Chapter 0116-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Leon led her to the bathroom, “Wash.”

Lois Visser stood under the showerhead with her arms and tail hanging down as if her body was awake but her soul was still in bed.

It wasn’t until a stream of warmth ran down her face that she came to her senses with a jolt.

“What’s wrong with you Leon? You were up all night last night too, weren’t you? Aren’t you tired? Aren’t you sleepy?”

And answering her was the darkness that suddenly enveloped the bathroom.

Without waiting for Loseweather to react, Leon stepped forward and swept Loseweather into his arms.

Loseweather struggled symbolically, but even symbolically, she could clearly feel the power gap between herself and Leon at this point.

She blushed and snuggled into Leon’s arms.

The two dragon tattoos clung together, and the resonance reaction became even stronger.

“Can’t you let me take a shower in peace?” Lois Visser said.

“No, I’m stressed.”

“You! ……”

This absurd and highly vengeful reasoning was enough to make Loseweather conclude that this guy Leon was deliberately tossing her around!

“Little she-dragon.” Leon’s voice trailed off.

“The little…little she-dragon is calling me?”

Well, well, well, Leon, I called you a puppy, now you’re calling me a little she-dragon, aren’t you?

Well, well, well, you wait for me.

“Wrap your tail around it.” Leon said in a commanding tone.

Loseweather was a bit confused, “Wrap …… to where?”

“On my waist, don’t you just love that.”

“I refuse–“

“Hurry up or I’ll do it myself.”

Lossweather bit her lower lip, unable to do anything about him, so she obediently did as she was told.

However, just after she carefully wrapped her tail around Leon’s waist, Leon used the strength of that wrapping directly to pin her dead against the wall at his mercy.

She tried to let go of her tail, but it was too late.

Loseweather closed her eyes and raised her hand to slap Leon’s back, “You asshole! Slow down ……”

Slow?

Come on, I’m the strongest dragonslayer in the world. Fast is king!

……

After a good fight, Lois Visser changed into a new nightgown and walked out of the bathroom in a daze to the dining room table.

A bad bath, she thought, should always leave her in peace for dinner, right?

She sat down in the chair.

On the table was an exquisite fried rice.

“Hmph, that’s the kind of thing you’ll do for me-“