Inside the Coating

The sunlight of late autumn spilled into the room, Violet’s red lips curving slightly as she tucked a strand of dark hair behind her ear, her leg gently hooking Long Ling’s calf.

“Come here, let me take off the cloak.”

Long Ling stumbled a couple of steps, pulled by Violet’s hook.

She had walked around outside, and there was indeed dust on the elven cloak, so she casually took it off.

She placed the cloak on the nearby coat rack, and when she turned around, Violet’s body was partially obscured by the soft quilt, revealing her rounded shoulders, her beautiful azure eyes staring directly at her.

Long Ling’s cheeks flushed inexplicably and she turned to draw the curtains.

Violet lifted a corner of the quilt, Long Ling saw the exposed skin, her heart racing, and she involuntarily took two steps back: “Aren’t you just applying medicine?”

Violet’s azure eyes were full of smiles: “It’s cold in the room, come into the quilt and apply it for me.”

The temperature was a little low now, and in a few more days, it might snow.

Long Ling only occasionally lived in this room and hadn’t installed a fireplace, and there was no soft carpet on the wooden floor, which couldn’t compare to Violet’s luxurious manor where she used to live.

Long Ling hesitated for a second: “Or I can take you to another place to live. Only my mother’s manor in the suburbs has a fireplace, it will be warmer there.”

Violet beckoned to her: “We can stay here for now, it’s more convenient for me to find you, come on in.”

Long Ling got into the warm quilt.

Just as she was about to grab the potion, Violet’s enchanting body suddenly wrapped around her, gently kissing the corner of her lips.

She kissed her softly, and asked: “Your lips are so cold, is it very cold outside?”

Violet’s body exuded a faint fragrance, and her soft, dark hair gently brushed against her neck, tickling her.

Long Ling’s cheeks couldn’t help but flush.

Just as she was about to talk about the scenery outside, Violet’s rosy tongue took the opportunity to slip in.

She realized she had fallen into a trap, but it was too late.

Violet’s tongue lightly brushed against her upper palate, a numb sensation like an electric shock, her soft tongue hooked and stirred.

The quilt was stuffy, the temperature gradually rising, and Long Ling’s heartbeat couldn’t help but speed up.

She was dizzy from the kisses, still thinking about the potion: “No, I haven’t applied the medicine for you yet.”

Violet kneaded her dragon tail, her red lips close to her ear: “Then apply it inside first.”

Long Ling’s throat tightened.

Violet straddled her body, the light blue potion bottle in her hand, the crystal liquid poured into Long Ling’s palm.

Her slender fingertips were coated with the potion by Violet, cool and fragrant, with a refreshing medicinal scent.

Violet put her fingers in the right place, and with a gentle sway of her waist, the potion was quickly and evenly applied.

Long Ling supported Violet’s waist, gently rubbing the overflowing potion in circles.

Violet’s cheeks turned a flushed red, she wrapped her arms around her neck, her breathing becoming more rapid: “Do you like me the way I am now?”

Long Ling looked at Violet’s charming and seductive azure eyes, her cheeks hot, and kissed the scent gland on her neck.

Cool lips grazed the sensitive scent gland, their pheromones intensely intertwined, and Violet was left with only soft breaths, her eyes blurred, unable to tease Long Ling any further.

After a period of intimacy, Violet leaned contentedly in her arms.

Long Ling then used the remaining healing potion to wipe the red marks on her body again, reducing the traces left on her skin a lot.

Violet was very comfortable with Long Ling massaging her soft waist, and couldn’t help but kiss Long Ling’s chin, asking softly: “Long Ling, would you like to have a dragon egg of our own?”

The probability of an Omega conceiving a dragon egg during their heat is very high.

They had intertwined their tails many times these past few days, and if she could conceive, she could choose to keep the dragon egg.

If it had been during the period of their arranged marriage, Long Ling would have been very happy to hear Violet say she would conceive a dragon egg for her.

Now they haven’t reconciled yet, and although she still wants to have a family of her own, it’s not the best time.

Long Ling didn’t immediately agree: “Let’s talk about it later.”

Long Ling tucked Violet in, then went to the kitchen to busy herself.

Violet watched Long Ling’s retreating figure, her palm supporting her cheek, a hint of sadness flashing in her azure eyes.

Is she still angry with her, unwilling to marry, and doesn’t even want a dragon egg?

Long Ling’s magic was much better than before.

She used magic to pluck the feathers of two plump wild geese and found that they were both old geese, the hard bones of the feathers were all gray, and the wingtips were forked, requiring a long time to stew.

The cooking utensils in her tavern were all carefully crafted by artisans.

She put both geese in pots, removed the blood foam, used chopsticks to fix the shape in the geese’s abdominal cavities, and marinated them once.

One was used to stew old goose soup, and the other was used to make braised goose.

Long Ling had originally planned to make a new pot of her own old braising broth at the Illidari Manor.

Last time, she realized that she needed to earn more money.

She couldn’t just rely on selling wine, but also had to expand her business, even if there were people, there could still be diners.

After that, it would be much easier to directly hire some workers.

After cleaning the braised goods every day, they could put them in the pot to stew, and on the side, a small stall could be set up to sell braised goose and shochu.

Long Ling’s braising broth used many kinds of Chinese medicinal herbs, which were often good for the body.

She had originally planned to open a large restaurant herself after leaving the palace and carry forward the skills she had learned.

After that, she added yellow wine before putting the goose to be braised in.

The braising broth submerged the goose, the pot lid was covered, and every other time.

Both pots were placed on the same stove, so she could watch the heat at the same time.

Long Ling took advantage of this free time to make candied haws for Violet.

The hawthorn fruits were washed clean with water magic, and strung on small wooden sticks that had been split.

After Long Ling made a whole box full, she began to boil the sugar.

She used a shallower frying pan, the ratio of sugar to water was two to one, and when the sugar showed a very light caramel color, and a little smoke began to emerge from the edge of the pan, the color of the sugar was the most beautiful, like amber.

Not only was the kitchen filled with sweetness, but the entire tavern was also filled with fragrance, attracting Miss Evil Dragon.

Violet came out of the bedroom and walked to her side: “What are you doing? It smells so good.”

Long Ling looked at her helplessly, used a spoon to scoop out a spoonful of bright, clear juice, and quickly drew a crystal-clear flying dragon on the iron basin.

Violet looked at Long Ling’s smooth movements, her azure eyes full of admiration.

Before she could come back to her senses, the flying dragon was given to her by Long Ling.

Long Ling said softly: “Eat it.”

Violet took a bite, the sweet taste melting in her mouth, and couldn’t help but said: “Why isn’t it strawberry flavored?”

Long Ling could now clearly see that Violet’s strawberry dragon was referring to her, her cheeks heating up: “This is the only flavor for now.”

Violet handed it to Long Ling: “You eat it too.”

Long Ling looked down and found that the place she had bitten was the little dragon tail, her face turned even redder, and she said in a low voice: “You really are…”

Violet hooked her lips and looked at Long Ling with a smile: “The little dragon tail is very delicious.”

Long Ling’s heartbeat accelerated, her dragon horns burning hot, and she lowered her head to eat the candy Violet handed over:

“I also made goose soup and braised goose for you in the pot. You can eat the candied haws after your meal.”

Violet saw her eating the candy, her cheeks flushed, all the way to her neck, and gently kissed the back of Long Ling’s neck: “I just happen to be a little hungry.”

Long Ling shrugged her shoulders from the kiss, itching and shrinking back, glaring at Violet.

Violet smiled and rolled up her sleeves, washing her hands clean on the side: “Should I help you?”

Violet was actually going to help her cook, the sun must have risen from the west.

Long Ling was stunned for a moment and handed her a chair: “You can just sit here.”

Violet raised her eyebrows slightly: “Why?”

Long Ling reheated the small pot, put the hawthorn fruit in and rolled it in the sugar juice, and said: “The Duke’s hands are worth a thousand gold, how can you do such a small thing?”

Is Long Ling complaining that she never helped before?

Violet took the initiative to take a hawthorn fruit from the iron basin and handed it to Long Ling: “I am willing to do anything for you now.”

Long Ling couldn’t help but hum softly.

Violet handed over a string of hawthorn fruits, Long Ling coated the hawthorn fruits with sugar juice, cooperating with each other, and soon they were all placed evenly on the plate.

When the candied haws were ready, there was a sudden knock on the tavern door.

Long Ling went to open the door, and Violet followed her.

Long Ling saw Modai appear at the door, covered in dust, her eyes full of surprise: “Mom, why are you here?”

Violet’s brows furrowed, and she subconsciously stood on Long Ling’s side.

Modai had always been dissatisfied with her and didn’t want Long Ling to be with her, Violet knew this very well.

Modai was relieved to see Long Ling in the tavern: “It’s good that you’re okay, I looked for you in several places, and thought you were forcibly taken away by Violet.”

Long Ling left Annie’s engagement banquet so anxiously, Modai thought Long Ling had some handle in Violet’s hands.

There were too many people talking, and she didn’t want to ask.

After Annie’s situation was properly handled, she immediately went to look for Long Ling.

Long Ling didn’t expect her mother to be so worried about her, and couldn’t help but feel a little guilty: “I’m sorry, Mom, Violet went into heat, I had to leave immediately at the time.”

Modai was an ancient dragon, so she could understand Long Ling.

Perhaps because Long Ling was with Violet from the beginning, she developed an unspeakable emotion, so Long Ling would always put Violet first no matter what.

Even if there was no heat, Long Ling would have chosen to leave with Violet, right?

She rubbed Long Ling’s head: “Mom respects your choice.

I’m relieved that you’re safe now.”

She glanced at Violet, these two dragons were sticking together, it seemed that they couldn’t be separated for a while.

Violet was also very attentive to Long Ling.

Annie’s engagement ceremony was so tightly guarded, but she was able to hear the news and rush over.

In the end, Annie benefited the most, and she got a territory with rich resources for nothing.

The other dragons’ eyes were red with envy.

Modai still took Long Ling’s hand, avoiding Violet, and whispered to Long Ling: “You can’t go back to the manor with her, and you can’t forgive her so quickly.

If you are taken away by her again, and kept in the manor as a pet, Mom won’t be able to find you, do you know?”

Long Ling nodded vigorously, knowing that her mother was doing it for her own good: “I know, I won’t go with her so easily, Mom, I made some food in the pot, would you like to eat some before you leave?”

Since she was already here, it was okay to have a meal.

Modai also wanted to observe the way these two dragons interacted with each other to see if Violet was pretending to be nice to Long Ling.

Violet was originally deeply in love with Long Ling, but facing the sudden appearance of Modai, she suddenly worried that Modai would alienate Little Dragon from her.

Unlike Annie and Mrs. Rosaline, who were so easy to deal with, she only needed a little trick to keep Mrs. Rosaline busy.

Modai only had Long Ling in her heart, and Violet couldn’t let Long Ling encounter trouble.

Violet watched Long Ling happily preparing food for Modai, silently clenching her pale fingers.

Because her mother was here, Long Ling bought some fresh mushrooms and winter bamboo shoots to put in the hot pot, and stir-fried some green vegetable seedlings, placed them on plates,

And also bought some fresh shrimp and fish, mixed them into a mud-like shape, kneaded them into shrimp balls and fish balls, arranged them on plates, and placed them next to the old goose soup.

The braised goose was also brought up, and Long Ling had cut them into pieces with a knife, and also took out the craft beer, pouring a cup for both Modai and Violet.

She sat in the middle position, if Shelley and Grandma were still here, their family would be reunited.

“Eat quickly, these are all made by me.”

Long Ling’s face was full of smiles, but she didn’t know that Modai and Violet were sitting opposite each other, both strong-willed women, looking at each other, not very harmonious.

Modai picked up a fresh green vegetable and chewed it slowly in her mouth.

She had lived in the Elven Clan for many years, and her diet was very light.

Long Ling stir-fried a plate of green vegetables with a complete color, aroma, and taste, without any oily taste, and retained the fresh sweetness of the vegetables, which gave her, who had traveled all over the world for so many years, a sense of spiritual comfort.

No one was as considerate as her precious daughter, remembering that her mother liked to eat vegetarian food, and specially stir-fried green vegetables for her mother.

A warm current seemed to flow through Modai’s heart, and she praised: “It’s so delicious, how did you make it?”

Long Ling told her the cooking method, and then put the fish balls in the goose soup and cooked them before giving them to her: “Try this fish ball too.”

Modai was so amazed by her daughter’s good craftsmanship that she couldn’t speak.

This fish ball was also too delicious, soft and elastic, soaked in the aroma of the old goose soup, it was so happy to eat.

Modai completely forgot about examining Violet: “It’s really delicious, my daughter is so amazing!”

Violet picked up a piece of oily and fragrant braised goose meat.

She had never eaten this unique flavour.

The goose meat was tender, and the goose skin was soft, chewy, and crispy.

With one bite, she could taste the rich and moist meat juice, and there was a faint medicinal fragrance between her lips and teeth.

She saw that Little Dragon’s gaze was always on Modai, and couldn’t help but feel a little depressed.

Long Ling finally coaxed her mother well, and quickly scooped a shrimp ball for Violet: “This is for you to eat.”

Violet’s lips curled up, scooped out a fish ball, and put it in Long Ling’s mouth: “You should eat it yourself too, you’ve been busy for half a day.”