Dragon Girl felt she couldn't lose, especially when it came to her figure.
She had heard of Chang E's fame for beauty.
She might not match her in looks, but she absolutely couldn't lose in figure.
She even gave a little shake.
Sha Chen said, "Alright, stop shaking. Let's go out to eat."
Dragon Girl pouted but obediently followed behind Sha Chen.
When they reached the door, she suddenly faked a stumble and fell into Sha Chen's arms, grabbing his arm.
Dragon Girl batted her pitiful big eyes and said, "Ouch, General, I've twisted my foot. Can you support me?"
Sha Chen said, "I don't have much here, but I have heaps of elixirs for healing injuries. Besides, you're a dragon—a twisted foot? Aren't you being a bit much?"
Saying this, he was about to shake off Dragon Girl's hand. But Dragon Girl clung on tightly, almost hanging onto Sha Chen's arm. And the more Sha Chen struggled, the harder she held on.
"River Lord, please take the seat of honor."
