Xiaoyou had been craving that plate of stir-fried beef for a long time; she finally got a chance to indulge and eat her fill. Paying no heed to the remarks about her eating habits, she wolfed down her food ravenously. In the end, she could barely walk due to her bloated belly, so she finally stopped eating.
Qin You propped his chin with one hand, prodded her belly with amusement, and said, "I always imagined that all dragons would be majestic and domineering, just like those in mythological dramas. They'd be dozens of meters long, soaring through the clouds, commanding awe and respect... But I never thought that dragons could be this cute."
As Su Junxin cleared the dishes, she laughed, "Don't underestimate Xiaoyou because of her small size. She's quite capable!"
"Oh? What can she do? Can she create lightning like you? Or spit fire and water?"
Pausing, she raised an eyebrow, "Does she look like she can spit fire to you?"
