettier than the thin calloused hands she was used to using with her gun.

“You touch from here.” Long Ling leaned closer to Ms. Evil Dragon’s ear, unable to hold back a shiver at the end of her voice.

She slowly pulled Violet’s hand over and placed it in the hem of her skirt.

In this position, even if Miss Evil Dragon was physically inconvenient, she should be able to touch her belly.

Long ling’s cheeks reddened to the point of dripping blood, hypnotizing herself in her mind over and over again.

It’s okay, she and Miss Evil Dragon are in a fiancée relationship, they will get married in the future.

Miss Evil Dragon was her wife, it was okay to give her wife an early touch.

She was an Alpha, Alpha are all about being touched by their wives, it’s not like giving her wife a touch is giving someone else a touch, her wife can touch her as much as she wants.

Long Ling took a deep breath and exhaled slowly, pulling Violet’s hand on her slender legs.

The calloused fingers were a little rough and icy as they grazed the delicate skin, good thing she was good at holding back.

Surprised by the little tit-dragon’s blatant advances, Violet couldn’t help the light thin red coloring her ears.

Were all young Alpha’s so good at teasing Omega’s these days?

Although she was older, it was the first time she had been so seduced by such a young Milkdragon, who had taken her hand and allowed herself to touch her body.

It was only the second day, and the little milk dragon was using the beauty trick.

Violet quickly touched Dragonbell’s tight belly, warm to the touch, her skin soft and delicate.

As her fingertips gently slid across, the muscles in Long Ling’s abdomen suddenly tensed up, her cheeks flushed, and she couldn’t help but let out a slight stoic low gasp, immediately covering her lips, and the hand that hung down trembled.

Crystalline beads of sweat fell from Alpha’s forehead, as if one was allowed to stroll in the middle of a strawberry patch in the early morning, and the sweet fruity scent was so sweet that one couldn’t help but sniff it lightly.

Violet’s eyes were deep, “Didn’t you say that you just grazed a little dragon scale, how come it’s swollen a piece?”

“It’s just a little graze, it’ll be fine in a couple days.”

Long Ling restrained herself and ambled over to Miss Evil Dragon’s body, red-faced, pushing away Miss Evil Dragon’s hand, “You touched it, so it should be considered good, right?

Violet found that the sweet strawberry cupcake was about to leave her again, and a few moments of dissatisfaction flashed in her eyes,

“It didn’t look good, you can’t see it closely enough that way, turn into dragon form and show me.”

Long Ling’s eyes were all of a sudden full of watery light, like broken clear glass, looking accusingly at Ms. Evil Dragon.

A cold and hard heart of Violet became soft, her voice much softer, “Dragon form can see more clearly.”

Those who were familiar with Violet knew that this was equivalent to the Lord Duke coaxing people.

The dragon was under the roof and had to bow its head.

Embarrassed and annoyed, Long Ling turned herself into dragon form with a red face.

The large silver-white dragon was about to fill the entire garden, the rose beds twisted and turned as she squeezed them, and Miss Evil Dragon looked short at her feet.

Long Ling didn’t dare to move her body so easily, and the great big dragon held her breath and raised her claws high in the air for fear of crashing into the low trellises and flower beds around her.

Violet used her scepter and gently pointed it towards Long Ling’s body, “Become smaller.”

Long Ling was instantly enchanted, turning into the size of its own smallest little milk dragon, landing on the lap of Miss Evil Dragon sitting in her wheelchair, and now only reaching the height of Miss Evil Dragon’s heart.

Violete raised the glass-shrouded oil lamp and made the range of light from the dim halo a little larger, which could illuminate the scales on the dragon bell’s belly more clearly.

Under the dim light, several new clear scrapes appeared on the snow-white belly of the little milk dragon, running through several consecutive flowing dragon scales.

Molten heat radiated from the warm light, shining on Long Ling’s smooth scales, a little too dry after a long time.

Miss Evil Dragon’s long, dark, lush curly hair with big waves curved down to a superior jawline, and the deep, thin pupils of her eyes were staring at her body.

Long Ling was so hot that her whole dragon turned a light pink color and hastily blocked her stomach with her claws, “Okay, I’ve shown you everything, can I change back now?”

Violet looked at her cute face in utter shame and embarrassment and wanted to look at her for a while longer, but the little milky dragon was about to steam herself from the heat.

It wasn’t like there hadn’t been instances of Alpha’s fainting due to overheating in the past, her legs were disabled and she couldn’t move, so when the time came, she would have to let someone else hold this little milk dragon.

She was worried about the little milk dragon’s overheating temperature, and lowered her head to move the little milk dragon’s chubby dragon paw away, “Don’t move around.”

Long Ling was originally standing on Miss Evil Dragon’s lap and was pushed down by Miss Evil Dragon with one finger.

Violet held her down with one finger, tweaking the dragon’s paw that covered her tight belly.

The ripples in the pupils of Long Ling’s eyes shifted lightly, she had never known Omega’s could be so strong, and her dragon claws were forced open at once by the white fingers shoved into them.

Both of her dragon claws were held down by Violet, the hearts of her claws forced upwards to flatten out, only her belly showing.

The watery light in the pupils of Long Ling’s eyes shifted so much that she closed them in embarrassment.

If she wanted to eat an iron plate roasted dragon, she didn’t need to be bullied like this.

Violet’s slender legs rested on the small milk dragon lying flat, originally intending to let the small milk dragon dissipate the heat, not realizing that this made the small milk dragon hotter and more cooked.

She seemingly sighed helplessly, her long slender fingertips gently poked the dragon bell’s bulging dragon belly: “Useless little thing.”

Long Ling instantly opened her eyes and glared at Miss Evil Dragon in shame.

A very light smile flashed across Velociraptor’s eyes, her noble white face looked cold, and her sideways glance was more like teasing Long Ling.

Her smile quickly converged, and she resumed her usual high and mighty arrogance, using only one hand to carry Long Ling into her arms.

Long Ling was startled by Violet’s sudden movement, and her two hind legs nervously stomped on Violet’s body.

The white shirt was creased by Long Ling’s stomping, and the buttons were loosened by her stomping, scratching Violet’s cold-white skin and appearing a few ambiguous red marks.

Violet slapped her butt, “Don’t move, why are you so able to make trouble.”

Long Ling was dumbfounded by the smack and reacted by immediately using her own dragon tail to protect her buttocks, her cheeks burning to the point of smoking.

Long Ling was mortified, “I want to go down!”

A slightly cool palm suddenly stroked the top of Long Ling’s head and gently rubbed it twice, as if smoothing the fur of a small animal.

Violet turned the ruby and used magic to move the wheelchair, “Take you to the bathroom to take a bath and rub a potion on you, you’ll get better faster.”