Chapter 0108-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

Art, on the other hand, has no borders.

Leon didn’t appreciate it too much because he wasn’t very artsy.

And I’m worried that this “art” will cause him to be swayed later, which would be bad.

He hurriedly removed Roseweather’s halter nightgown.

Red-faced, by the pale moonlight, he started at her jaw and neck and slowly wiped downward.

She is usually very clean and takes a bath once a day.

It had been two days since the coma, and Leon had only washed her face and hands and feet, never quite feeling up to scrubbing her body because of that whole male/female thing in the way.

Being honest is a necessity. It’s not the same as scrubbing your body, okay?

If he could, Leon would even like to wear a black and gold chariot to rub this she-dragon’s body.

Because that’s the right flavor.

A dragon slayer should come fully equipped to take on a female dragon! —

It’s actually the fact that when you wear a helmet you don’t have to worry about being seen blushing.

(black and gold chariot: rice bucket!)

Eh, wait–

Leon had a flash of insight.

If you don’t have a helmet, then it’s okay to blindfold yourself with something else yah!

And also that cover-up!

Leon did as he said and found a strip of cloth to cover his eyes.

Moreover, he had practiced blindfolded fighting when he was in the academy in the past, relying on his extremely precise and sensitive sense of touch to take the first place.

So, I guess the “blindfolded massage” is not a problem now.

However, it turns out that being too precise and sensitive in your hands isn’t a good thing either ……

The warm towel brushed against Loseweather’s chest, a completely different touch from the plains to the mountains.

Leon’s face was red through and through, and his hands were shaking slightly.

Even the other senses were sharper as a result of the blindfold.

So acute that it seems to still be hallucinating.

“Master Lay, use some force, the waist is giving me a firm squeeze.”

Not only that, but the blindfold seems to be somewhat translucent.

Vaguely, Leon saw some kind of purple light flickering ……

Definitely not a dragon tattoo bar!

Absolutely not, right?

Eventually, he held his breath and wasted a good deal of courage before he finished wiping down Loseweather’s upper body.

By the time he reached his belly and thighs, Leon was much more relaxed.

It was a whole set, and Leon realized that being blindfolded was much more tiring than having his eyes open.

So, in the “list of life after the retirement of the dragon”, he silently crossed out the “blind massage” plan.

After everything was cleaned up, Leon massaged her hands and feet again to improve circulation.

Eh-eh.