Dragon Girl's Invitation

When Yu Shuangxue returned to their lodgings with Xintao, she suddenly noticed cooking smoke drifting from the room next door.

"Could it be... Miss Dragon has returned?" Xintao's eyes lit up. She hurried forward and pounded on the door. "Sister Ao, is that you?"

The door opened in response.

But the one who came out was a boy about Xintao's height.

He called into the room twice in a language neither of them had ever heard.

At that moment, Xintao gave him a thorough once-over.

"Hmm... I don't see any sign of Lord Xia."

Yu Shuangxue chopped her palm onto Xintao's head. "What nonsense are you spouting! Even if it were Lord Xia's, it couldn't have been born after only three months!"

"Hehe, maybe foreign races grow especially fast," Xintao said, sticking out her tongue. "It's not like you've seen how dragons reproduce."

This time, Yu Shuangxue was rendered speechless.

"Wonderful, it really is you." Olina soon emerged from the room. "When I came back and saw no lights, I thought you had moved away."

The joy on the Dragon Girl's face was plain to see.

Yu Shuangxue could not help feeling slightly dazed as well. Such a welcoming attitude could never be faked; it was even rarer in a brothel. She had never expected that something she had failed to find among so many sisters would instead appear in a woman from the Western Pole.

It had been a long time since she had made a "friend."

Yet years of remaining unruffled through every twist of fate only made her smile faintly. "It's vacation recently, and Xintao kept clamoring to join the Propaganda Department, so I took her around other parts of Shenzhou. It was also a chance to broaden her horizons. When did you return?"

"Yesterday at noon."