Chapter 0033-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

Moune froze for a moment, then shook his head, “No, no, if it’s a family, then there’s one less.”

At those words, Leon’s heart stuttered and the smile on his face suddenly froze.

One family, one less ……

And then recalling the foul-tempered version of Moon he met at noon ……

Well, there’s only one truth!

Leon couldn’t help but swallow.

“So not only did I get a shot in the arm in the first place, but …… a double shot?!”

18 Quickly bring up the eldest daughter!

Leon’s thoughts went back a few days.

That was the first time he went to play with Moune.

In the hallways of the sanctuary, he met a little girl who looked exactly like Moune, except that the little girl had a cold expression on her face and ran away after just one look at Leon.

At noon, he met the “cold version of Mune” again, and this time he and the other party had exchanges, but it is clear that the exchange process is not very pleasant.

Leon thought he had slept himself silly for two years, or that Moune had some kind of split personality.

It turned out not to be …… another daughter?

“So, what you’re saying, Moune, is that you have a sister?”

Mune shook her head, “Not a sister, an elder sister~”

Leon gave a thoughtful oh, then immediately asked for the name of the well-hidden eldest daughter, “And Moune’s sister’s name?”

“Noa~ My sister’s name is Noa~ It’s a resonance of the name of the hero who saved the world in the myths and legends of the dragon race.”

“Noa ……” Leon looked down, savoring the name over and over.

I have to say that Loseweather has a knack for names.

Her oldest daughter has high hopes for her to be like the mythical heroes;

The youngest daughter’s name is pronounced after ‘moon’, the star of the show, the jewel in the palm of her hand.

“Then dad, teach me to write my sister’s name~” said Mune.

“Uh okay, so Daddy will write one first and you imitate it, okay?”

“Yes!”

Leon said, picking up a pen and scribbling Noa’s full name on a blank piece of paper, with all seriousness:

Noa K. Melkwey.

The handwriting is neat, with a flowing stroke and a bit of personal style, which can be fully described as a good handwriting.

That’s certainly a good word.

Leon when he was master boulder crushed chest to the hospital to lie in the three years, only hands and neck can move, lying in bed is too boring he practiced the word, practicing and practicing out.

“Wow~ Daddy writes beautifully~” Mune starred.

Leon grinned, “Mourne will be able to write so beautifully soon.”

“Uh-huh. Well, then, Dad, I can bookmark this.