I, I'm not hugging anymore okay!

Chapter 43

Mu Hang frowned and slowly opened his eyes.

It was already light outside the window, and the sunlight stung his eyes, bringing a pain that seemed real.

Mu Hang was slightly stunned, taking a few seconds to realize where he was.

He sat up, sweeping his eyes over the clock on the table.

Pale green numbers flashed against the dark background.

10:45

Mu Hang pressed his hand to his forehead in disbelief.

Yesterday he actually ...... fell asleep reading documents? And slept so late?

For as long as he could remember, Mu Hang had never slept so deeply, and even when resting he remained alert, waking up naturally as soon as he'd gotten enough of the basics of sleep, which almost never happened today.

Mu Hang vaguely remembered fragments of the dream.

He dreamed of dragons.

The massive black dragon looked down at him, a pair of reddish-gold vertical pupils were like dark fires burning at the bottom of an abyss, and the pitch-black dragon scales glistened in the darkness.

Mu Hang knows how powerful it is.

The dragon's flames are capable of melting rock and burning humans to pieces.

The dragon in the darkness looked so majestic and terrifying, with a deadly beauty that seemed to take one's breath away.

They stared at each other in an eternal dead silence.

The dragon moved.

It stretched out its long tail and curled the tip of its thin tail around Mu Hang's waist.

It blinked those golden ruddy eyes and lowered its head, rubbing Mu Hang with its muzzle.

Mu Hang was stunned.

Subconsciously, he reached out and pressed his hand against the dragon's tail that curled around him.

The touch of the dragon's scales was so real, cold, hard, and the edges of the scales were so sharp that he almost had the illusion of being scratched.

But a little further up, it was much softer than expected?

It's almost kind of like human skin.

The dragon's tail shivered, as if trying to retract.

But by some strange chance, Mu Hang tightened his grip, tugging firmly on the tip of his opponent's tail.

The dragon didn't seem to be expecting it either, it froze in its movements and looked down at him dumbfounded.

Mu Hang narrowed his eyes and looked back fixedly.

-Don't try to run.

What a strange dream.

Mu Hang frowned, waving away the images that remained in his mind.

He got out of bed and bent down to pick up the papers scattered on the floor one by one, frowning slightly.

Is one's sleeping position that bad?

*

Shi An was late for the first day of school.

Although Mu Hang apologized to him solemnly, Shi An wasn't much upset because he knew very well that it was his fault.

--He'd be surprised if he wasn't late if he didn't break the spell after sleeping until he woke up naturally.

Shi An sits in the passenger seat, her head hanging low, and gives a small yawn.

Mu Hang saw it with a sharp eye: "What's wrong? Didn't sleep well?"

Shi An shook her head absentmindedly, "...... No la."

He really didn't sleep well.

The temperature of the humanoid pillow is really very suitable, soft and hard, very comfortable to hold, plus again bright and shiny very much in line with his aesthetic, overall Shi An is very satisfied.

--if the other guy hadn't been touching his tail all the time.

The temperature of the human's palm burned hot and incandescent, branding the scales with a sharp sensation that permeated and spread along the texture between the scales, carrying an aggression that was completely impossible to ignore.

It's even groping upwards unconsciously.

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

Every tiny bit of friction brought up between the dragon's scales and the human's palm was like a burst of electricity running through his entire body, causing him to start shivering from his head to his feet to the tip of his tail.

Stop touching ......

He flushed red, the tips of his ears rolling, and let go of the man's waist a little, carefully trying to draw his tail back.

--I'm not going to hug you anymore!

As it turns out, no.

Before Shi An was about to retract his tail, the man who had been sleeping suddenly tightened his grip and caught his tail firmly.

Shi An's back went limp and her whole body curled up.

He was looking suspiciously at Mu Hang's face in the darkness, the other man's eyes were still closed tightly, as if he hadn't woken up from the spell, but the long, rolling palms were still clutching his tail tightly, even squeezing it absently.

Shi An tries to yank a point and gets pulled back two.

By the end of the day, his whole dragon looked like it was cooked, even his toes curled up out of control, his eyes watery and misty, and he shrank back in pity, burying his face into the pillow.

Regret.

Just really regret it.

If he had known it was going to be like this, he would have preferred to sleep by himself ......

Shi An's gut is green with remorse.

At the end of the day, due to the exhaustion of his physical strength, this was when he finally fell into a dazed slumber.

*

The vehicle drove very smoothly, and the hum of mechanical operations was monotonous and low, drowsy to the ear.

Shi An yawned again, blinking away the sleepy tears from the corners of her eyes.

It's hard, trying to sleep.

Mu Hang's low voice rang out in the closed compartment:

"Want to take a nap?"

Shi An's eyes snapped open, reflexively straightening her spine, "No, don't!"

Mu Hang glanced at Shi An suspiciously, seemingly not quite sure why the other party's reaction was suddenly so big.

Shi An stiffly changed the subject, "So, school hasn't arrived yet?"

Mu Hang withdrew his eyes:

"Soon."

Twenty minutes later, the vehicle slowly pulled into the Ableist Academy, and they were let in straight away as they recognized Mu Hang's vehicle.

Mu Hang looked down at the message on his cell phone and drove the vehicle around two corners on campus, stopping in front of one of the odd looking buildings.

Supposed to have class here today?

Shi An thanked him and got out of the car, heading in the direction of the building.

After a minute, Shi An slowly turned her head to Mu Hang, who had been following her since she got out of the car, and spoke up with some uncertainty, "Are you going here too, that ......?"

Mu Hang shook his head with a calm expression, "No, I'm going to see the principal next."

Shi An: "......"

Puzzled, he pointed to the building in front of him, "The principal is here?"

Mu Hang shook his head, "No."

Shi An: "......"

The "D" is the name of the organization that is the most important of all the organizations.

Mu Hang lowered his eyes and gazed at the bewildered teenager in front of him, his fingertips hanging at his side moving slightly.

He suppressed his urge to stroke the other man's hair and said calmly, "I'm the reason for your tardiness this time, so I'll walk you in this time."

Shi An: "......"

He said dryly, "This, this really isn't necessary."

Shi An hadn't been in human society for long, and while he was still a bit lacking in certain areas of common sense, he still knew how much of a showstopper it was to have Mu Hang show up with him on the first day of school, which simply went against the grain of his desire to keep a low profile.

Finally, at Shi An's strong insistence, Mu Hang compromised.

He nodded, "Okay."

Shi An breathed a sigh of relief and walked into the oddly shaped building with her empty book bag.

Inside the building was a huge, separate and spacious hall, somewhat similar to the training ground he had visited at Wang Li's house.

He hadn't been late for anything short of the first class of the school year, which had obviously already begun.

Since all the classes were parallel this time, it was the entire freshman age together this time.

The teacher was a middle-aged man of little height, with gray eyes pressed under eyebrows of the same color, looking gloomy and always chilling one's heart when being stared at dead.

His name is Xu Chengwen, and he teaches a class called Beginning Magic Training Basics.

The most unpopular teacher in the entire first grade due to his bad attitude and frequent malicious attempts to fail students.

Xu Chengwen had a keen eye on Shi An, who had sneaked in from the back of the training ground.

He sneered and said in a raised voice, "Look at that, actually late for the first day of school, those who don't know think they're some kind of genius."

"You, come here." Xu Chengwen pointed to the spot beside her, a clear mockery on her face.

Shi An walked over obediently.

"Yo, let's see, if it isn't Mr. Shi An, I heard that you were famous before you enrolled in school, so that's why you're late on your first day? Huh?"

Xu Chengwen said in a conspiratorial manner.

A snicker swept through the group of students below.

No one didn't know that Shi An was famous because he was a loser with no magical powers who had failed to enroll in school for several years in a row, and only finally got in this year by some unknown means.

"Here, try it."

A hint of mockery swept across Xu Chengwen's eyes as he bent down, picked up one of the balls, and threw it into Shi An's hand.

This was part of the basic training of elementary magic, the test was the amount of magic power, the more magic power injected, the brighter the ball would be.

He said:

"Since you were able to be late on the first day, you should be very confident in your level, right?"

A roar of laughter erupted from the stage.

Everyone's eyes rested on Shi An's body, without a trace of kindness in their eyes, waiting to see the joke.

There was even a freshman who boldly coaxed, saying, "Teacher, you'd better not make things difficult for him, this is probably just a grip ball in his hands!"

The laughter got louder.

"Bang!"

A violent explosion rang out in the spacious training room.

As if on a clear break, the entire training room fell silent.

Shi An was also taken aback.

Ever since he transformed back into his dragon form once, his strength had been somewhat retracted as well.

But ...... why are these people reacting so much?

Shi An blinks blankly, looking down at the control sphere she's crushed in her hand, and then craning her head to look at the dumbfounded group of students, somehow not quite understanding why the room is now filled with silence.

Not a grip ball?

Xu Chengwen's face stiffened.

He didn't realize that Shi An hadn't injected any magic into the ball at all, but had simply tightened his fingers and crushed the ball right out of it.

The ball didn't even light up for a second. It just went to pieces.

And the big question is, how is that possible?

Although the control sphere was used to test control over magic power, as a teaching device, it was capable of withstanding very powerful magical and physical pressures.

What kind of weird power is this?

His brow furrowed as he somewhat roughly snatched the remains of the control ball from Shi An's hands, muttering in a resigned whisper, "There must be something wrong with the equipment ......"

At that moment, Xu Chengwen's cell phone rang, and he looked at Shi An with a grumpy face: "You wait, if I find out what you've done ......"

He sneered, then stepped aside and picked up the phone.

Taking this opportunity, Shi An secretly moved a few steps to Lin Yanming, who was standing in the first row, and asked in a lowered voice:

"Speaking of which, what is this class?"

The schedule was delivered to him, but Shi An didn't even look at it and shoved it directly into his bag.

But again, it's such a big field and a grip ball ......

Shi An thought about it and guessed with some uncertainty:

"Gym class?"

Lin Yanming: "............"

At that moment, Xu Chengwen came back from the phone.

His attitude changed drastically, and he ranted with a kind face, "Aiya, so you were late because you wanted to help Officer Mu's favor, what a good boy, why didn't you say so just now?"

He looked lovingly at Shi An : "Come on, get back in line."

The entire training ground was silent.

"Oh yeah, Officer Mu asked me to tell you to go give him a call after class later and he'll come pick you up." Xu Chengwen said kindly.

Shi An stayed.

His sneaky yawn stopped and froze in place.

The moment I heard the familiar name, the memory of last night revived uncontrollably.

The tips of Shi An's ears reddened, and he shrank back a little less naturally before viciously twisting his head to look at the dragon's tail behind him that he hadn't retracted until now.

Anyway, it's all your fault!

And ...... have to see that human again later ...... Shi An is even more guilty.

Seeming to sense his master's mood, the great dragon's tail drooped and waved listlessly.

--- So when exactly is it going to be taken back?