Chapter 0112-Shut up Dragon I don’t want to have children with you anymore.

“……”

Losweather squeezed two words through her teeth, “Good, drink.”

“Well, if it’s good you drink more.”

Then, another spoonful.

Loseweather dutifully opened her mouth and drank.

And while feeding, Leon’s not forgetting to fill in the blanks.

“Drinking fish soup is a great tonic, you’ve just recovered from a serious illness, you need to drink more so your body can recover faster.”

Loseweather sneered, “Heh, I’d like to recover quickly too.”

“Right, this family can’t live without you, wife.”

After feeding the bowl of fishponds, Leon even thoughtfully wiped the liquid left in the corners of her mouth.

From an angle Mourne couldn’t see, Los Visser lowered her eyes and looked at Leon’s finger before biting down hard on it.

Leon clenched his other fist in pain and froze, not shouting.

Mourne was standing right behind him, and at that angle he couldn’t see Los Vespers biting him.

But I guess the biting trick was the only thing this female dragon could come up with right now.

The only thing that’s hard on your body is your mouth. Wouldn’t it be a waste if you didn’t bite?

After a small retaliation, Lois Visser loosened her mouth, and said, with satisfaction.

“Well, it tastes good.”

Leon snapped and withdrew his fingers, placing them in his jacket pocket and rubbing them quietly.

Damn, dragons have a strong bite!

“As you like, wife.”

Leon put down his bowl of soup and sat a little closer again.

Loseweather panicked, “What are you doing?”

“Why, after sleeping for two days how are you still rusty, wife, I’ll give you a massage ah, relax and unwind.”

“I don’t need you to massage me.”

“Mom, just let Dad press you!”

Mune said excitedly beside him, “The past two days you were in a coma, it was dad who served you.”

The corners of Lossweather’s mouth twitched slightly, “How did he …… serve me?”

“Just…wash your face and hands and feet ah, and give you a massage, change your clothes-“

“My clothes are also–“

“Hmm?” Moune cocked his head, not understanding why his mom was suddenly so agitated.

Losweather forced herself to calm down, “It’s fine, it’s fine, eh.”

“Come on then, wife, where are you uncomfortable? Let me press you.”

“I’m all over the place.”

“Then I’ll press you all over.”

Leon fist-pumped and leapt to his feet.

Losvesser second goat, “Stop stop stop, I…I suddenly comfortable, is …… just a little numb feet, you help me press my feet.”

“Okay.”

Leon came to the end of the bed, lifted the corner of the quilt, and cupped the tender foot of Los Viceroy, pressing it up gently.

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