Having placed the wriggling white ball back on the handlebar, Zheng Yichen yawned. The white dragon, which had slept somewhere else the night before, had somehow moved to his side at some point, snoozing against his motorcycle.
In the sunlight, the white dragon's scales reflected a soft glow, and Zheng Yichen couldn't help but stroke them again, still marveling at the baby-smooth texture.
"Aow~ Hah~" As Zheng Yichen gently touched it, the white dragon sleepily lifted its head and yawned widely. Zheng Yichen could see its neat milk teeth—milk teeth presumably, since he remembered Klakauska mentioning that dragons could shed their teeth.
Incidentally, the physique between individuals could also differ.
In Hazy City's world, people could only change their teeth once in a lifetime, whereas in the fire dragon's world, people could regrow their teeth countless times after losing them.
