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    And the dragon tattoo on his chest reacted even more violently.

    She didn’t know what specific effect mixing the element of thunder into the reaction of the dragon tattoo would have.

    But the intuitive feeling coming from the body is …… the desire for “reproduction” is stronger than every time before.

    She gripped the sheets underneath her and bit her lower lip, trying to put up one last fight before both of their sanity was annihilated, “No, Leon …… don’t do this.”

    Leon simply raised his hand and sealed his index finger against Los Vesper’s lips.

    The mere act of “silencing” showed that he was in a completely different state than he had just been in.

    That cynical, teasing attitude was interspersed with all this madness and ferocity that one wouldn’t dare to reject.

    “Leon, Leon ……”

    She wanted to say something, but realized that nothing would come out of her mouth.

    It was amazing that Los Vespers didn’t feel a single ounce of anger at being treated in the most disrespectful and offensive way by this man.

    Or even just the opposite.

    She has a little …… more to look forward to.

    “Melkweed, you are beautiful tonight.” The man’s voice was dark and his gaze deep.

    The silver-haired beauty’s pupils trembled, her eyes swirling with mesmerizing affection, with a small amount of surprise and consternation in them.

    “Well, then …… is limited to tonight.”

    The Queen relaxed her tense body slightly.

    A blush crept over her delicate cheeks, and her consciousness was taking a little initiative to cater to the wonderful sensations brought about by the dragon tattoo.

    Boom–

    A thunderclap fell like the whistle of war.

    Inside the house, the woozy sounds were sound;

    Outside the house, the storm was raging and thunder was rolling.

    Torrential rain and thunder were intertwined, and each clap of thunder was accompanied by a more powerful shower.

    The rain slapped hard against the glass with a crisp sound.

    The wind howls and gushes into the crevices, but it turns into ambiguous, sweet-smelling heat.

    It was a continuous rain.

    It doesn’t look like it’s going to stop until tomorrow morning.

    xx

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    34. – Yes.

    Leon woke up from extreme exhaustion.

    Warm sunlight poured in through the window, and there was not the slightest sign of the storm from last night at all.

    Underneath was the soft but messy king-sized bed.

    No.

    Messy doesn’t begin to describe this bed.

    The word that should be used to describe it is “messy”.

    He raised his hand and rubbed his raw temples, but it was such a simple movement of raising his hand that called for his arm joints to make a clicking sound.

    Followed by an explosion of

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