"Will it choke me if it hits my throat?"
Lin'Er widened her beautiful eyes, looking somewhat scared.
"No, if you really feel uncomfortable, just spit it out, do what you can, if it really doesn't work, I'll handle it myself."
Yang Cheng chuckled wryly, finding Lin'Er incredibly cute.
"I understand, I'll do my best."
Lin'Er nodded obediently and lowered her head to take the dragon head into her mouth again.
Having adapted once, Lin'Er found swallowing less difficult; she opened her mouth as wide as possible, trying to swallow the gigantic thing.
Until she took in two-thirds, Lin'Er stopped, and then she slowly began to move back and forth.
Knowing she was trying her best, Yang Cheng didn't insist but gently stroked her head, speaking softly, "You're doing great, good girl."
Hearing Yang Cheng's child-pacifying tone, Lin'Er put in more effort, going a little deeper.
Wow!
This feels amazing!
