The next day, six thirty.
Bedroom.
Tingbao was sleeping on the floor. No one knew what it was dreaming about, but its tail moved unconsciously.
Its body size had already reached over five meters, and this flick directly swept towards the tank where Lubao was.
The thick tail with hard scales completely cast a shadow over the entire tank.
Seeing that the tail was about to hit the top of the tank, Lubao inside suddenly opened its eyes, and a visible chill spread outward, quickly freezing Tingbao into an ice sculpture.
"Qingqing..."
Qingbao felt the cold even in its sleep, instinctively pulled the lower half of its body covered in white clouds and draped it over itself.
Yabao didn't feel very cold, just rolled over.
Qiao Sang and Gangbao, chilled by the sudden cold air in the room, almost simultaneously opened their eyes.
Seeing it was Lubao freezing Tingbao and not some intruder, Gangbao closed its eyes again.
