Chapter 62 Competing for Favor

The game is over, and you all go your separate ways.

Danheng naturally followed you up to the second floor. Before entering, the Pioneers teased Teacher Danheng about the need for restraint.

Before the raccoon could finish speaking, it quickly darted into its room, leaving the latter red-eared and helplessly rubbing its forehead.

There's just no way to deal with her.

You leaned against the doorframe, watching the two interact, your eyes filled with smiles.

"Aren't you coming in?" You opened the door after you'd had your fill of laughing and extended an invitation to him.

Although the dragon blushed with embarrassment, its legs betrayed it and it stepped into your room.

Since you officially got together, your room has become your and his second home.

Although the think tank is nominally owned by Danheng, it is still a public place, and it's not very convenient to do private things there. But in your own room, no one will bother you, making it the perfect place for a date.

Having tasted the forbidden fruit, the little dragon has opened the door to a new world. From time to time, it disguises itself as prey to lure you into taking the initiative, pretending to be half-heartedly resisting before you pounce on it. When you lower your guard, it takes the initiative and pins you down for intimate moments.

Over time, he started leaving some of his personal belongings with you, and you even cleared out half of your wardrobe specifically for him to store his things.

Danheng effortlessly took out a bathrobe and went into the bathroom, while you quickly changed into your pajamas and lay half-reclined on the bed he had made, scrolling through your phone.

After a while, the bed beside you suddenly sank slightly, and the familiar scent of lotus wafted into your nostrils.

"What are you looking at?" he asked as he snuggled into the covers and pressed himself against you.

"I saw some really funny posts, look at this—"

You naturally moved closer to him and shared your interesting experiences with him.

"Following this logic, can I also give you a nickname?" You pondered the content of the post.

“Danheng…DH…” you murmured softly, then suddenly a flash of inspiration struck you, “I’ve got it, how about I call you Egg Yolk?”

You turn your head to look at him, a sly glint in your eyes.

"What a strange name!" Dan Heng asked, puzzled.

"It's a homonym of the first letters of my name. Danheng... egg yolk... it sounds delicious." You calmly explained the origin of your nickname.

"...Fine...call me whatever you want. But don't say this in front of the Trailblazers."

"Don't worry, Teacher Egg Yolk." You gave an OK sign and deliberately called out "Egg Yolk" several times.

"Yes, I'm here..." It only took him five minutes to go from being reluctant at first to accepting the title.

You're a grown-up who's hundreds of years old, yet sometimes you act like a child.

However, it's also quite cute.

That's how a certain dragon convinced himself to unconditionally accept everything about you.

After the teasing, you continue sharing funny stories with him and planning your schedule for tomorrow.

Sesame Crisp, who was originally staying in her little nest, heard your laughter and curiously jumped onto the bed. Taking advantage of her size, she squeezed between you and Danheng and made "Mmm-niu-niu" noises.

Your hand instinctively went to pet the kitten, and you continued your conversation with Danheng.

"Nuomi Tuan misses you too. Shall we go see it tomorrow?"

Not to be outdone, Danheng took out another kitten to tempt you.

"Okay, that's perfect, I'd like to see it too."

"Yes, it will be very happy that you can come."

"Mmm, mmm..." Sesame Crisp quickly let out a dissatisfied meow when it heard its owner was going to see other cats.

You quickly stroked the frizzy Sesame Crisp's fur, telling it that it was your favorite kitten.

"Meow~" The kitten wagged its tail contentedly and rubbed its face against your palm, making your palm tickle.

Dan Heng felt a little jealous, but he didn't show it on his face.

The kitten, having gotten a good deal, became arrogant and brazenly squeezed between you and Danheng, physically separating you with its small body, while burying itself in your chest and falling fast asleep.

Isn't this cat incredibly intelligent?

Considering the great significance this cat holds for you, Danheng hesitated and did not throw it out.

...

When you wake up the next day, the sesame brittle in your arms is gone, replaced by Danheng, who is sleeping soundly against your chest.

This dragon has somehow taken over the sesame tart's spot, burying its head in the crook of your neck, its hot breath spraying directly onto your chest.

At the same time, his hand rests on your waist, like an insecure child clinging to the only source of warmth.

It's rare to see him so childlike, and you can't help but ruffle his fluffy hair, your heart filled with affection.

His breathing gradually became heavier with your movements, and the hand on his waist unconsciously tightened.

It seems he has already woken up.

You deliberately twist your upper body, pressing your soft breasts right against his lips, and you feel his body stiffen instantly.

Not only that, your fingertips trace an ambiguous curve along his spine, teasing him through his thin pajamas.

"...Stop messing around..." When you repeated it for the second time, the dragon finally dropped his pretense and stopped you.

"I thought someone would continue to pretend to be asleep..." you teased.

"..." A faint blush had already appeared on his face, and he guiltily looked away.

"What about sesame brittle?"

"...It woke up hungry earlier, so I took it to eat. It should be in the observation car now."

"Oh, I thought..." You paused deliberately, waiting for Danheng to press you before slowly beginning, "I thought you threw it away..."

"...I won't do that...I know it's important to you, I won't hurt it..."

He said this with a serious tone, which made you feel soft-hearted.

Even though he's incredibly jealous, he still respects everything about you. How could you not feel heartache for someone like Xiaolong?

You can't help but reach out and cup his face, gently brushing your thumb against his lips.

"Danheng, thank you."

As soon as you finished speaking, you lowered your head and placed a kiss on his lips, a kiss full of love.

Danheng's Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but hug your waist tightly and entwine with you.

After the lovemaking, you held him in your arms, calming your breathing, your heart filled with sweetness.

After all the twists and turns, you still fell into the hands of the same dragon.

"What are you thinking about?" Danheng asked, his voice still lingering with lingering affection, seeing you staring blankly at his face.

"I'm wondering what I would be doing right now if I hadn't met you."

If you hadn't accidentally fallen into the spacetime rift, you wouldn't have met the reincarnated Danfeng in the unfamiliar snowfield, you wouldn't have boarded the Star Train, experienced countless adventures with your family and friends, gradually reconciled with yourself, and used a brand new journey to heal past wounds, allowing you to emerge from the shadow of your deceased husband.

If you hadn't met him, you'd probably be wandering some strange planet right now, righting wrongs. Perhaps you'd encounter a train traveling through the galaxy and brush past your reincarnated lover.

Upon hearing your words, he couldn't help but wonder what the pioneering journey would be like without you.

He will still gain a group of the best friends and family, and embark on the journey of the nameless traveler with them.

Everything seems to be the same as it is now, but if he hadn't met you, he wouldn't have reconciled with his past self so quickly, and he wouldn't have given his body and soul to a stranger so completely...

Fate has linked your destinies together, creating another possibility. In this timeline, you and he go from being speechless at the beginning to becoming one in body and soul, from the most familiar strangers to intimate lovers.

"Danheng, it's so good to have met you." You said, staring into his eyes and enunciating each word clearly.

Me too, meeting you is the greatest luck of my life.

He gently placed a kiss on your forehead and held you even tighter.

How fortunate I am to have met you...