Chapter 0301-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

What about it, Your Pregnant Majesty?”

After thinking about it, Losweather said, “I want a story, you tell me a story.”

Leon rolled his eyes, “How old are you?”

“Didn’t you just celebrate my birthday a while ago? And this is forgotten?” Lois Visser said, “Two hundred and eighteen.”

“And you know you’re over two hundred years old, huh? It’s not like you’re a kid anymore, so what’s the point of listening to stories.”

“I don’t care, I just want to hear the story.”

“Stop it and go to sleep.”

“I want to hear it I want to hear it I want to hear it!”

Lossweather acted like a child – er, like a little baby dragon? Never mind it didn’t matter – started kicking her legs wildly under the covers, rather like a trick-or-treating fiasco.

And I don’t know if it was intentional or not, but she took the opportunity to kick Leon several times.

Leon had all but retreated to the edge of the king-sized bed, but his ass still couldn’t dodge the bullet.

The Creator gave you long legs to use to wear bunny black silk for your husband, not to use to kick your husband’s ass in bed, asshole.

An ungainly Leon finally spoke up, “Losweather.”

Losweather’s feet stopped at Leon’s waist, “What for? Going to start the story?”

“I’ll put up with you for another, six, months.” Leon gritted his teeth.

Loseweather narrowed her eyes and smiled, “Then you’ll have an attack in six months, now that I’m pregnant and I’m emotionally unstable, you’ll have to put up with me, and don’t forget, that’s what you promised me in the first place.”

One slip of the tongue.

Leon’s understanding of “emotionally unstable” doesn’t seem to be quite the same as Roseweather’s.

He had agreed to her then because he still thought that during the pregnancy she would have all kinds of uncontrollable fits of rage, cursing the sky and the air, and taking all the resentment that had been building up over the past two hundred years out on Leon.

Of course, Leon is also prepared for this, for the sake of the second baby, just endure.

But he never expected that things didn’t seem quite what he expected.

Recently, Rosewether has been making a lot of strange requests to Leon on the grounds that “I’m pregnant and I’m emotionally unstable”.

Including but not limited to:

“I’m going to watch you propose to a carrot, with eggplant as the witness.”

“Leon, Silver Dragon captive, step forward! Five hundred sit-ups, begin!”

“Play rock-paper-scissors with me and the loser has to wash the winner’s feet. Oh yeah, you can only play rock.”

“I don’t want to eat dinner.”

Five minutes later.

“I want a midnight snack.”

“……”

Leon had heard the saying that a pregnancy was a fool’s errand, but he didn’t know that there was a latency period for the fool’s errand.

What a silver dragon queen, she’s on the verge of becoming a silver dragon giant baby now.

How about I give you all my championships and you stop messing with me, please mess with me.