After a brief silence, Yu Zou's face became so red it seemed like blood was about to drip out, and she was so embarrassed she was ready to flee. Motan only realized he was being somewhat improper and quickly looked away. He cleared his throat and said seriously, "I thought you were injured."
For some reason, even though he was speaking the truth, Motan inexplicably felt a bit guilty, although he felt it shouldn't be his issue.
[No, this is definitely your issue!]
Deep within, a cartoon-like Motan with small horns on his head sneered and pointed to the edge of the bed at the half-dragon girl dressed in casual clothes, her face blushing deeply. Silently mouthing the words, he said, [You're craving her body! You're so cheap!]
[Oh, shut up!]
