Chapter 0210-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Anon: ……

Lois Visser: “Pfft…”

Want to laugh.

But hold back.

Good girl, wait for your father to thank me unless the sun hits the west.

“Well Mune, don’t ask too many questions like that, you’ll understand when you’re older.”

Lois Visser said, “Go play in the backyard with Daddy, be safe, and Mommy has to go to work.”

Mune nodded her head obediently, “Okay, mommy worked hard~”

Loseweather stepped forward and reached out to gently pick at Mourne’s small face before stepping into the Silver Dragon Sanctuary.

Leon also took his youngest daughter to the backyard.

……

After dinner, Leon was sitting at his desk, looking at the last copy of the Bunny pictures in his hand, wondering where to hide them.

The other four copies had been hidden by him in separate places where Loseweather was unlikely to find them.

As for this last one, I really haven’t figured out where to hide it.

As he thought about it, he heard the door lock rattle.

Leon immediately opened the drawer and put the photo in.

The heels stomped on the floor with a crisp, rhythmic sound.

Dressed in a long dress, Los Visser walked into Leon’s room.

Leon glanced at her and asked, “What for? Still going to sleep here at my place tonight?”

Loseweather sat down on the edge of his bed, crossed her legs and smiled, “What, no?”

“Ch, whatever.”

Leon now holds two aces in his hand – a healthy body after a half-month-long hiatus and a collection of bunny girl portraits – and his main strategy is to keep the enemy at bay;

When the enemy moves, I move hard, hard, hard.

Of course, that’s just the ideal.

If this mother dragon gave him the chance, don’t blame him for taking the initiative.

Rothweser smoothed the hair at her temples, looked out the window, and said, offhandedly.

“You didn’t ask me before what else you were talking about in your sleep that night, did you?”

Leon raised an eyebrow and turned from his chair, “What else did I say?”

Loseweather would smile and withdraw her gaze, dropping her eyes and fiddling with her nails.

“You said you like imperial ladies ah …… like black silk ah whatever ……”

Gobble–

Leon swallowed.

Does talking in your own sleep really bring out these unknown xp’s as well?

Is it true that Loseweather didn’t give him some kind of Truth Tranquilizer or some other shit to drink before bed?

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