Hearing these gentle, straightforward words from Jasmine that sounded like a confession, Xavier felt a wave of scorching heat suddenly rise from the tip of his tail.
If he could curve his body and turn his head to look right now, he would definitely see his tail turning as red as a boiled shrimp, wouldn't he? No, he immediately realized he was a purebred black dragon; there were absolutely no other miscellaneous colors on his sturdy scales. Therefore, even if his tail was truly turning red from embarrassment, those glossy black scales would hide it perfectly, and no one would discover his fluster.
