Chapter 151
Chapter 151: Half-Dragon, Half-Human Seduction—Surprised?
Jiang Tea Tea reflexively sucked in her lips and reached up to wipe her mouth.
She wiped nothing.
There was no drool.
Realizing she’d been played, she shot Chong Ming a furious glare. “You’re messing with me?”
A flicker of amusement flashed through his eyes. “I’m not messing with you. I’m just warning you in advance. You don’t have to take it seriously.”
That only made her angrier.
Jiang Tea Tea lunged forward and clamped a hand around his throat. “You bastard. I think you’re looking for death.”
Chong Ming didn’t even blink. Her fingers tightened, magic power surging, and he still looked like he was listening to a casual report. Then he calmly added fuel to the fire.
“Strong grip,” he said, voice even. “Want me to lift my neck so it’s easier for you to choke me?”
Jiang Tea Tea’s knuckles went white.
His neck was covered in scales. She couldn’t crush it. Couldn’t break it.
And even if he didn’t have scales, she still wouldn’t be able to break it.
She was the tea tree clan’s only great demon. Did she not deserve a shred of dignity?
She squeezed harder, kept squeezing, poured in more magic power—
Chong Ming still didn’t turn red or even breathe harder.
Only the tips of his ears flushed.
Jiang Tea Tea was so worked up she didn’t notice. She only felt the humiliation building until it nearly choked her.
In pure frustration, she slapped the dragon tail that had looped around her waist. “Get away from me.”
His tail swished once, then draped across the bed like it belonged there. His expression stayed steady, as if he were watching a cat with its fur standing on end.
“If I get farther,” he said, “you won’t be able to choke me.”
Jiang Tea Tea felt like a mouthful of blood was stuck in her throat—too bitter to swallow, too hot to spit out.
She released his neck and climbed off him, breath tight, face cold.
Chong Ming turned his head slightly, studying her. “Not satisfied? You’re angry?”
It wasn’t just anger. It was that maddening feeling of landing hit after hit on cotton—no resistance, no effect, no payoff.
Jiang Tea Tea didn’t answer. She swung her legs off the bed, intent on ignoring him completely.
“Jiang Tea Tea.”
His voice stopped her mid-step.
She whirled back, ready to unleash everything she hadn’t said, ready to tear into him—
And froze.
Chong Ming had shifted into his half-dragon, half-human form.
His upper body was bare, broad shoulders and tight muscle under warm skin. From the hips down, he was dragon—golden scales gleaming softly in the lamplight as he lay sprawled across the bed. His hair was slightly messy, his gaze deep.
Jiang Tea Tea’s first thought was hunger.
Her second was worse: her heart started racing.
He looked… good.
Too good.
Was she really so desperate for this tonic that as long as he was half naked, she’d feel like she was starving?
Before she could untangle that panic, her lightbrain vibrated sharply.
Jiang Tea Tea jolted back as if she’d been burned. Her heartbeat thudded loud enough to drown out her thoughts.
She forced down two breaths, opened the message, and said without turning fully toward him, “My roommate’s calling me out for barbecue. You sleep. I’m leaving.”
Chong Ming’s eyes darkened.
Her roommate?
Her roommate was still on the training field right now.
Chong Ming started to speak, but Jiang Tea Tea bolted barefoot out of the bedroom like she was afraid he’d grab her and drag her back.
Chong Ming sat up and opened his own lightbrain. He pulled up Sui Xuan Chu’s monitoring feed.
Sure enough—Sui Xuan Chu was still on the training field, getting beaten into a swollen, bruised mess.
Chong Ming’s gaze dropped to a thread of comments beneath a post, and in seconds, the replies flooded in.
“Right, right! Half-human, half-beast form absolutely grabs a female’s attention. That’s how I hooked my mate.”
“My mate only dated me because she wanted to see my half-human, half-beast form. We’ve been married over ten years now and already have cubs. If I make her mad, I just transform, and she stops being angry.”
“Hahaha, same! My fiancée loves it. She makes me transform and crawl into her arms so she can pet me.”
“Is my tail just a tail? No. It’s fluffy romance. Who can reject fluffy romance? Nobody. I’m lying in my mate’s arms right now while typing this.”
“You’re all half-human, half-beast, but I’m the real winner. My wife loves my full beast form. The moment she sees it, she can’t move. You jealous yet? You should be.”
“Show-off.”
“Who are you showing off to, like the rest of us don’t have mates? I chased mine for five years.”
“Five? I chased mine for three and she registered marriage with me. Jealous? Didn’t see that coming?”
“Three years is nothing. Mine was arranged marriage first, love later. I dragged her straight into the nest.”
“Arranged marriage first, love later? That’s the best! New discoveries every day!”
Chong Ming’s eyes paused.
They stayed on those four words—arranged marriage first, love later—longer than they should have.
Meanwhile, Jiang Tea Tea sprinted out of the palace and headed straight for the training field to find Sui Xuan Chu.
Sui Xuan Chu was being beaten half to death. He’d screamed for help in a moment of desperation, never truly expecting she’d come.
She came.
The instant Jiang Tea Tea appeared, the entire training session flipped.
Branches burst from the ground, whipping upward like living spears. The beastfolk trainers—flying-jiao types and avian kinds—were snared, bound, and yanked into the air, dangling high above the field as they struggled.
Sui Xuan Chu stood there with a bloodied, swollen face, staring up at them like he’d just reclaimed his dignity in one breath.
“Sister Tea,” he said hoarsely, “let’s go. Midnight snack.”
Jiang Tea Tea didn’t want to go back to the dorms yet. So after they ate and drank their fill, she followed Sui Xuan Chu straight into the Imperial Palace kitchen like it belonged to them.
Meat sizzled on the grill. Fruit was piled onto plates. Juice was poured like they were hosting a feast.
Sui Xuan Chu pointed at his battered face and started wailing again. “Jiang Tea Tea, do you see this? Do you see how miserable I am? Every day. Every single day.”
“A couple days ago I finally managed to handle three avian beastfolk. Then my uncle added two more flying-jiao dragon beastfolk.”
“I can beat three? Fine. Five can beat me. And once I beat five, he’ll add ten. Add a hundred.”
He slammed his fist on the counter. “What kind of crown prince lives like this?”
Jiang Tea Tea shoved a piece of grilled meat into his mouth. “What do you want? Your family only has you. If your uncle doesn’t train you and trains me instead, then hands me the throne… what, you think that makes sense?”
Sui Xuan Chu chewed hard, swallowed, and stared at her belly with reddening eyes. “Who says my family only has me? Isn’t there one in your belly too?”
Jiang Tea Tea instantly recoiled. “Hey. Hey. The one in my belly has nothing to do with your family. Your uncle can’t lay hands on it, and you definitely can’t.”
Sui Xuan Chu looked like he might actually cry. “You’re so heartless. Can’t you say two nice words to comfort me?”
Jiang Tea Tea spread her hands. “I don’t know how.”
Sui Xuan Chu sucked in a breath through his nose, wounded to the core. Then he launched into his newest grievance.
“Tell me—why are there so few cubs in the gold dragon clan? Why can’t it be like canines? One litter, five. One litter, eight. Or like felines—six at a time.”
He stared at her like she held the answer to the universe. “You—can’t you just have ten at once? Ten. Then my uncle can stop handling state affairs and come raise your cubs instead, make him so busy he never touches the ground. Let him suffer like I do!”