Gu Yue: "Honey, how about I take the top from now on? Only the strong deserve to be males."

Lin An felt that comfortable power, and his furrowed brow relaxed slightly.

A moan nearly escaped his throat.

Then he heard Gu Yue's next words.

"How about I take the top from now on?"

Lin An's eyes widened abruptly.

He stared at the foolish dragon before him who wanted to overturn the natural order, undisguised terror churning in his pupils.

Sure enough, Heaven's Favor's intuition was never wrong.

This damned dragon had regarded him as a little female dragon waiting to be drilled from beginning to end.

"Brother Lin An!"

Tang Wuling hurried over.

She stopped before Lin An, wringing the hem of her skirt in both hands until her knuckles turned white, her eyes reddening.

She looked like a startled little deer.

She took a deep breath, as though she had made up her mind to face death.

Her voice was barely louder than a mosquito's buzz, yet it carried the resolve of someone throwing caution to the wind. "I... actually, I'm fine with being on top or underneath."

The air in the quiet room froze completely.

The water bottle in Xie Xie's hand fell to the floor with a smack, splashing water everywhere.

Wu Zhangkong's pen dragged a long streak of ink across his notebook.

Gu Yue's purple eyes suddenly narrowed into dangerous vertical slits.

Yet Tang Wuling remained completely unaware.

She only looked at Lin An, her clear, large eyes brimming with mist and an almost devout sincerity.

She had thought it through.

If she could be with Lin An, it would not matter even if she truly became a girl.

That was true love—being with the one she loved was all she sought in life.

As for that thing, so be it if it was gone.

Lin An felt as though a bolt from the blue