Chapter 0021-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Mentally sputtering, Leon sat up reluctantly anyway.

After all, Mourne is here, the child is innocent, and he has to work with Roseweather to keep the “family” together.

Sitting up, he raised his eyes to the silver-haired beauty in front of him.

Leon’s eyes, which had been pools of dead water, flashed with a flash of light.

Loseweather shed her usual loose house dress and changed into a formal gown.

The skirt is layered and the jewelry is varied but not overwhelming.

A head of silver hair was coiled behind her head, revealing Lois Visser’s pale swan neck and her slim, straight collarbone.

The long dress was figure-flattering and looked like it was made for her.

The chest puffs were just the right size, wrapped under the tight fabric.

There’s no call for gaudiness, and even less of a stint on the horse.

“Dad.”

“Dad?”

“Dad you’re looking at mom all mesmerized ah hey!”

Mourne’s shout brought Leon back to his senses.

He shook his head, and was about to say “that’s all there is to it”.

But in all fairness, at this time, Los Vespers was definitely considered a top-notch beauty.

“Well …… it looks good.” Finally, Leon gave his assessment.

It was brief, like the myriad of compliments that Loseweather had once heard.

‘good looking’, ‘pretty’ monthly fee group LuJiu4Jiu36I35, ‘absolute face’ ……

Thousand and one.

Lossweather smiled faintly, subconsciously classifying Leon in the same category as those who had once complimented her.

“Uh-huh.”

She responded, turning and about to step away.

“Hey wait a minute.”

Leon suddenly called out to her.

Lois Visser half looked back, “What’s wrong?”

Leon made a tiger’s leap off the bed and walked over to Los Vespers, taking her by the arm and leading her to the mirror.

At Roseweather’s less than surprised gaze, Leon lifted his hand and smoothed the hair around her ears, burying the silver hair that had fallen behind them.

Then he compared the position of the silver crown on top of Los Vesper’s head and adjusted the angle slightly.

“Don’t twist your head around when you walk, try to turn by your waist or the silver crown may be slightly crooked.” Leon instructed.

Lossweather’s pupils moved slightly, and a complex sentiment inexplicably rose in her heart.

Those who had once complimented her had never been able to pick out the deficiencies in her as meticulously as Leon had.

And one just lumped this guy in with those guys ……

“The neckline of the dress is a little low, can …… amount ……”

Leon’s hand gestured at Los Vesper’s chest, but didn’t dare to actually go up and help her lift her collar.

“Uh-huh I understand.”

Lossweather lifted the neckline of her dress herself, “Now can we