"...This is all you're going to give me to eat?"

"As long as we don't starve to death, that's fine."

You secretly rolled your eyes where he couldn't see you, then turned and sat down on the stone bed.

You're so hungry, you'd like to have a "stone" to chew on, even if it's just to get some ash off.

For you right now, it's something that brings you joy and peace of mind.

The dragon became extremely interested in your pecking at the stone. He sat on the pile of gold coins, propping his head up and watching you make those comical movements, occasionally letting out a few light laughs of pleasure.

While continuing to eat your bread, you spoke to him in an upbeat tone, "I didn't expect you to have such a wicked sense of humor. Isn't it funny to see me looking so pathetic?"

"I'm just curious, what are you so happy about...?"

"Can't I be happy when I have food?" You continued to work hard, oblivious to the fact that you had nothing to do.

On the bread, whose crust had been softened by saliva, rows of neat teeth marks were left.

Qin Che watched your movements with a leisurely air: "Your easy satisfaction isn't a good thing for nurturing a greedy soul..."

You ignored what he said, and just pinched your chin, which was a little sore from chewing, and asked, "Didn't you bring back any water? I want some water."

Qin Che pulled out two huge red fruits from somewhere.

He tossed one to you and brought the other to his own mouth.

"Tomato! You'd better be chewing on a rock instead of having that!!!"

"Hmm... I guess she looks cuter when she's angry..."

Qin Che seemed quite satisfied with the dramatic effect at the moment, letting out a pleasant chuckle.

"boom!"

A dark, indistinct object slammed straight into Long Jingzhi's face.

The laughter didn't disappear; it simply moved elsewhere.

"Hahahaha... You can't blame me for this, who knew you wouldn't dodge... Hahahaha..."

The black bread landed on the gold coins with a crisp sound.

The laughter stopped abruptly, and you were once again firmly pressed down onto the huge stone bed by Qin Che.

His nose was pressed against yours, his warm breath spraying onto your cheek. He slightly grinned, revealing two fangs among his neat, white teeth that looked especially adorable.

You boldly raise your hand and touch the damp, black breadcrumbs on his cheek, gently wiping them away.

"Um... I wiped it off for you... You're not going to eat me because of this, are you...?" You met his extremely familiar red eyes and said with a playful smile.

"You can still laugh? Aren't you afraid I'll eat you up...?"

"You won't..."

"So sure?"

"You covet my soul, so naturally you won't kill me easily. And now is not the time to devour me, is it?"

The cold, sharp tip of its tail brushes against your neck, and your body tenses up reflexively.

"Looks like you're still afraid of dying..." He gently brushed the back of his hand across your cheek.

"Fear? Of course I'm afraid. Who isn't afraid of death...?"

"If you want to prove you're not lying, then don't try to push my limits."

With his body relaxed, the threat on his neck and the weight on his body disappeared at the same time, and Qin Che lay back down in the comfortable position.

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