Gu Yue Hugged Lin An and Rubbed Against His Shoulder, Begging to Mate; Leng Yaozhu's Face Turned Black as a Pot Bottom

Gu Yue blinked.

But her focus was clearly way off.

"Why is it called Seven Luminaries Silver Scales?"

"Because there are seven elements, and because you're a silver dragon." Lin An patiently explained.

Gu Yue looked completely serious. "Why not call it Dragon Queen's Love?"

Lin An's eyelid twitched.

"Eternal Devotion?"

Lin An took a deep breath.

"My Wife Loves Me for Ten Thousand Years!"

The more Gu Yue spoke, the more excited she became. Her purple eyes shone frighteningly bright as she counted names on her fingers. "Until Death Do Us Part, Till the Seas Run Dry and the Rocks Crumble, Till Heaven and Earth Grow Old—"

"Don't make me hit you when I'm at my happiest," Lin An squeezed out through clenched teeth.

Gu Yue's eyes lit up even brighter, as if she had discovered something incredible. "Then call it My Wife Hits Me!"

Before she had even finished speaking, she pounced on him.

Caught off guard, Lin An was pulled into her embrace.

Gu Yue wrapped both arms tightly around his waist.

She pressed her little face hard against his shoulder and rubbed against it twice, still muttering, "Hit me, hit me, hit me."

But as she rubbed against him, her movements suddenly grew gentler.

Her gaze passed over Lin An's shoulder and landed on the silver-white Battle Armor floating in midair.

One piece.

Then another.

They were arranged neatly above the forging table.

These past few days, Lin An had spent every day holed up in the laboratory.

He researched materials, revised arrays, tested components, and practically forced Leng Yaozhu to make every individual part one by one.

Gu Yue rested her chin on Lin An's shoulder.

Her purple eyes slowly curved into crescents.

This little female dragon really did treat her well.

"Wife," she said