The horns on his head hadn't disappeared, just shrunk proportionally.
Yu An saw a faint blush creep up his cheeks and seemed to understand something.
She deliberately moved closer to Ao Wu, gently grasping his jade-like dragon horns. "What if... I insist on touching them?"
Ao Wu's breathing grew more rapid. He had taken medicine, but he felt even hotter now than when he had the fever.
Dragon Scales appeared at the corners of his eyes, spreading all the way to his horns. If Yu An knew anything about Dragon Beastmen, she would recognize this as a sign of a male's arousal.
Though she didn't know the specifics, seeing the look on Ao Wu's face, she got the gist.
The gentle caress on his horns suddenly stopped. Ao Wu frowned in dissatisfaction. "An'an, why did you stop...?"
Yu An got off him. "Playtime's over. Let's go home."
'If this keeps up,' she thought, 'I might not make it home at all.'
