Chapter 0292-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

, “Surprisingly, you don’t fall for it? Good, then it seems the temptation is still not great enough.”

The Queen’s mind moved slightly, and she had another idea, “Eh~ Right, I can put on the bunny girl costume now, and it’ll be a surprise when you wake up tomorrow morning ah.”

As the words left his mouth, Leon felt a tossing in the bed and the scent of the body beside him dissipate.

Followed by the sound of bare feet on the floor.

Then the sound of a closet opening, rummaging through clothes ……

Finally, there was the sound of stockings rubbing against skin.

Did she, did she really go and wear a bunny suit?

Leon swallowed once more.

Though according to what Losweather had just said, he’d be able to see her in her bunny suit in the morning as well.

But whenever a long-lost classic skin returns at 12 midnight, doesn’t everyone squat to rush it?

Is there really any patience to wait until tomorrow morning?

How about…just a quick look?

Just one glance, sneaky, quiet, unnoticed by the she-dragon.

Leon carefully opened his eyes a slit, but there was no sign of Lois Vessel in his narrow line of sight.

It wasn’t by the bed, it wasn’t on the couch, it wasn’t on the dresser.

The room became very quiet at some point as well.

Leon frowned and tried to open his eyes all the way, scanning the room more widely.

Didn’t even see Roseweather.

Hesitating, Leon slowly sat up, “Hmm? Where did this …… go?”

However, in the next second, a bitter cold aura rose steeply behind Leon.

Before he could turn his head, a pair of silver dragon pupils lit up in the darkness, the

“You’re finally awake, old ~gong~”

150 Half-true, half-false

I didn’t see the rabbit girl, but I saw the familiar “mother dragon sitting”.

Loseweather sat on Leon’s waist and stomach, one knee pressed against Leon’s left hand

As for his right hand, she tied it to the bed with the same stocking she had just used.

Though the couple knew in their hearts that a brittle, paper-thin stocking couldn’t resist being torn by the right hand of a top dragonslayer.

But Loseweather really didn’t believe that the dog man would have the cheek to play hardball with her after his little scheme had been foiled.

With her arms wrapped around her chest, the Queen towered over Leon, who was pinned under her legs, and she narrowed her eyes slightly as she said, in a pretentious tone of voice, that

“I’m really so touched and touched… Honey, when you said those words just now, you must have been touched to death yourself, right?”

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