The next day.
The moment Sun Hang opened his eyes, he saw a pair of golden eyes close at hand. Then, soft, warm lips covered his.
"You did well last night. This is your reward," Wang Xiyi murmured softly into Sun Hang's ear.
"This is what I deserved." Sun Hang grinned. "My waist almost broke. That's not a reward—it should be compensation."
"What nonsense are you talking about? You're someone who wouldn't die even if you were thrown from several hundred meters up, and you can't handle this much exercise?" Wang Xiyi raised her brows and viciously pinched Sun Hang's waist.
In truth, the two of them had been fairly restrained last night. First, they did not want to make too much noise and draw the attention of the others. Second, given Sun Hang and Wang Xiyi's physical strength... let alone this ordinary solid-wood bed, even the floor beneath it... or perhaps even the villa's foundation, might not have withstood their antics.
"Actually, before we started, I kept thinking about something." Sun Hang lay on his back, staring at the chandelier on the ceiling as he spoke to himself.
"What was it?" Wang Xiyi pressed herself against him, her long dragon tail silently wrapping around Sun Hang's left leg.
"Do dragonesses have scales growing inside their bodies too...?"
"You really do spend all day thinking about nonsense... But if you want to try it, I can make that happen." As soon as Wang Xiyi finished speaking, she suddenly bit down on Sun Hang's earlobe.
Tiny beads of blood seeped from the bite wound and slid past her lips and tongue into her throat.
"Did that hurt?"
"Not too bad."
"There's something I'm curious about. Why doesn't your blood carry even a trace of any meme? How did you do that?"