Mu Heng frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

The sky outside the window was already bright, and the sunlight was dazzling, bringing a kind of pain that seemed real and phantom.

Mu Heng startled slightly, and it took a few seconds to realize where he was.

He sat up and scanned the clock on the table.

The light green numbers flickered in the dark background.

10:45

Mu Heng raised his hand and pressed his forehead incredulously.

Yesterday he actually fell asleep while looking at the files? And slept for so long?

Since his own memory, Mu Heng has never slept so deeply. Even when he was resting, he still remained alert. As long as he slept for the most basic sleep time, he would wake up naturally, and a situation like today almost never happened.

Mu Heng vaguely remembered fragments of his dream.

He dreamed of a dragon.

The huge black dragon looked down at him, a pair of red-gold vertical pupils were like a dark fire burning at the bottom of the abyss, and the dark dragon scales gleamed in the darkness.

Mu Heng knew its power.

The dragon flame could melt rocks and burn humans into dust.

The dark dragon looked majestic and terrifying, with a deadly, breathtaking beauty.

They looked at each other in an eternal silence.

The dragon moved.

It stretched out its long tail and wrapped Mu Heng's waist with the tip of its thin tail.

He blinked his golden eyes, lowered his head, and rubbed Mu Heng with his kiss.

Mu Heng was stunned.

He subconsciously stretched out his hand and pressed it on the tail of the dragon that was rolling him.

The touch of the dragon scales was so real, cold and hard, and the edges of the scales are sharp, giving him almost the illusion of being scratched.

However, a little further up, it was much softer than imagined?

It was almost a bit like human skin.

The dragon's tail trembled, as if it wanted to shrink back.

But the ghost made a difference, Mu Heng tightened his palms and firmly grabbed the tip of the opponent's tail.

The dragon didn't seem to expect it either. It moved stiffly and looked down at him blankly.

Mu Heng narrowed his eyes and looked back steadily.

Don't think about running.

What a strange dream.

Mu Heng frowned and brushed away the remaining pictures in his mind.

He got out of bed, bent over, and picked up the documents scattered on the ground one by one, frowning slightly.

Was his sleeping position this bad?

*

Shi An was late for the first day of school.

Although Mu Heng solemnly apologized to him, Shi An was not very angry, because he knew very well that it was his fault.

He only lifted the spell on the other after he woke up naturally. It would have been strange if they werent late.

Shi An sat in the passenger seat, his head lowered, and yawned slightly.

Mu Heng observed it sharply: "What? Didn't sleep well?

Shi Anan shook his head indifferently: Not really

He really didn't sleep well.

The temperature of the humanoid pillow was indeed very suitable, with moderate softness and hardness, and it was very comfortable to hold. In addition, it was shiny and very in line with his aesthetics. Overall, Shi An was very satisfied.

If it weren't for the other party always touching his tail.

The temperature of the human palm was scorching and hot, and the feeling of being branded on the scales was very distinct. It penetrated and spread along the texture between the scales, with a kind of aggression that could not be ignored at all.

He was even groping upward unconsciously.

Shi An never thought that the scales on his tail would be so sensitive.

Every slight friction between the dragon scales and the human palm rushed through his body like a burst of electric current, causing him to tremble from head to toe to the tip of his tail.

Don't touch it anymore

He blushed, the tips of his ears were hot, and he loosened the man's waist a little bit, cautiously trying to pull his tail back.

Ah, can't I stop hugging?

It turns out that he couldntt.

Before Shi An was about to withdraw his tail, the man who had been sleeping suddenly tightened his palm and firmly grasped his tail.

Shi An's waist softened, and his whole body curled up.

He was looking at Mu Heng's face suspiciously. In the dark, the opponent's eyes were still tightly closed, as if he hadn't woken up from the spell, but his slender and hot palms were still tightly clutching his tail, and he even pinched it carelessly.

When Shi An tried to pull it a little, it would be pulled back with double the force.

In the end, his whole dragon body seemed to be ripe, even his toes couldn't help curling up, his eyes were misty, and he shrank pitifully, burying his face in the pillow.

Regret.

He just really regret it.

If he had known it was like this, he would rather sleep by himself

Shi An regretted it so much that his intestines were blue.

In the end, due to the exhaustion of his physical strength, he finally fell into a deep sleep in a daze.

*

The vehicle drove very smoothly, and the humming sound of mechanical operation was monotonous and low, making him drowsy.

Shi An yawned again and blinked the sleepy tears from the corners of his eyes.

He was uncomfortable and wanted to sleep.

Mu Heng's low voice sounded in the closed carriage,

Do you want to sleep for a while?

Shi An opened his eyes abruptly and straightened his back reflexively, "No, no need!

Mu Heng glanced at Shi An suspiciously, as if he didn't know why the other party's reaction was so sudden.

Shi An stiffly changed the subject, "Well, have we arrived yet?

Mu Heng retracted his gaze,

Soon.

Twenty minutes later, the vehicle slowly drove into the Academy. Because they recognized Mu Heng's vehicle, they were admitted directly.

Mu Heng glanced down at the information on his phone, drove the vehicle around two corners in the campus, and stopped in front of one of the strange-looking buildings.

Was his class here today?

After Shi An thanked him, he got out of the car and walked in the direction of the building.