Chapter 0144-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

Knock-knock.

The waterbed made a dull thud.

They moved closer toward each other in unison.

The lace of Lois Visser’s muslin nightgown gently scraped against the back of Leon’s hand, and underneath it was her soft body and rising body heat.

Suddenly, a thought flashed through their minds together:

Tonight only.

They looked sideways at each other at the same time.

The moment the black and silver eyes met, no more words were needed.

Leon rose slightly, one hand still clasped with Los Vespers, while the other scrutinized over and wrapped around her fragrant shoulder.

The sexy nightgown slipped off her shoulders, her puffy . Her breasts were half exposed, and the blood was spurting from watching.

Her eyes were slightly downcast, her gaze mesmerizing and seductive.

Even though this was behavior that only occurred when the ambiguity was on top, Loseweather still tried to add her own flirtation to it.

She lifted her long leg and gently rubbed Leon’s calf.

Skin rubbing, delicate and soft.

Then she reached out again, her index finger gently tickling Leon’s chin, while at the same time, her own body slowly stepped back.

The look in his eyes, the look on his face was like, “Go ahead, eat me.”

Loseweather retreated to the innermost side of the bed, having no further retreat.

Leon came up to her, their noses touching, their breaths smelling each other.

The funny thing was that they knew exactly what was going to happen next, but the dragon tattoo didn’t react at all.

In the end, dragon tattoos are just a form of magic used to spice things up.

When both parties have the purest appreciation and desire for each other, everything will fall into place even without a dragon tattoo.

Loseweather at night is beautiful.

She closed her eyes and met them.

Leon also responded to Losweather without flinching.

But the moment their lips lightly touched, a small black bauble suddenly fell onto Los Vespers’ arm.

“Ah! –“

Again, Leon didn’t react, and there was already a small silver head in his arms.

She gripped Leon’s shoulders tightly and buried her head in his arms.

Tail.

The tail was once again spooked out as well, wrapping itself around Leon’s waist in a death grip.

Leon calmed his ambiguous upturned heart and patted Losweather’s little head while pinching the spider up then flinging it away.

Again, this spider has a …… strange feel to it.

Leon frowned slightly, “It’s okay it’s okay, it’s lost.”

But how could there be so many spiders in the guest rooms of the Red Dragon Sanctuary?

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