Chapter 0043-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

The atmosphere crept up to the point where it didn’t feel so awkward.

As the saying goes, the barefoot is not afraid to wear shoes.

It’s already been done. How much more awkward can it get?

Moreover, once this little hand is held, the melon eating dragons beside them are all just focusing on knocking CP and secretly cheering, how can they still have time to chat about whether His Majesty and His Majesty’s husband are just acquainted with each other or not, this kind of gossip?

Leon blushed and coughed twice, still holding someone’s hand, but with his face on the verge of twisting to the other side of the globe, the

“That …… You can let go if you don’t want to hold it.”

Lossweather lowered her eyes, and her delicate face reddened as if a layer of flaming clouds had climbed over it, “No, it’s fine, just hold it like this, so that people don’t gossip.”

“Oh, okay.”

Leon swallowed and glanced twice at Losweather.

Recalling the tone in which she had just warmly discussed with herself the need to get closer, and then looking at this maiden-like shyness at this very moment, Leon could not hold back, and asked that

“You seem extra …… docile today.”

The most Leon could use for a female dragon was the word tender when his mind wandered.

When it comes down to it, “meek” would be more appropriate.

“Yes?”

“Yes.”

Lossweather’s pupils moved slightly, as if she was calculating something.

But such a look was fleeting on her face, and she quickly set that countenance, and resumed her usual grave and cold look of

“It seems you’ve been tamed by me, Dragonslayer, and now that I’m getting along with you properly, you’re out of sorts instead.”

Well, get comfortable.

That’s the flavor!

Leon also put up a fight, ready to mix it up with Loseweather.

“Heh, what’s adapting or not adapting, it’s just a tiger being bullied by a dog.”

Loseweather raised an eyebrow and couldn’t help but squeeze Leon’s hand a little tighter, “Wrong, it’s the tiger falling by the dragon–“

She trailed off deliberately.

The scientific name is “arousing the reader’s interest in reading”;

In the vernacular, it’s called “I won’t say anything, I’m in a hurry to kill you”.

Abbreviation, chapter break.

Leon twisted his head around decidedly, “By a dragon?”

“Ridden by a dragon.”

“Shit.”

Leon rolled his eyes and subconsciously shook off his hand, only to realize that he was still holding it with Loseweather.

It was really quite difficult to shake off the ten fingers that were interpenetrating each other.

But it was the thoughtless fling that made them feel the touch of holding hands more tangible now.

With their palms facing each other, the heat couldn’t escape through the cracks in their palms, and it moved back and forth between their skin, only increasing the temperature between their palms.

Soon, a thin layer of sweat broke out on their palms, refining that skin-to-skin touch.

The movement of the steps tickled their hands, intentionally or unintentionally another they rubbed the palms of each other’s hands.

It was so tingly that it tickled one’s heart.

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