Chapter 0277-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Yes then turned to her and looked at her face, and although there was something odd about the expression on her face, Leon continued to take it as a fear of spiders, the

“Then I’ll stay here with you until you fall asleep, and then I’ll go back to-“

“No need to go back.” Lossweather interrupted in a low voice, but the words were lost.

When she finished, she just looked into Leon’s eyes without saying a word.

Leon’s mind moved slightly and he nodded, “Good.”

It was then that Loseweather slowly closed her eyes, her long lashes rooted from top to bottom.

The expression on his face softened, though the fingers pinching the hood of Leon’s pajamas never let go.

Leon squinted at the hat and sighed inwardly, “Looks like we won’t be able to just roll over tonight.”

“Good night…” the Queen’s slender brow was slightly closed, her voice soft and dreamy.

“Good night.” Leon returned.

142 Only pregnant women are allowed to start fires.

Early in the morning, Leon awoke with a start, and when he opened his eyes, he realized that Lois Visser was not at his pillow.

The bed held her light camisole nightgown from last night, and the comforter was still a little warm, so it looked like she should have just gotten up as well.

Leon slowly sat up and lifted the covers off the bed, rubbing his messy hair to go to the bathroom.

As soon as he entered, he saw Lois Visser standing at the sink, brushing her teeth.

She was wearing the pink couple’s nightgown, the zipper on her chest not all the way up, revealing the fullness of her breasts in a hidden way.

The parts of her pajamas used to hold her tail were removed, and her long silver tail stuck straight out from behind her pajamas, with a bit of delicate skin visible at the caudal vertebrae in addition to the root of Loseweather’s tail.

Further down, there was a beautifully curved waist and hip line, like undulating peaks, and even the loose-fitting pajamas couldn’t hide Loseweather’s figure.

She crossed her arms with one hand and cupped her toothbrush in the other, brushing her teeth lazily but rhythmically, toothpaste foam spilling out of the corners of her mouth, her face puffed out in a rather cute manner.

Seeing Leon arrive, Los Visser glanced at him and didn’t say anything, just silently moved to the side to make a little space in front of the sink.

Leon padded over, picked up the toothbrush his daughters had brought over yesterday when they helped move, squeezed on the toothpaste, and began brushing his teeth.

Rustle– Rustle–

He brushes his teeth at a much faster pace and with more toothpaste foam than Lois Visser.

The couple both stared straight at them in the mirror.

Couple’s pajamas, one blue and one pink, standing side by side brushing their teeth, do have a strong cohabiting couple feel to them.

However it’s only on the outside that they look great together, and it’s unlikely that this wronged couple is going to put on any kind of cozy scene early in the morning of the day.

Lois Visser frowned when she saw how fast Leon was brushing his teeth, and naturally, she was not one to be left behind.

Only to see the Queen drop her crossed arms and pick up speed.

Leon’s movements lurched, the she-dragon’s strange desire to win was back, wasn’t it? Brushing your teeth?

Leon rolled his eyes breathlessly, meh, childish! —

Then he himself began to accelerate.

Rustle, rustle, rustle–

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