My wife is a dragon.

Chapter 13 The Dragon Smiles

Downstairs in the community.

The rising sun had just appeared, and the morning light in the east was glowing with an orange-yellow glow.

After last night's heavy rain, the streets were clean and I could smell the faint fragrance of mud and grass.

Since Xia Li lives in an old residential area, the supporting facilities here are relatively complete. Even at six in the morning, there are already food trucks waiting outside the community.

Today is a weekday. Except for a very small number of office workers, most people on the street are students carrying backpacks.

Lucia, who was beside Xia Li, was somewhat impressed by the prosperity of human metropolises.

She raised her head and looked around, curious about why the humans here got up so early.

"…because most people have their own missions to accomplish, some are still in the learning stage, and some need to work and earn money."

It was difficult for Xia Li to explain the operating rules of the human world to this silly dragon. It was too troublesome to explain, and the silly dragon might not understand.

"Then what is your mission?" Lucia asked again, tilting her head.

Xia Li was stunned by this question.

Since graduating in June, Xia Li has been waiting for a job. His major is Chinese Language and Literature, and there are roughly two career options for graduates of this major: one is to become a teacher or take the civil service exam, and the other is to do a job that has nothing to do with the major.

Xia Li didn't want to sit in the office every day, so he chose the latter.

The result is... a complete lack of direction in life.

However, these are only temporary. Xia Li plans to let himself be confused for a while, learn self-media, or find a temporary job, just to enrich his social experience. In this regard, Ms. Fang and Lao Xia both expressed their support.

Therefore, Xia Li's current label is indeed a vagrant and a social scrap...

But you can't just tell the truth.

So Xia Li changed his angle and spoke seriously.

"My mission is to suppress you."

Lucia nodded slightly, acknowledging his statement, "As expected of a brave warrior, your mission is great."

"Boss, I want three meat buns... six, six meat buns, two tea eggs, and two cups of soy milk."

Xia Li left Lucia at the street corner and walked to the breakfast stall and shouted.

The owner of this breakfast stall is an old acquaintance of Xia Li. Xia Li basically had breakfast here throughout his college life.

The slightly plump boss picked up the bun deftly, turned around and saw that it was Xia Li. He smiled at first, then was stunned for a moment when he saw the little girl behind Xia Li.

"You haven't been here for several days...are you dating a girlfriend?" Whenever the fat boss smiled, his eyes would be squeezed into slits.

The owner of this breakfast stall not only has a friendly face, but is also a kind person. When he is not busy, he will chat with Xia Li about random things. Sometimes when Xia Li comes late, he will give Xia Li the extra food left in the pot.

"I went traveling a few days ago and just came back."

Xia Li laughed dryly twice, and in order to hide his embarrassment, he chose to nod in acknowledgement.

In this case, the more explanation you give, the worse it gets.

Lucia came out of his house with him, and it was still early in the morning, so it was obvious that the two of them had spent the night at Xia Li's house.

"College classmate? He looks quite young."

The fat boss spoke in a tactful tone. He actually wanted to ask Xia Li's girlfriend whether she was an adult, but he felt it was impolite to ask.

However, the other person did not look very old, at least a little younger than Xia Li, and was also quite small, estimated to be less than 1.6 meters tall. Her face was a standard oval face, paired with round almond eyes, and she looked quite delicate, the kind of lively and pure little girl.

"Well... Uncle, I've given you the money. You go ahead and do your work. I'll take her shopping."

Xia Li had no intention of continuing the conversation with the fat boss. He laughed dryly twice, picked up his breakfast and left.

"Is that human also some great human being?"

Lucia followed the agreement made yesterday and would not run around or speak on her own initiative.

Xia Li asked him to stand there, and she stood there obediently waiting, just like a puppy left by its owner to stand on the curb.

Only when Xia Li came closer did she raise her head and ask the question in her heart.

"No... just an acquaintance I deal with often."

Xia Li opened the steaming bun in his hand. Considering that this dragon had the habit of inhaling storms and was afraid that she would get burned, he decided to let it cool down for a while before giving it to Lucia.

"But I feel like you're quite afraid of him." Lucia glanced back and then at Xia Li.

Why does it feel like Xia Li is afraid of everyone...

It is obvious that heroes have a very high status among humans, and it can even be said that they are second only to one person and above ten thousand people.

How come it becomes so common in a place like 'Earth'?

"You don't understand. This is called being polite."

Xia Li brought the torn bun closer and added, "Similarly, this is also one of the survival tips in this life. You are not in a hurry to learn this now. I will teach you when you have a good foundation. Come and try it."

In fact, at this time Lucia had completely ignored what Xia Li said in the first half of the sentence.

Her brain received only one instruction: taste.

So without any hesitation, Lucia leaned over and took the food from Xia Li's hand in one bite.

The meat buns at this breakfast stall are very big, each one is as big as Xia Li’s palm.

Even though it was torn in half, the bun was still enough to fill Lucia's dragon mouth.

Lucia couldn't swallow it in one bite. The meat filling in the meat bun fell down like beads. She tried to catch it with her hands, shaking her head, and was very busy.

Xia Li ate slowly and leisurely, watching her silently.

Lucia was wearing the same loose turtleneck shirt as yesterday, which made her whole body look hollow, and the cuffs were even long enough to cover the back of her hands.

Her fingers could just barely stick out from her sleeves, and her shoulders were sagging.

It's obviously a shirt, but on Lucia it looks like a skirt.

Watching this scene, Xia Li couldn't help but wonder, what will the scene be like when Lucia recovers her original body shape and can really hold up this dress?
That tall, plump, sharp-eyed, heroic Lucia...

Oh yeah, she also has the long silver hair and crimson eyes that a pureblooded silver dragon should have.

Compared to the dwarf carrot in front of him, the silver dragon queen Lucia in Xia Li's deep memory left a more impressive impression on him.

"good to eat!"

Lucia's eyes lit up, and after a quick glance, she stretched out her hands from her sleeves and held them in front of Xia Li, looking like a faithful believer in the holy church begging for food.

Xia Li put another half bun in her palm.

"Lucia, I'm curious about something."

"You ask!"

Lucia giggled, mumbled something and stuffed most of the bun into her mouth.

Xia Licheng did not lie to her. The food on Earth was indeed good. This chubby little thing tasted fresh and fragrant in her mouth. It was even better than any barbecue she had ever eaten!

"How old are you?"

"Uh-huh?"

Lucia was wondering, and Xia Li quickly added a sentence to avoid causing misunderstanding.

"I mean age."

Lucia hesitated for a while, but decided not to lie: "The age of the dragon race is 100 years old, and I am exactly 100 years old this year.

Oh, if converted into human age, that would be... just turned 18~"

Xia Li listened silently, then broke off half of a meat bun and put it in Lucia's hand.

"You became queen as soon as you came of age?" Xia Li asked.

"Queen?" Lucia still finds this title funny.

"Hey, isn't this the nickname you humans gave me without permission?
What queen or not, I'm just pure blood. The strength of the dragon clan is calculated according to the purity of its bloodline. The purer the blood, the stronger the dragon is, and the more uniform the color of its scales. The dragons with mottled scales that you have seen will be much weaker.

I am a pure silver dragon without a single scale on my body, so you have been calling me the Queen since I was born."

Lucia chewed the bun. If possible, she would like to show Xia Li her beautiful dragon scales.

It’s a pity that all the dragon scales are gone. It makes me sad to think about it.

"So, you're not actually a queen, nor do you have any tribe. You've always been alone?"

As a dragon slayer, Xia Li certainly knew about the dragon tribe's power divisions that Lucia mentioned.

But he had always believed that the Silver Dragon Queen was the ruler of a certain dragon tribe, and even though she was far away from the tribe, she could still command the support of hundreds of people.

But after spending these two days together, Xia Li felt that Lucia was actually very lonely.

She was used to sleeping alone, and even the heaviest rainstorm would not wake her up, because she had no one in her heart to worry about.

"Yeah, I've always been alone... oh no, a dragon."

Lucia didn't understand why Xia Li mentioned this. Only weak dragons on the continent of Aize would choose to live in groups. A pure-blooded silver dragon like her would be self-reliant and live alone as long as she had the ability to fly. This was her nature.

After saying that, Lucia thought for a while, then felt that there was something more to add to her words, so she smiled softly.

“But now it’s different.

Now, I have you by my side... Brave man."

(End of this chapter)