The door met its heroic end on the spot.
The young dragon saw things she wasn't supposed to at her age and was eventually sent away by Zheng Yichen. After waiting for a few minutes, Zheng Yichen, who had hastily dressed, seriously told her that scratching at the door was wrong and to remember to knock next time, as he held her small claw.
And the young white dragon only thought about eating delicious food and continuing to sleep.
"It's gained a lot," Zheng Yichen said as he patted Tanshia Firlo's head. It wasn't an illusion; compared to yesterday, Tanshia Firlo had gained at least twenty kilograms.
The satiated young dragon smacked her lips and obediently ran to the sofa, occupying the entire couch and lazily falling asleep.
"Brother Chang Qing!" Lin Yaoyao jumped down from the stairs and lightly landed beside Zheng Yichen.
Zheng Yichen put his hand on the young girl's head, "Why so excited?"
