"Xia~" Long Aotian whined. placing his chin on his lover's slim shoulder, he nuzzled.
"What?" Xia pushed his head away and went by sorting out all the herbs in his ring. Last time he was in a hurry, so he had messed up their order. If his herbs were not in order, he might not find them when he needs it.
"Xia honey, let's take a bath~" the stupid dragon softly groaned next to his ear.
Gripping a bunch of herbs, Xia smacked him on his forehead. "Look around," he pointed around. Jinjue, Felia's maid, was squatting next to the bed tending to unconscious Felia. the old dragon soul was hiding in a corner with a constipated expression. "Do you still want to take a bath*?" Xia angrily whispered.
"But....fine. you don't love you anymore," he said with a forlorn expression. His cheerful smile waned away, leaving a sad frown. He sublet gazed back at his lover to see if his 'pitiful act' worked.
