Water splashed down, and soon the porcelain bottle was empty.
The Little Golden Pseudo-Dragon had only been lively for a short while. Once the water ran out and the sun gradually rose, he immediately grew listless again. Half-dead, he began rolling his eyes in Dongfang Minghui's hands.
He had looked like a middle-aged man before, only to turn into a tiny, glittering golden fish lying weakly in her hands... That contrast somehow struck her as rather fascinating.
Dongfang Minghui wrestled with herself for a long time. Looking at Seventh Sister sitting cross-legged nearby, she said helplessly, "Toothless, I need to find somewhere with water. Go guard Seventh Sister. Don't let anyone near her, understand?"
Toothless shook its head and chased its own tail in circles, being outrageously mischievous.
"Toothless." Dongfang Minghui angrily grabbed one of its ears. "Stop sulking. Seventh Sister is very important to me. You have to guard her properly."
Toothless gave her a wounded look, then reluctantly chose a spot neither too near nor too far from Qian Wanyu and slumped down listlessly.
"Little Lecher."
A slender vine tied itself to the tree behind Qian Wanyu, its other end fastened around Dongfang Minghui's hand. The vine lengthened bit by bit. As time passed and the sun climbed high, the Little Golden Pseudo-Dragon cupped in her hands grew weaker, his little belly rising and falling more slowly.
She watched him, anxiously tracking the rise and fall of his little belly.
"Why did you suddenly become like this? Is it because you left Long County Village?"
Only after a long while did the Little Golden Pseudo-Dragon's broken voice reach her ears. "I have to stay in the lake for half a month before I can come out. This time, I hadn't stayed the full half month..."
In that case,