Lan Huaili felt a little regretful after hearing this, but he did not show it on his face and remained polite. He did have something that needed Master Erfa to pass on.
He took out a small transparent bag from the side pocket of his clothes, and the things in the bag made the other insect and the dragon's eyes light up.
A thumb-sized piece of azure fish scale lies quietly in a transparent bag like a work of art. The overhead light shines on it, creating a gorgeous reflection.
Jingxia: It’s so beautiful!
Elfa took it gently with both hands. He did not ask where the scale came from, nor did he put it into the space button. Instead, he placed it in a more hidden pocket inside his lapel.
"I will give it to Pruno as soon as he wakes up." Elfa promised Lan Huaili.
"Thanks"
The two came out of the office and prepared to go to the classroom for the afternoon class. On the way, Lan Huaili felt like she was about to be burned by Jing Xia's gaze.
He turned around and met Jing Xia's sparkling eyes, sighed helplessly, and reached into his pocket again.
"I originally wanted to give it to you when I got home tonight..."
But he really couldn't stand Jing Xia's shining eyes anymore, as if she was going to stuff him into her space button in the next second.
Jing Xia stretched out her hand obediently, with her white and tender palm facing up, and Lan Huaili placed a scale that she had been longing for in her hand.
Bluer, bigger, and better looking than Pruno's!
Jing Xia was like a satisfied kitten, forgetting for a moment that she was a human being. She smiled and rubbed Lan Huaili's cheek.
Lan Huaili didn't think anything was wrong, and touched Jing Xia's head with a kind look in his eyes.
"Plop"
There was a sound of something heavy falling behind them, and they turned around and looked back.
Behind him were the stunned Milje and Herbert, with a pile of mechanical parts scattered on the ground under their feet.
"you……"
"No...it's not what you think."
How should they explain to these two fools that the custom of their own race (whether fish or dragon) to express gratitude to those close to them is to rub their cheeks.
…………
After much persuasion that night, Milje finally dispelled the idea that "his teammates were actually together behind their backs."
Jing Xia returned to the bedroom exhausted and collapsed on the bed for a while under Yi Rui's worried gaze.
Suddenly, a carp flipped over and jumped up. Jing Xia quickly sat on the chair, carefully took out Lan Huaili's scale, and took out a bunch of tools from his space.
Yi Rui stared in amazement at Jing Xia's smooth movements: cleaning - melting - sealing - solidifying - polishing - carving.
Jing Xia skillfully used dragon flame to melt a transparent and solid crystal into liquid, then carefully placed the fish scales in it. After it solidified again, he carved a cartoon fish, Lan Huaili's name and today's time on the crystal.
Yirui: Oo, this is a bit too skilled. I wonder how many similar "figures" Xiaoxia has made before.
Wait, didn’t Xiaoxia also say that she wanted to do something like this the last time she saw Chongyue?
Yirui, who was still in cub form, suddenly had his fur standing up. Did Xiaoxia see that person's eyes and say he wanted to collect him last time?
The Insect King Iriels, who was fearless and even dared to chat with the Emperor, suddenly felt a little creepy and hoped that Jing Xia would not seal him in stone one day.
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