Chapter 0027-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Leon gritted his teeth darkly and didn’t move a muscle.

Losweather’s voice was a little harsher, and her tail, which had just been casually slung behind her, curled up slightly, “I told you to get your hands off me, Leon.”

A good man is not forced to do anything.

Leon slowly loosened his grip.

For her part, Loseweather continued to paddle downward.

Her purpose was the same as Leon thought.

He should have guessed what the she-dragon was going to do when she just put her foot up.

If he knew that, why would he eat dinner?

Just now it would have been better to just take a bite out of it.

I’ve eaten pig’s hooves, cow’s hooves and sheep’s hooves, but I’ve never had dragon’s hooves.

But whatever hoof it is, it’s too late now.

Leon raised his arms and squeezed the sheets behind him.

He tilted his head back and looked up at the ceiling, trying his best to ignore the amazing and wonderful touch.

But it simply can’t be done.

Losweather’s jade zu was warm and soft, and her toes were very flexible.

And she herself seemed to enjoy the alternative play.

“How many dragons’ corpses have you stepped on before to show off your glorious war record?” The Queen asked with a smile.

Leon was silent.

“Hmph, surely you never imagined that you would one day be stomped on by a dragon with your feet?”

“So, how do you feel now?”

“Say, Leon, what, feelings.”

She used her strength slightly.

Leon stifled a grunt of pain, but kept his mouth shut.

“No? Good, then you’ll continue to hold back.”

Leon subconsciously moved his hand.

But as soon as her fingertips touched, they were swatted away by Los Vesper’s tail.

“Keep your hands to yourself, did I let you touch it.”

Leon looked away, not saying a word.

About ten minutes later (harmonized)

Loseweather grimaced, dropping her eyes to look at her jade feet and

“True zang Leon, see, it’s all yours.”

“How can you be so shameless, shouldn’t you cut off my feet to claim credit?”

“Why are you making it so dirty now? Hmm?”

Leon hung his head, the weakness of his body as well as the insult to his dignity made him not want to respond to Los Vespers.

“Don’t think it’s over if you don’t talk, go to the bathroom and bring a tub of hot water and clean me up.”

Gotta.

From a sex maniac to a foot-washing slave. From a tool of lust to a foot-washing slave.

Leon silently stood up, went to the restroom to get a tub of hot water, and brought it back.

“Too hot