Chapter 0250-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

, but the expression on Ke’s face was a little odd.

Like he was holding back discomfort.

“Moune, is it okay to go to Daddy’s room and get some drinks over here? It’s under the bed, if not check the balcony.” Leon said.

“Yes Daddy!”

Moune jumped off the stool and ran out of the room, wagging his little tail.

Leon had just sensed that there was something wrong with Losweather, but because his daughter was present, he couldn’t ask more questions that would worry her.

That’s why Leon excused himself from Mourne by asking her to get a drink.

And after Mourne closed the door, Loseweather whispered, “I’m going to the restroom.”

After that he got up in a hurry and ran to the restroom, closing the door behind him.

Leon walked to the bathroom door and listened to the sound of flushing coming from inside, and after some thought, he said that

“Hey, I didn’t put any cilantro in the dish I made, why do you still look like you can’t eat it?”

There were obviously softer ways to ask, but Leon opted for the one that seemed more indifferent.

“No…it’s probably just …… an upset stomach.” Roseweather’s voice came from the restroom.

“Wow. …… Okay.”

Lois Visser washed her face, dried it, and opened the bathroom door.

Leon was still standing in the doorway.

The couple subconsciously took a step back at the same time, and then Leon stepped aside, giving Los Vespers room to come out.

Lois Visser nodded slightly and said nothing more as she made her way to the dining room.

But before she could take a step, the Queen felt someone tugging at her monthly fee group of six nine nine nine nine three one three five arm.

Looking back, “What’s wrong?”

Leon opened his mouth to say something, but stopped short.

In the end, it was just a matter of letting go of Loseweather.

Lossweather’s gaze drifted, feeling the lingering warmth of the hand on her small arm, and feigning a bashful tone, “Go on and eat.”

“Uh-huh.”

The couple returned to the table.

Lois Visser looked down at her dinner plate of salsa gratin, teriyaki chicken wings, steak, and so on, and sure enough, still no appetite.

Not only is there no appetite, but it’s even a little …… revolting again.

“Here, you eat.” In her haste, the Queen stood up with her dinner plate and switched it with Leon’s.

Leon was stunned, looking at the overflowing dinner plate and swallowing as if he were on the verge of a disaster, “…… Do I look like I can eat a lot?”

Loseweather propped one hand on the side of her face and smiled playfully, “Better than me, a dragon on a diet, eating more, right?”

“Lose weight? How much do you weigh and you’re losing weight?”

“Last weigh-in was …… around a hundred, I think.”

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