Rub Her Bald First

"Daddy… Daddy… Daddy…"

In a deep sleep, Jiang Lin heard the soft, clingy, and sweet cries…

Slowly, he opened his heavy eyes.

The first thing that caught Jiang Lin's eye was this strange ceiling, and…

"Daddy… is awake… Daddy…"

The pink little dragon girl's two big, bright jewel-like eyes stared at Jiang Lin, twinkling as if dazzling streams of color…

"Wu! Wuwu… wu!"

Before Jiang Lin could react, the little dragon girl's entire body wrapped around Jiang Lin's head, her small tail wagged around, and her soft cheeks happily rubbed against his hair, and for a moment, Jiang Lin felt suffocated.

"Wu…"

Jiang Lin picked up the little dragon girl with his backhand, coming out of his dying flash.

"Daddy?"

The little dragon girl dangling by his collar sucked on her tiny fingers blinked at Jiang Lin.

Looking up at this cute little dragon girl, he saw that the little dragon girl had changed into small clothes. There were two balls on the sides of her head on top of her long white hair, she wore a festive-looking crimson floral dress, and her small feet were wrapped in small white socks.

Placing the little dragon girl on the bed, Jiang Lin tried to prop himself up. The little dragon girl saw this, and stood up and walked to her daddy's side, stretching out her little arms, and trying to support her daddy, her face flushed.

Although the little dragon girl's strength was close to nothing, her eyes glowed with innocence when she saw her daddy sitting up with her help.

"Daddy… Daddy…"

Flinging herself onto daddy's lap, the little dragon girl cried out happily, paddling her arms and legs as if she were swimming.

'This is just… too cute…'

Looking at the little dragon girl in front of him, Jiang Lin wiped his nose, feeling like he was about to get a nosebleed.

'No! Jiang Lin, you have to calm down! This is an ancient dragon race! A true dragon. It's not the same as those flood dragons nowadays. You and she have an irreconcilable hatred for killing her parents!'

But…

Looking at the cute little dragon girl in front of him, Jiang Lin had an amused look in his eyes, and like stroking a cat, he kept rubbing the little dragon girl's head, looking like a pervert…

'Who cares. She can't kill me now anyway, so I'll rub her bald first.'

***

"Young Master Jiang, you're awake. May I come in?"

A quarter of an hour later, just as Jiang Lin was still rubbing the little dragon girl's head, and the little dragon girl was enjoying herself, a somewhat charming and mature voice could be heard from outside the door.

It was then that Jiang Lin remembered that he was in an unfamiliar environment.

"Please come in."

Jiang Lin stopped the movement of his hand, and took his palm off the little dragon girl's head.

Feeling the warm palm move away from her head, the little dragon girl pouted unhappily, took Jiang Lin's thick palm in both small hands, and placed it on her small head before she was beaming with joy again.

The door to the room opened, and a woman in a palace dress walked in slowly with a meal. The moment the woman walked in, a warm breeze automatically closed the door behind her.

The woman was wearing a peony-style palace dress, and had a good figure. If she were holding a cat in her arms, she would be a picture of a beautiful palace maid! She was slender and white, and she also looked like she had high magic power, or at least was at a higher tier than him.

Although he couldn't see her appearance clearly with the white veil on the woman's face, she seemed familiar as if he had seen her before but couldn't remember.

The little dragon girl slightly raised her chin, and looked at her daddy's lustful eyes. The little dragon girl immediately stood up, opened her small arms, put herself in front of daddy to protect him, and had a super fierce look of "no one can approach my daddy."

"Young Master Jiang is getting better."

Placing the meal on the table, the woman bowed.

"Luckily, there were no injuries in the first place." Jiang Lin tried to recall what had happened, but it felt like he just couldn't remember. "Excuse me, lady, where is this place?"

"Black Tortoise City's mayor's residence." The woman smiled softly. "This lady is the mayor of the city, and the reason why Young Master Jiang is in my boudoir is that the Mysterious Trails Mystic Realm collapsed, and I picked up Young Master Jiang. Oh, I forgot to introduce myself. This lady's surname is Luo, and she and your master, Yuni, are close friends."

"Surnamed Luo? Close friends with my master? Sister Luo!"

For a moment, Jiang Lin was relieved and more than a little happy as he dropped the enmity and defenses he harbored.

He was only seven or eight years old when he first transmigrated to this world, and it was still the middle of winter, and he almost froze to death. At that time, a sister surnamed Luo and his master who passed by saved him, but it had been too long; at that time, sister Luo was also wearing a veil, so he naturally didn't remember her.

"Finally, you've remembered."

Luo Qinshang's eyes narrowed happily like two crescent moons as she walked over, and led Jiang Lin up from the bed.

"Come, let sister take a good look at you." Luo Qinshang happily surveyed the big boy in front of her. "Not bad, not bad. Quite sturdy, much sturdier than when I first met you. How's it going in the Sun Moon Sect? Is it okay—if it's not, come to my Black Tortoise City."

"Heh heh heh." Jiang Lin rubbed his nose. "Although life is a bit plain at Twin Pearl Peak, it's quite good, and the people of the Sun Moon Sect are straightforward and talk nicely. I quite like it there, so I won't move."

"You… can't let go of that little girl Yuni, right?" Luo Qinshang flicked Jiang Lin's forehead angrily, and pulled him to sit on the edge of the bed.

The little dragon girl at the side grunted with her mouth pouting. She rammed the little horns on her head into the middle of the two, opening her little arms and hugging her daddy.

"Is this little girl the good luck you got in the mystic realm?"

Luo Qinshang smiled as she tried to touch the little dragon girl's cute head, but was pushed away by the little dragon girl with her underdeveloped dragon horns. After glaring at Luo Qinshang fiercely, the little dragon girl once again took Jiang Lin's palm, and placed it on her head, narrowing her eyes in happiness, and rubbing her head over and over again.

"This… is hard to say…"

Looking at the little girl sitting in his arms and nudging his palm, Jiang Lin was in a somewhat complicated mood.

What kind of good luck was this—what kind of good luck was it to kill him tens of thousands of times, and then prove their dao to ascension…

"Forget it. Let's not talk about this person. Sister Luo, I have to go back to the Sun Moon Sect to report on the quest before I stop by to see my master, or else she'll be anxious to death again."

While speaking, Jiang Lin put the little dragon girl on his head, and cupped his hands in salute.

"Jiang Lin will come back another day to thank Sister Luo for the kindness of rescuing him a second time."

"Wait, don't rush off just yet."

Luo Qinshang stood up and gently lifted Jiang Lin, and from her storage fragrance bag, the woman pulled out a stack of the latest newspapers.

"Sister thinks Little Lin should understand the current situation before moving."