Under the dim lamp light, the silver little dragon's back scales shone with a faint glow, like a piece of jade that has been dusted and polished after many years, warm and delicate.
It curled up into a ball in Su Junxin's palm, with its tiny head resting on her tiger's mouth, its tail tip gently swaying.
"It's been a long time since I've seen you." Su Junxin gently stroked its chin with her fingertips, watching its expression of enjoyment, she joked, "Why does it feel like you've gained a little weight?"
Hearing the word "fat", Xiaoyou immediately widened its eyes, its small front claws scratching uneasily at its belly.
Well...it does seem to have gotten a bit...fatter...
But it is a dragon, it would never admit to being fat!
With this thought, Xiaoyou immediately straightened up, sucked in its breath, puffed out its belly, lifted its short front claws, and tried to squeeze out two small muscles.
