Chapter 0276-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

With that, Noa closed the bedroom door softly behind her.

And both of them on the bed noticed that their daughters had left the room, but both seemed to pretend they hadn’t noticed as they continued to kiss each other obliviously.

And still holding on to “Silent”.

It felt too heady to stop for long.

For both Leon and Lois Visser knew well that under normal circumstances they could not have enjoyed the sensation of kissing with such abandon and caution.

It’s like secretly reading a novel in class as a teenager, anticipating the plot of the book while having to watch out for the teacher at all times, it’s both tense and exciting;

But when away from the classroom, the feeling evaporates and the novel is never opened again.

Yet you and I both know that the novel is still the same, the content is still the same, only the circumstances in which it is set have changed.

Without the premise of tension and excitement, it is impossible to satisfy people’s deepest desire to “rebel” and “break the rules”.

And they kissed each other, enjoying more than just the intertwining. The tingling sensation of the intertwining. . the tingling sensation of being wrapped up against each other, but also the sense of breaking taboos and rules of backwardness.

It wasn’t until the dragon tattoo flickered eerily and blue arcs of light lit up between their tightly pressed chests that they violently pushed away from each other.

Loseweather flushed red, her brain now a little oxygen-deprived from the long kiss she had just given.

She squinted down hard, shook her head, and rubbed her save points to get a little better.

The same goes for Leon.

When both of them had slowed down, they lay on their sides and looked at each other in silence.

There was no snapping, no flirting, and no stiff upper lip, they just …… stared at each other.

Black and silver eyes intertwined in the night, blazing as if to express their unfulfilled desire for the forbidden kiss they had just shared.

Yet they all knew in their hearts that there was no way they could do it again.

Tonight, that’s it.

Finally, Leon breathed a sigh of relief, “I’m going back to the couch.”

Loseweather didn’t say anything.

Leon turned silently, trying to lift the covers and get out of bed.

But he had only just turned away when Los Vespers pulled the hood of his pajamas from behind.

“What’s the matter? Still afraid of spiders, huh? I’m scaring you, there aren’t any spiders.” Leon said.

There’s no reason for that.

She pulled Leon back for no reason at all.

Why would you do that?

Just now her brain didn’t even have time to react before her hand reached out and squeezed the hood of Leon’s pajamas.

Loseweather bit her lip, wanting to speak.

And Leon mistook her for still worrying about that spider of some sort, in