Chapter 0047-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

The limbs ached to the point of soreness, and the bones clicked with the slightest movement.

It’s like having all the bones in your body broken and then reattached.

He gritted his teeth against the pain and sat up, leaning against the cold wall behind him.

Looking up and forward, Los Vesper seemed to have just eased out of her exhaustion as well, and was standing there methodically dressing.

The light of the dragon tattoo was like a bonfire at the break of dawn, flickering twice before still going out.

After getting dressed, Lossweather put the black and gold chariot parts scattered aside one by one back into the box she had just put them in.

She held it lightly and moved very carefully.

After placing the case back in its original position, Los Visser walked slowly over to a spot about three meters in front of Leon and slowly sat down against the side of the display.

The Queen also looked tired, the flush on her face still not completely gone, her tail resting feebly in her hands, her long silver hair slightly disheveled.

The back of Leon’s head rested against the cool stone wall, and even though his eyelids were heavy as hell, he responded to Losweather’s gaze.

The atmosphere between the two was subtle, as if the rapturous clouds and rain they had just experienced had not existed at all.

“I’d like to rest a bit before heading back.” Leon said.

“Uh-huh.”

Her voice sounded a little husky.

I think I just played too much and lost my voice.

Leon looked at her tired appearance and sensed that her mood seemed a little low as well.

Leon had already discovered this through several “contacts”.

But when you think about it, that’s normal.

Because in humiliating Leon in this way, she’s destroying her own bottom line and her own heart.

The thrill of revenge exists only in the moment, not afterward.

But Leon didn’t take it upon himself to ask or care about Loseweather either.

Anyway, in a few minutes she’ll be fine, and she’ll be back to being the high strung, dark, silver dragon queen again.

Leon leaned back against the wall, head down, in silence.

Sasha–

Again, the sound of clothing rubbing against skin.

Leon looked up when he thought that Loseweather was getting up to leave.

I hadn t thought about it, but Lois Vessel crawled toward him …… a little bit.

She touched the ground with her palms and knees, her tail resting casually behind her, pretending to be careful as she crept closer to Leon, even though she had clearly been seen by him.

Like a cautious and mischievous kitty cat.

Leon pursed his lips and scowled, “What are you doing?”

She crawled over to Leon, propped one hand on his thigh and gently hooked his chin with the other.

The tips of their noses were close, as close as they’d been when they’d almost kissed each other during the clouds and rain earlier.

At this moment, however, there is no longer that moving gentleness in Losvesser s dragon pupil, but a …… very familiar teasing and playfulness.

As Leon had just thought, the downturn passed, and she turned back into the belabored queen.

Only the Queen said, quietly.

“Leon, this body …… of yours is not what it used to be.”

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