Chapter 407: Petting the Silver Dragon King

"Don't be angry, don't be angry..."

On the soft bed, Qin Jian kept poking with his finger the Silver Dragon who was facing him with her back and wings.

"I just really liked how you looked just now..."

The dragon scales on the surface of Na'er, this little Silver Dragon, were not prickly; perhaps, just as she said, the Silver Dragon Spear could only manifest a version of her in her infancy, and the dragon scales were also in a newborn state.

"Don't be angry, okay?"

Qin Jian tugged at her little wings again.

"You... you're boring..."

Truly not knowing what else to say to him, in the end, Na'er only managed to squeeze out this one sentence.

"Yes, yes, yes... I'm boring, I'm boring..."

Qin Jian gently tugged at her little wings, pulling her back in front of him: "Na'er, why did you turn into this appearance? Logically speaking, can't the Silver Dragon Spear turn into whatever appearance you want?"

He casually began stroking her scales; they were soft and supple, with a smooth texture that immediately made him unable to keep his hands off her.

"This is what my true form looks like, why would I need to turn into another appearance?" Na'er asked in confusion.

At the same time, because she was being stroked by Qin Jian, for some reason, a feeling of extreme comfort welled up from the depths of her heart.

The little Silver Dragon couldn't help but squint her eyes.

"Then why don't you turn into your human form?" Qin Jian continued to stroke her silently.

The little Silver Dragon clearly gave him a look as if he were a fool: "I have never taken human form before, how would I know what I look like after transforming?"

"I see..."

Qin Jian was still stroking her: "Then I'll tell you what you look like in my eyes, why don't you try turning into that?"

The little Silver Dragon stood up slightly, her eyes immediately becoming vigilant: "What are you trying to do?"

"Don't look at me like that, I just want to hug the human version of you," Qin Jian said while stroking her.

Having stroked her body enough, he began to tentatively reach toward her head.

He touched it with his finger first, no reaction, so he used his hand...

Ah, it feels so good...

Qin Jian's eyes crinkled into a smile.

"I'm not turning into any human form for you to hug, no, I mean, no matter what I look like, don't even think about hugging me!" Na'er's voice came through.

But the little Silver Dragon was clearly squinting her eyes, looking very comfortable being stroked.

Her body was still very honest...

Qin Jian couldn't help it; he slowly reached his hand under the Silver Dragon's head and scratched her chin...

"Hmm?"

The little Silver Dragon subconsciously raised her neck and squinted her little eyes.

But the next moment, she suddenly turned her head, her eyes staring straight at Qin Jian, and Na'er's voice drifted coldly into Qin Jian's mind: "Qin Jian... what are you doing..."

"Huh? I'm not doing anything?"

Qin Jian retracted his hand as if nothing had happened.

"Were you just petting me?"

Her tone was chilly: "And you were using a technique for petting a cat... are you..."

The little Silver Dragon stood up and pointed her wings at Qin Jian: "Are you... treating me like a pet?!"

The sound of the last few words rose sharply; she was clearly infuriated.

"No... I was just helping you groom your fur... uh... groom your scales, groom your scales," Qin Jian said with a sheepish laugh.

"My scales need grooming?"

The little Silver Dragon squinted at him: "And my chin doesn't seem to need its scales groomed, does it?"

This left Qin Jian with nothing to say...

So he made small talk: "Well, I just remembered that cats really like having their chins scratched, so I was just try... try... eh? Don't hit, don't hit, ouch..."

The little Silver Dragon could no longer suppress her anger; she flapped her little wings and pounced on Qin Jian, her two wings waving repeatedly, slapping his face with a series of *pa-pa* sounds.

"I'll show you treating me like a pet! I'll show you treating me like a pet! I'll beat you to death!"

This was the first time Qin Jian had seen Na'er so lively.

Although she had the body of a little Silver Dragon, the strength she exerted while fussing was truly not small.

However, every time she swiped over, despite the clear gust of wind hitting his face, she would quickly pull back her strength when actually striking him, and in the end, it was no different from a gentle pat.

What a... tsundere... little girl...

A smile flashed in Qin Jian's eyes, but on the surface, he was trading blows with her in the heat of the moment.

After a while, she finally gradually stopped her face-smacking antics.

"Come on, take a break, we can fight again later."

Qin Jian took the opportunity to offer her a way out.

Na'er indeed climbed down, lifted her little Silver Dragon head, turned her body, and said with her back to him: "Hmph, I'll spare you for now."

Qin Jian smiled silently, then reached out and pulled her into his arms.

"You, you, you, what are you doing again?"

Na'er flapped her little wings in a panic.

But this time, Qin Jian ignored her struggles, rolled over, and wrapped her firmly into the quilt with him.

"Let... let me go..."

The little Silver Dragon struggled and protested.

But Qin Jian hugged her even tighter: "Stop fussing, stop fussing, let's just sleep while hugging."

"Sleep... sleep for a while?"

The Silver Dragon tilted her little head: "Why do you have to hold me when you sleep?"

"Because I can only feel at ease when I'm holding you..."

Qin Jian pressed his forehead forward, bumping it against the Silver Dragon's head.

Na'er: "..."

"Then... then you aren't allowed to touch me randomly anymore... otherwise... otherwise I'll turn into the Silver Dragon Spear..." she whispered.

Qin Jian nodded repeatedly: "Alright, alright, alright, no random touching."

Finally, there was no more movement under the quilt...

It was unknown how much time had passed; the setting sun had descended, and the moon had risen to the center of the sky...

"Click."

Suddenly, the faint sound of a door opening rang out, followed by the subtle noise of tiptoeing footsteps.

Under the quilt on the bed, the little Silver Dragon stirred, quietly poked out her little head, and then locked eyes directly with Hu Liena, who had snuck up to the bedside.

Hu Liena: "..."

Na'er: "..."

Looking at the revealing short skirt the little fox was wearing, Na'er knew exactly what this person was here for.

Sneaking a snack; she had seen plenty of that back in Slaughter City.

"Little Spear, please, can you let him be with me tonight?"

Hu Liena was also very familiar with this scene; the only difference was that it used to be a spear and now it was a dragon, but knowing they were the same was enough.

Thus, the little fox pressed her palms together, looking pitiful and on the verge of tears: "I haven't been with him for a whole year..."

A few black lines visibly appeared on the little Silver Dragon's forehead.

It was one thing in Slaughter City, where Qin Jian needed to vent the influence brought by the Killing Aura, so she had let it be.

But the situation was not like that now; she still wanted to run over in the middle of the night and chase her away?

The little Silver Dragon turned her head away and shrank directly back into the quilt.

"Hey, hey, Little Spear, give me some face..." Hu Liena whispered.

The little Silver Dragon simply burrowed into Qin Jian's embrace, ignoring her completely.

"You clearly weren't like this before..."

Hu Liena wrinkled her face and couldn't help but reach out to poke the Silver Dragon's little head.

As a result, the Silver Dragon suddenly raised her head, a pair of dragon eyes locking directly onto her.

For some reason, Hu Liena actually felt a sense of chilling coldness from them.

It was very clear that only Qin Jian could touch her Silver Dragon King head!

I'm not right...

I haven't been able to watch the Douluo anime lately, especially the part where Ning Rongrong and Oscar reunite; I really want to hack Oscar to death, I always feel like Rongrong is mine...

It's over, I'm too deep into the role...

(End of this chapter)