His heart felt like it had been tickled by something soft, a feeling that was new and strange. (2)
The strong wind raised the man’s silver hair, glittering like the light of a shining blade.
The howling and hissing of the demons resonated throughout the training ground.
Scattered pieces of broken corpses turned into pale blue magical lights and were retrieved.
The intense sunlight fell through the sunroof, sprinkling on Mu Heng’s long silvery hair and enveloping his entire body in a bright and dazzling glow.
As Shi An gazed at the brightly shining human not far away, a red-gold fire flashed across the pupils of his dark eyes, and the large tail hanging behind him wagged restlessly.
—Mine!
The longsword in Mu Heng’s hand turned into dots of magical light.
He switched off the mode that simulated a real-time battle and stepped toward Shi An.
The two men’s eyes met in mid-air.
The young man’s eyelashes were dark, the light under his eyes blazing and focused, gazing at him with an extremely passionate look.
Under such ardent gaze, Mu Heng felt his heart beating quick suddenly.
He pursed his lips, unnaturally averted his gaze, coughed lightly and asked, “Awake?”
Shi An nodded and handed over the coat in his arms.
Mu Heng looked down and took it.
Suddenly, a loud, distinct rumble sounded.
Mu Heng’s hand rested in mid-air and slightly paused.
Shi An rubbed his empty stomach and asked expectantly, “When are we going to eat?”
Mu Heng raised his eyebrows, “Hungry?”
Shi An nodded and gazed expectantly at the human in front of him.
….. Although he hadn’t done anything all morning, he quickly got hungry.
Mu Heng glanced at him and slung his coat over his arm, saying helplessly, “Follow me.”
Twenty minutes later.
Compared to his listless appearance this morning, Shi An was now fully refreshed.
He was stuffing food into his mouth, not even bothering to lift his head.
It had to be said that the food here was much better than in the school canteen, not in the same league.
“Eat slower. Don’t choke yourself.” Finally, Mu Heng couldn’t put up with it any longer and reminded him.
The young man’s cheeks were bulging, and he seemed to have thrown himself into his fight with food, not listening to his words.
Soon, Shian had swept the food off the table.
He squinted his eyes in contentment like a cat that had had its fill of sunbathing.
Mu Heng looked at the young man in front of him, his gaze slightly deepening.
He seemed to have thought of something and raised his hand to beckon the waiter. “One ice cream.”
“!!”
Shi An’s entire dragon body perked up again, his eyes brightly shining as he looked at the human before him, exuding the word anticipation all over his body.
Ice cream?
ICE CREAM!!!
Soon a Häagen-Dazs was delivered. Shi An’s eyes were fixed as he watched without blinking while the waiter came over and placed the tray of ice cream onto the table.
“Is it for me?” The young man’s eyes sparkled.
“Mm.”
When Mu Heng’s words fell, Shi An let out a cheerful yelp and devoured the small bowl of ice cream in a flash.
With a silver spoon in his mouth, he looked over at Mu Heng wistfully and whispered. “Can I have another cup?”
Mu Heng’s expression did not change. “Have you forgotten about your hospitalisation matter?”
Shi An dropped his eyes in defeat, and his entire dragon turned dull and dejected, looking pitiful.
He licked the spoon and reluctantly scraped the bottom of the cup.
Mu Heng: “…..”
He sighed. “….. The last cup.”
Shi An narrowed his eyes and smiled. “Hehe.”
In a split second, his heart felt like it had been tickled by something soft, a feeling that was new and strange.
Mu Heng’s eyes flickered slightly, and he moved his gaze away.
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Shi An followed behind Mu Heng and walked outside.
He seemed to suddenly think of something and slightly lowered his eyes, feeling the progress of the dragon moult absorption.
–There was no way it could be an illusion this time.
The progress that had been stagnant had risen upwards. If this rate could be sustained, he should be able to retrieve his tail soon.
Could….. it truly be related to this human?
Shi An raised his eyes and looked inquiringly towards Mu Heng, who was walking ahead of him.
At that moment, however, the other party suddenly stopped in his tracks.
Shi An hurriedly stopped his pace and narrowly avoided knocking against him.
Mu Heng put his phone in his pocket and slightly turned his head sideways, saying, “It’s from Principal Pei. The workshop has been tidied up. The translating work can be started this afternoon.”
Only after walking forward a few steps did he notice that Shi An was not following him.
Mu Heng was a little puzzled and turned his head to look over.
Then, he noticed that the tips of the young man’s pale ears were tinged with a thin layer of red at some point, his lips pursed, and his eyes averted as if he was a little reluctant.
Mu Heng: “What’s wrong?”
Shi An: “N-Nothing.”
Mu Heng looked at him fixedly. “Let’s go. Principal Pei is waiting for us.”
Shi An’s nodding stopped, and he repeated half-heartedly, “Us?”
He jolted in response, widening his eyes as he stuttered and asked, “That, Y-You’re also going?”
Mu Heng nodded. “Naturally.”
He didn’t notice the young man’s strange expression and continued, “Although I’m not as good as Principal Pei in the ancient language, I know a little of it. Principal Pei is mainly responsible for directing, and the main work is on you and me.’
Shi An: “………………”
In other words…..
He couldn’t even talk nonsense with his eyes open anymore!
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