Chapter 0240-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

There are lights on.

Holding the full gift box in both hands, Losweather blinked and contemplated for a few moments, then sidestepped and gently pushed the door open with her shoulder, “Leon is you in my room-“

boom~~

The moment she stepped into the house, the lights came on instantly, followed by a muffled sound and a few colorful stripes drifted down onto Los Viceroy’s long silver hair.

Loseweather was slightly startled by the sudden bang, and before she could react, her eyes were blindfolded from behind as well.

It’s Leon.

She was familiar with the feeling of being touched by this guy’s hands.

Moreover, in the entire Silver Dragon Sanctuary, no one but him dared to trespass into her room and blindfold her.

Damn it, where is the power of a captive?

Wow, it wasn’t as if the captives had been allowed to celebrate their birthdays, either, and the thought of it relieved Lothwesser a little.

“Happy birthday, Mother Dragon.” A familiar voice came from behind him.

Loseweather did not struggle, and stood still with her gift in her arms.

Oooh, the dog man, but he really did throw her a birthday party without realizing it?

After a brief moment of euphoria, Loseweather teased, “Perhaps it would be better if you replaced ‘Mother Dragon’ with my name?”

“Next time for sure.”

Loseweather grunted, “So, blindfolding your eyes to say happy birthday is a custom you humans have on your birthdays?”

Leon thought for a moment, “Not really. You go slowly towards the living room now, there’s a surprise waiting for you.”

Loseweather shrugged and took a slow step away.

Leon, meanwhile, stood behind her side, looking down to help her watch her feet.

“Keep your feet up, there’s a step in the foyer.”

“Uh-huh.”

The couple walked slowly into the living room, one after the other.

Loseweather sniffed, and the air smelled like burning candles.

The Queen wonders, candles for birthdays? Is it also a human custom?

And just as she was about to open her mouth to inquire, she smelled another faint ……

“Creamy?!”

Cream.

Lean.

The thought of cream instantly made Loseweather’s entire dragon bad.

The scene of being tortured by a cream puff at the school sports day was fresh in her mind, causing her to want to run at the smell of cream now.

“I know what you’re thinking, but it’s not that what you’re thinking.”

Leon was still blindfolding her, “So, ready? I’m going to let go.”

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