Chapter 0005-Shut up Dragon I don’t want to have children with you anymore.

Really baby?

Are you sure your mom will be happy to see me?

She’d be lucky if she didn’t crack my head open and have fun.

While sputtering, Ryan also took this moment when Mourne turned around to see the dragon’s tail behind her.

It wasn’t as thick and long as Los Viceroy’s, but it was so small and cute that one couldn’t help but feel the urge to reach out and touch it.

“Eh wait wait wait, Moune.” Leon retrieved his thoughts and hurriedly pulled the little girl back.

Yet he could clearly feel that the human cub, who looked to be only three or four years old, was incredibly strong.

Even if Leon was weak now that he’d just woken up from his coma, it wasn’t so bad that he could barely pull a child of that size.

It seems that the dragon bloodline is still strong enough to take over the genetic high ground with an unplanned pregnancy.

And the thought that his daughter is a little dragon man …… born with divine power brings an inexplicable sense of pathos to Leon s heart.

The teenager who slayed dragons and ended up being the father of the evil dragon -…

“What’s wrong dad?”

Moune called out to his father in every breath, making Leon a little less than amused.

“Uh …… I’d like to know, how long was I out for in total?”

Mourne blinked her big, pretty eyes, her warm pupils filled with confusion about math and calendars, the

“No, I don’t know yet …… Anyway, I follow my mom to see you every day.”

Moune raised his hand and pointed to the wall clock, “Ten a.m. Mom will come to you at ten a.m., every day.”

Leon turned his head to look.

It’s now nine-fifty.

“Daddy, Daddy, Mommy comes to see you every day, why don’t you smile?” Seeing Leon’s silence, Muon continued to ask.

Leon grinned.

Guess why I’m not smiling?

In ten minutes, his arch-enemy, who hadn’t cultivated a relationship but had cultivated a baby first, was coming to visit him.

How can he laugh?

Leon hurriedly looked around the room to see if there were any cracks in the ground he could get into.

But where was the crack in the floor of this tiny nursery that could accommodate him, a strapping twenty-year-old lad?

He looked around the room at the queen-sized bed, thought for a little while, and wondered, “Why don’t we just keep pretending to be dead?

Leon did what he said he would do and zipped right into the bed in a carp style.

Moune didn’t know why his dad, who had just woken up, was lying back down again, so he had to run to the bedside with his little bare feet and asked, with a curious look on his face, that

“Daddy, won’t you come with me to see Mommy?”

“Shhh, when your mom gets here later, tell her I’m still awake.”

Moune scratched his little head, “Why? Mommy was so hoping you’d wake up!”

“emm because…because Daddy wanted to surprise Mommy, you know?”

“Surprise!”

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