"Don't laugh!"
After an unknown amount of time, a sharp explosion suddenly rang out from the beach.
Jiang Mian braced herself against the stone bed with both hands and indignantly nudged Ye Chenyang's chin with her horn.
"Alright, alright, I won't laugh."
Ye Chenyang stroked her head and smoothed her fur, though amusement still lingered in his eyes.
Jiang Mian was clearly susceptible to this move and had no intention of pursuing the matter further.
The two of them were only one step away anyway, so it was nothing much.
Come to think of it, a little openness could actually add some spice.
Putting himself in her shoes—what man wouldn't be moved if the girl he liked took the initiative to snuggle up to him, softly saying things that made his face burn?
But on second thought, something seemed off.
Forget it. Whatever felt good, went.
Jiang Mian gave up thinking about it, plopping down onto Ye Chenyang's lap as her tail restlessly slapped against the stone bed.
Ye Chenyang couldn't resist reaching out to stroke her tail.
The scales carried her body warmth and felt smooth beneath his hand, while the white mane along its back was exceptionally soft as well.
A flush instantly spread across Jiang Mian's face.
Yet she did not resist. Instead, she found a topic to chat about.
"Brother Ye, how are things outside?"
At that, Ye Chenyang briefly told her about Xiao Shuang's handiwork, as well as the news that Jiang Li and the others were coming.
"Oh~"
Jiang Mian drew out the sound.
So the pinnacle figures of this generation of humanity were about to gather?
And it was because of her?
She had thought this trip to the Western Front would be over quickly, but she had never expected an accident like