"Yes, yes," one by one, the Beastmen, naive and endearing like excited dogs, crowded eagerly in front of Si Yan.
Those pairs of puppy-dog eyes gazed at her expectantly; to disagree would seem like a crime.
Si Yan let out a gentle sigh.
How demanding!
She couldn't help but stroke the head of the nearest Golden Dragon Beastman, only for her hand to be subtly coiled and drawn back by She Wang's tail. He then squatted down and quietly placed her small hand on his own head.
She Wang felt Si Yan's small hand and was satisfied. When he stood up, his tall stature caused her small hand to slip off, which dissatisfied him. So, his serpent tail coiled around her hand, holding it tight.
In short, touching the head of any other beast was not allowed.
Si Yan let him idly play with her hand.
The Golden Dragons watched She Wang play with their Dragon Princess's hand, their gazes following the movement, each one glaring at She Wang!
How could he play with the Dragon Princess's delicate hand?
