Chapter 0218-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

It was a necessary measure for her to absorb the essence of Leon’s foreign culture, which might otherwise have turned into a “love child” after ten months.

Once that was taken care of, Lois Visser stepped out of the shower and dried herself off, then lay down on the bed and waited quietly for two-thirty to arrive.

……

A few hours passed, and Los Vespers came gingerly to Leon’s bedroom.

He was lying in a wide berth, breathing evenly, as if he were already asleep.

Lossweather went quietly to the bedside and looked at his rigid face through the moonlight pouring in through the window.

“Hmph, even the strongest dragonslayer is still defenseless when he’s asleep.”

Lois Visser looked up at the wall clock.

Two twenty-nine.

She inhaled slowly and exhaled slowly.

Da-da-da-da-da.

The seconds ticked away without slowing, and Los Vespers pinched her own fingers, nervous and excited for that moment to come.

Finally!

Two and a half!

“Leon Casmode, where have you been hiding all my backups of Bunny Girl photos?” Lois Visser asked.

No response.

She waited quietly.

Last time, too, I waited a few seconds after asking before Leon responded.

Yet after ten seconds or so, there was still no response from Leon.

Loseweather frowned slightly, “Leon, where did you hide all the pictures?”

Still, no response.

The fire that had just flared up in Los Viceroy’s heart was instantly doused.

The Master said at first that asking him questions at 2:30 a.m. had a probability of getting his heartfelt words.

It’s just that …… there are probabilities and it doesn’t work every time.

It seems that it was the other day that Loseweather got lucky before she got a shot in the arm and ran into her.

And for this more crucial one today, Lady Luck was not on her side.

A little disappointed, Los Viceroy turned to leave.

But just as he turned around, it was like he suddenly realized something.

She hurriedly looked at Leon again, pursed her lips, and said.

“Leon, take me to where you hid the pictures.”

The master also said at the time that, in addition to the truth, the “dare” will occasionally work.

Holding on to a dead horse, Losweather had to try the trick.

Giving the order, she tensed in anticipation.

Come on. Come on, Leon.