Wren hugged Feng close by as they laid on the green grass. Their newborn Bai Wren was on his chest, snoring away. As for the dragon, he was impossibly close to him and was peering at his child.
"Move back or I'll descale you,"
"What? I'm just looking at my cute master," he mumbled. He rolled onto his stomach and with a hand on his chin he lovingly looked at the little child. "He looks like an angel. I love him so much,"
"Love?!" Wren glared at him intensely. "don't you dare talk about love? If you have any bad intentions will kill you off!"
The dragon pouted. "Why can't I say I love my master? He is very powerful and sweet and cute and…"
"Enough. Stop talking," Feng held up his hand. The dragon stopped chatting immediately.
Wren growled slightly. "can't we ditch him? I don't like the way he looks at our son,"
