Gu Yue: "How can a golden dragon be as good as a silver dragon? Look at my little tail, don't you just want to pet it?"

Just then, Gu Yue's movements suddenly slowed.

She quietly pressed herself against Lin An's back.

She stopped nuzzling him.

The swaying tail slowly drooped as well.

Her arms were still wrapped around his waist.

But they were no longer as wanton as before.

Instead, they carried a cautious, probing feeling.

She buried her face in his back.

"Wifey."

She paused.

"Do you... not like me?"

The air fell silent for a moment.

She was not stupid.

She could sense Lin An's distaste for her.

Though he would rub her head and pinch her cheeks.

That sort of closeness had nothing at all to do with love.

She pressed against Lin An's back.

She could feel the young man's body heat through his pajamas.

Her face grew scorching hot from being pressed so tightly against him.

Her heart pounded fast and heavily in her chest.

Yet her palm rested against Lin An's chest.

Through the thin fabric.

What she felt was a steady, almost tranquil heartbeat.

So tranquil that it did not feel at all like he was holding a lover.

Gu Yue's eyelashes trembled lightly.

Something in her purple eyes gradually dimmed.

Lin An turned around.

He grabbed her cheeks.

This time, he used both hands.

One on each side.

He pinched her entire face.

"Stop overthinking things all day."

His voice was flat.

With her cheeks pinched, Gu Yue's mouth twisted into a comical O shape again.

She blinked at Lin An. The disappointment and grievance from before still lingered in her purple eyes, but the sudden cheek-pinching had interrupted her emotions.

The whole dragon looked both pitiful and ridiculous, her cheeks pulled into puffy bulges like a hamster being pinched by the face.

"Why?"

She mumbled indistinctly, her voice squeezing through his fingers with a hint of stubborn