All of this made Pei Gu keep his distance.
"Gugu, why won't you let me hold your hand?"
"Can't."
"Wasn't it always possible before?"
"Not now."
"Why can't we do it now?"
"...It's just not allowed."
The two of them were talking like they were playing a tongue twister. Pei Gu still couldn't quite tell the difference between the three-year-old dragon cub and the current dragon girl An'an, but regardless of whether he could tell the difference or not, holding a child's hand and holding a girl's hand were completely different.
Therefore, Pei Gu was very insistent. Even when An An looked at him with teary eyes and a pitiful expression, thinking that he was being rejected, Pei Gu still insisted on not holding hands.
Hmph, Gu Gu is not cute at all when she becomes stingy.
After Pei Gu walked ahead, An Man, realizing that her attempts to act cute were ineffective, looked at Pei Gu's back and neatly wiped away her tears.
If he doesn't want to be involved, then so be it. Anyway, the path he's on now is wrong, and I won't tell him.
"An'an?"
After walking for a while, he realized that the person behind him hadn't followed. Her name circled on his lips several times before Pei Gu finally called out.
Now you know to look for yourself?
I'm ignoring you, even a little dragon has a temper.
Pei Gu realized that An An was probably upset with him after they had a fight: ...
Why was I even taking her so seriously? Even if we held hands, what difference would it make? Although she seemed very amiable, I knew that An An would hold a grudge even when she was still a tiny, three-headed little girl.
It's the kind of notebook where you write things down and they won't erase them until you correct your mistakes.
Left with no other choice, Pei Gu had to retreat back to An An's side.
Are you still coming or not?
The girl raised her fair and delicate hand.
If Pei Gu were a monk, he would probably be saying to the young woman An'an right now: "Well said, well said, female benefactor, please have some self-respect."
Ahem, sorry, wrong story. Pei Gu isn't a monk, but he's an assassin who adheres to even stricter rules and regulations than a monk.
Left with no other choice, he still grasped the hand of the girl whose fingertips were slightly cool but whose palm was soft.
Having successfully achieved her goal, the girl narrowed her eyes in satisfaction, then lazily followed Pei Gu, holding his hand, as they walked forward like a cat.
Keep going... no, this is the wrong path...
"Go this way."
With a nod, the girl An'an pointed to a more secluded path near them.
"You know the way?"
An An smiled but didn't answer. It wasn't that she knew, anyway, the path they were on wasn't a viable one.
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