Chapter 40 Teasing the Little Green Dragon

After you've tidied yourself up, you return to the observation car. Danheng is sitting on the sofa reading a book, while Pam is cleaning.

"Passenger, are you feeling better? Pam left you some dinner." The train conductor greeted you warmly as soon as he saw you.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm much better now."

"That's good. Please have a seat. Pam will get you your dinner." The kind-hearted train conductor quickly put aside what he was doing and turned back to the kitchen to serve you your meal.

"...Good evening. Himeko and the others have arrived safely in Pinocchio." In the large space, only you and Danheng remained. After hesitating for a while, Danheng finally started the conversation.

"Mm." You nodded and then sat down at the other end of the sofa.

I opened my phone and was bombarded with 99+ messages.

On March 7th, I shared the scenery of Pinocchio in the group chat and also showed off the gift I bought for you.

Himeko contacted you in the group to let you know she was safe and sound, asking if you were alright.

Danheng replied to Himeko on your behalf, telling everyone that they would take good care of you.

The latest news is the "I'm totally shipping them" meme posted on March 7th.

As you watch the lively chat in the group, you suddenly feel a strong sense of belonging.

The train crew is truly a warm and welcoming family.

"Passenger, dinner is here. Pam specially cooked porridge for you, it's nourishing and good for your stomach."

The train conductor pushes the dining cart to you, places a wide variety of dishes on the table, and tells you to eat more.

"Thank you, conductor."

"It's all Pam's duty." Pam, pleased with the praise, smiled happily and thoughtfully gave you and Danheng some space, not disturbing you any further.

While you're scrolling through your phone and eating Pam's lovingly prepared dinner, Danheng appears to be reading a book, but he can't actually concentrate on a single word.

Your presence is so strong that he can't ignore you.

He secretly glanced at you out of the corner of his eye. You had changed into casual clothes, but your hair was still damp. Water droplets from the ends of your hair dripped onto the hem of your skirt, staining the thin fabric.

The scene from before kept replaying in his mind.

Perhaps you'd just finished showering; your skin was still flushed. A white bath towel wrapped around your body, revealing your collarbone and arms without reservation. Your wet hair cascaded down your back, water droplets trickling down your collarbone and into your towel-covered body, fueling his fantasies.

Already young and impetuous, he was suddenly confronted with a beautiful woman emerging from her bath. How could he not have wild thoughts, especially since you were sitting not far from him at that moment?

Danheng tried desperately to brainwash himself, silently telling himself "Don't think about this," but his reddened ears betrayed him.

"Danheng?"

Hearing his name out of the blue startled him, and he met your concerned gaze guiltily.

"What's wrong with you? You seem distracted."

Looking at the suspicious blush on his face, you quickly guessed what he was thinking.

The way she looked when she first fell in love... was exactly like Danfeng.

You suddenly had a wicked idea and decided to tease this innocent little dragon.

You used the same trick you used to tease Danfeng before, deliberately poking his cheek with your finger, and as you wished, you saw his pupils dilate instantly.

"Are you sick? Why is your face so red?" You pretend not to understand why he's blushing, looking completely innocent.

"...It's too hot here..." The innocent little dragon racked his brains to find an excuse.

He was so close, so close that he could see your trembling eyelashes.

His tail had somehow climbed up your calf and was gently rubbing against your ankle.

You all tacitly allowed his tail to become more and more unruly, and no one spoke up again.

This can't go on.

Overwhelmed with shame and indignation, Dan Heng used his strong willpower to find an excuse to leave the carriage and plunge into the cold bath to try to calm himself down.

You couldn't help but chuckle as you watched him flee in disarray.

Even their way of restraining their emotions is exactly the same.

...

That night, Danheng took a long cold bath to calm his restless body, but he couldn't fall asleep in bed.

This is really bad.

In despair, Danheng got up and started reading obscure and difficult documents, trying to calm himself down in this way.

Meanwhile, you, the one who started this, are fast asleep, completely unaware of the torment that a certain little dragon is enduring.

This trick really worked. Halfway through, Danheng was so sleepy that he couldn't keep his eyes open and fell into a deep sleep.

That night, Danheng had a beautiful dream.

“Mmm, mmm…” Just as he was about to go further, a strange voice interrupted him.

When it opened its eyes, all it saw was an enlarged ball of glutinous rice. Its paws were still pressed against Danheng's face, its innocent eyes fixed on its master.

Danheng didn't know whether he should throw it away or not.

The little guy didn't seem to realize that he had disturbed his owner's sweet dream, and meowed in a daze.

Danheng resignedly got up and casually picked up a piece of clothing to cover Nuomituan.

Feeling guilty, he covered the messy bed with the blanket and went into the bathroom to clean himself.

The sensations in his dream were so real that he felt a little unsatisfied.

If this isn't a dream...

No, what is he thinking?

A man, feeling frustrated and disoriented, cleaned himself up and then washed all the soiled sheets and blankets.

The glutinous rice ball, utterly bewildered, crawled out from under the clothes and slipped into the bathroom to watch its owner washing the sheets, alternating between silly grins and regrets. It couldn't understand what was going on.

Humans are really strange.

After Danheng finished tidying up, he went out of the room to find food. You and Pam were in the kitchen discussing the latest recipes. When you saw him coming over, you greeted him as usual.

Good morning, Danheng.

Hearing your voice and seeing your face, he was reminded of that beautiful dream again.

His Adam's apple bobbed involuntarily. The dragon tried his best to hide his abnormality, hurriedly ordered breakfast, and then fled the scene under the pretext of research, leaving you and Pam staring at each other.

"What's wrong?"

“Pam doesn’t know Pam.” The train conductor shook his head, looking bewildered, indicating that he didn’t know either.

Without giving it much thought, you continued discussing the recipe with Pam, assuming that Danheng was troubled by what happened yesterday.

For an entire day, Danheng locked himself in the think tank, trying his best not to meet with you.

Your inconsistent attitude made you wonder if something was wrong, so you went straight to the think tank and barged in.

As soon as you enter, the glutinous rice ball rolls to your feet and says "Mmm-mmm-mmm" to you.

You reached out and picked it up, petting it as you asked Danheng if it was feeling unwell and why it hadn't come out all day.

Dan Heng had already prepared a flawless excuse, saying that he had been busy compiling the history of galactic customs.

Instead of exposing his lie, you followed his lead and asked him to tell you about the customs of different places.

Fortunately, Danheng has a wealth of knowledge and remains calm in the face of your sudden question, drawing on his knowledge base to explain the customs of various places.

You sit quietly in the chair, holding a rice ball, listening to his explanation, your attention completely focused on his face.

As the saying goes, a man who works hard is the most handsome.

You think Dan Heng is excessively handsome at this moment, talking non-stop.

This face looks good with any hairstyle; it's no wonder it's the face that makes you fall in love at first sight.

You see nothing but affirmation of your own superb aesthetic sense.

It's true that you have to find a good-looking husband; this is a visual feast.

You clearly regarded Danheng as your partner, staring at him with undisguised admiration in your eyes.

Danheng blushed a little from your direct gaze, but didn't interrupt you.

Although he didn't say it, he was still enjoying it.

All your attention was drawn to Danheng, and the little dumpling in your arms let out a dissatisfied whimper.

It wriggled restlessly in your arms, slapping your arm with its paws, trying its best to draw your attention back.

Its trick worked; you abruptly looked away, trying to calm the restless glutinous rice ball.

Once again, the glutinous rice ball interrupted their good time, and Danheng's gaze towards it became increasingly unfriendly.

"Mmm, mmm..." The little guy sensed his owner's anger and burrowed into your arms in fear.

"What's wrong?" You gently stroke its tail, trying to calm it down.

"It must be hungry, let's feed it something." Danheng said as he took out cat food and poured it into a bowl. You then placed the food in front of it and urged it to eat.

Even the most cunning cat can't resist the temptation of delicious food. Nuomituan quickly forgot her previous dissatisfaction and became immersed in the deliciousness.

"Ahem... We were just talking about the Flower Festival, would you like to continue listening?"

"OK."

You returned to your previous seat, listening to the explanation while staring at Danheng's handsome face.

This face looks very friendly.

This idea suddenly popped into your head, and you thought about finding an opportunity to put it into practice.

And so, each with their own thoughts, neither dared to break the ambiguous atmosphere...