Mr. Dragon Knight, the dragon girls are chasing you!

At this moment, in the corridor, Serafina was leaning lazily against a blue stone pillar, arms crossed, quietly waiting for him.

Her full head of silver hair was messy and fluffy, with a few strands sticking up high, still looking disheveled. A small strand of hair was still tangled around her fingertips, clearly indicating that she hadn't had time to straighten it.

Seeing him approach, she raised her chin, a smile playing on her lips that he'd seen countless times but still found infuriating: "So, you've settled the little black dragon in?"

Luo Ye did not answer.

He went straight up to her, grabbed her wrist, opened the door, and led her inside.

"Walk."

Serafina was pulled a couple of steps by him before she finally realized, "...Where are we going?"

"My room." Luo Ye said crisply and decisively without turning her head.

Seraphina abruptly stopped, a hint of panic flashing in her silvery-white eyes for the first time: "Wait, in broad daylight, you wouldn't be thinking of—"

"What's wrong with doing it during the day? Can't we reciprocate during the day?"

"That's not what I meant, you..." Serafina's voice carried a rare hint of panic, and the tips of her ears turned pink at a visible speed.

She had lived for over ten thousand years and experienced countless storms, but she never imagined that one day she would be dragged to a room by a human boy, especially in broad daylight.

"You, you let go first—"

"I won't let go." Luo Ye's attitude was firm, showing no sign of backing down.

"Luo Ye!" Serafina gritted her teeth slightly, her tone filled with embarrassment and annoyance.

"Speak louder." Luo Ye raised an eyebrow, deliberately teasing her.

"Speak louder, so that all the dragons in the dragon's nest can hear it, and so that everyone can see the Silver Dragon King's shy appearance."

Serafina immediately shut her mouth, her silver eyes swirling with embarrassment, anger, and astonishment.

She realized that she seemed to have gone too far.

The heavy stone door slowly closed behind the two of them, cutting off all light and sound from the outside world.

Serafina leaned against the stone wall, her long, silvery-white hair cascading over her shoulders and collarbone, with a few strands sticking up that stood out, shattering her aloof elegance.

Her breathing was a little faster than usual, and her silver eyes, which were always filled with composure and calculation, now reflected the dim light in the room, like moonlight falling on the water, breaking into a shimmering ripple.

"Isn't this inappropriate in broad daylight?" she repeated, her voice still relatively calm, but the composure she had maintained was noticeably wavering.

"Besides, Eluvia is fast asleep next door; what if she's disturbed—"

"Who was it that flirted with me in the bedchamber just now?"

Luo Ye braced himself firmly against the stone wall beside her ear with one hand, forming a perfect wall-slamming pose. He leaned down slightly, his warm breath gently brushing against the messy silver hair on her forehead, causing her hair to sway gently.

"Who was it that came up to me and stole a kiss, and then started flirting with me? Now you're scared? Huh?"

Seraphina blinked her watery eyes, still stubbornly insisting, "So what if it's me?"

"If it's you, then take responsibility."

Luo Ye firmly gripped her waist with his other hand, holding her tightly in his arms, leaving her no room to escape.

The delicate, soft scales of the silver dragon's armor rubbed gently against the snow-white robe, producing a soft, rustling sound, and the ambiguous atmosphere continued to heat up.

"When you were so brazenly groping me just now, didn't you ever think that you'd one day be the one being manipulated?"

Luo Ye lowered his head, his lips almost touching her flushed and burning earlobe, his warm breath enveloping her most sensitive ear, his tone full of teasing and control.

"Or is it that our esteemed Silver Dragon King only knows how to attack and has absolutely no ability to defend? To put it bluntly, he's all offense and no defense, a pushover at heart?"

Serafina's silver eyes widened slightly.

Her lips twitched, as if she wanted to say something witty in retort, but Luo Ye didn't give her the chance.

Warm fingertips once again explored her fluffy, messy silver hair, expertly finding the pair of slender silver dragon horns, pressing the most sensitive roots, gently yet forcefully playing with them.

"No, you..." Serafina's knees buckled instantly, and all her strength drained away once again.

She leaned completely against Luo Ye's chest, her fingertips unconsciously gripping his shirt collar tightly.

"What's wrong with me?" Luo Ye asked knowingly, continuing to circle his fingers around the base of the dragon horn.

He felt the ancient dragon body in his arms sliding down at an extremely slow speed, so he tightened his arms around her waist and lifted her up.

"You did this on purpose..." Serafina bit her lower lip, her voice squeezed out from between her teeth, with a distinct nasal tone and an uncontrollable softness.

Her silvery-white eyelashes trembled slightly, and a thin blush had crept up the corners of her eyes.

"I did it on purpose, do you like it?" Luo Ye said frankly and self-righteously, grinning mischievously.

As he finished speaking, he leaned down slightly and gently blew a warm breath on the base of her trembling dragon horns.

"Ugh!" Serafina's entire dragon twitched.

The dragon's tail, hidden beneath the silver robe, suddenly burst open, its silver fluffy tip puffing up into a ball and slamming against the stone table beside it, knocking an innocent teacup to the ground.

The teacup bounced twice on the stone slab, making a crisp sound, but surprisingly it didn't break; it rolled to the corner of the wall.

Luo Ye glanced at the rolled-over teacup out of the corner of his eye, then looked at the trembling dragon tail and reddened eyes of the person in his arms, and the triumphant smile on his lips grew even stronger.

"You can't even hold on that long?"

He leaned close to her ear and teased her in a deliberately low voice.

"Where did that domineering aura you had when you threatened to keep me in bed during the soul connection? Where did the Silver Dragon King's majesty go?"

Serafina, panting, looked up and glared at him.

He tried very hard to glare, but it backfired.

Her eyes were red-rimmed, a thin layer of moisture shimmering in her silver eyes, her lips were slightly red from being bitten, and her entire face burned from her forehead to her neck—

Her glaring expression had no intimidating power whatsoever; instead, it made people want to blow on her again to see if she would simply turn into a puddle of moonlight.

"You wait," she spat out through gritted teeth, her voice hoarse and soft, utterly lacking in power.

"Once I recover, I'll make you regret it."

"Shall we talk when you've calmed down?" Luo Ye gently pressed his forehead against hers, their noses touched, their breaths mingled, and his lips lightly brushed against the corner of hers.

"Your Majesty, Silver Dragon King, it's my turn to attack, and you're on defense. Just stay put and don't move."

He pronounced the word "shou" very lightly, but the wickedness in his tone was no longer concealed.

Serafina's pupils contracted slightly, and she wanted to say something harsh to regain the upper hand, but Luo Ye had already lowered his head and sealed her slightly parted lips with his.

Fine, silvery-white moonlight spiritual energy overflowed from their intertwined lips, turning into stardust in the dim air—a scene both beautiful and ambiguous.

Luo Ye's palm slid down her back...