The Prince of Tianjie, who inherited his mother's preference, arrogantly stated that I only like dragons, even though he was haunted by the devil's breath.
All the gods: The prince should give top priority to his rule!
Prince: Can't every dragon lay eggs? What are you worried about?
Gods: The point is wrong!
So one day, the prince was chanted by the gods in the heavens, causing the devil's breath to run around: I left, and I want to find a dragon to come back.
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There is a little dragon made of spiritual energy in Zeling Sea. It has been raised by a pair of Qingluan for two hundred years. It is the first time to go out to see...
I met an asshole.
Prince: What a beautiful dragon!
Little Dragon Cub: Who are you?
The prince on the devil's breath tied the little dragon cub home, and after the two silly sweet (?) Sauces were made:
The prince went out: Tell his mother that I want to take a wife~
The little dragon cub goes out: Find a cave to hatch the cub.
The prince is back:! ! ! Where is the wife? !
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It was originally to satisfy some of my little hobbies, but it turned out that I was so excited that I wanted to write a plot (what the hell), so this should be regarded as marriage first and love later?
I prefer things that are mindless. Short stories are the best cookies; this is a story about giving birth, so be careful to avoid lightning. If you can't accept it, please quit.
VO
Copywriting updated on 2020.10.08: The age has been changed. I always feel that the timeline is too long and difficult to manage.
Concept: Cute and cute, no brain~