Chapter 0265-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Yeah, well, good for you dragon slayer.

Is it because it feels a little strange to be cold for a change?

Or is it a little too monotonous to tickle your heart?

Losweather gently cupped Leon’s chin, the side of her own face lolling against Leon’s shoulder, her nostrils surging into his ear, warm and tingly.

“What’s going on with your best friend who doesn’t seem to be awake, Dragonslayer?”

Leon glanced at her and grunted coldly, “A mere tail like to break my dao? Dream on!”

“Heh, mouth is as hard as ever. Well well well, since a mere tail isn’t much use, I’ll have to add something else.”

Leon was shocked, what, there were still masters?

Only to see Lois Visser come a little closer again, her soft lips pressing gently against his blazing ear.

The next moment, a tingling, bone-crushing keening touched Leon’s hearing with zero intensity.

As a top tier dragonslayer, one must have a very keen ability to perceive the sound of dragons.

And that keen sense of hearing has helped Leon out of danger on the battlefield many times.

But, a battlefield doesn’t just mean a battlefield of blood and sweat.

As it happened, at the moment, Leon really hated that he didn’t have ears.

Admiring Leon’s appearance, Loseweather smiled in satisfaction, “Do I sound …… good?”

Leon, red-faced and gritting his teeth, glared angrily at Loseweather, “Vile!”

“Where’s the meanness in an arch-enemy fight? It just works.”

Lossweather blushed slightly, her smile flirtatious and seductive, “Judging from your reaction, it’s still quite effective. Then let’s …… continue~”

With the resonance of the dragon tattoos, Roseweather’s “Dragon’s Breath” was not a dry and pretentious one.

That’s a lot of love in there.

And Leon gradually lost himself in the keening.

Loseweather would smile, so then it was time to move on to the next part of the process.

She controlled her tail and was flexible.

Actually, just now she was scaring Leon.

For the tail, the dragons’ control precision is miles high.

xx

Leon: Kitten jailbait? It’s like (? (?) (? (LAUGHS) ) (? ) sense.

11.21 redacted, author left

135 The Queen: refusing to live together after marriage?

After a round, Loseweather sat at her desk, her nightgown slung casually over her body, the spaghetti straps rattling and the fragrant shoulders teasing.

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