Chapter 0305-Shut Up Evil Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

She knew Leon was rehashing the past, but she just grunted, “Childish.”

Childish words came out of his mouth, but Loseweather didn’t shoo him away either, and continued to do her push-ups.

The delicate face was up and down, far and near in Leon’s view, and the silver hair tickled his cheeks lightly, delicately.

Having already practiced yoga for a few hours, a light sheen of fragrant sweat had long since stained Los Vespers’ face.

Silver eyes had been gazing into Leon’s from above, her eyes lazy and rhyming, not sure if she was a little tired or if she was doing this on purpose.

Warm nostrils gently spewed onto Leon’s face, warm and with some of the fresh scent of her mouth.

After a few more moments of doing this, Loseweather’s pace slowed noticeably.

There were even a couple times when her lips had lightly touched the tip of Leon’s nose, but in the end they stiffened back up.

“Just give up when you run out of energy, it’s not like you’re going to lose a piece of meat if you do a few less.” Leon chuckled.

What is the dog man smug about?

If she wanted to stop, Lois Visser could stop anytime she wanted, and it wasn’t like she had a rule about how many she had to do anyway.

The only reason it has lasted this long is that it’s just habitual to fight him.

And he’s gloating on it.

Leon Casmode, three days without a beating you are up in the house, two months without blanching you are high-minded.

Lois Visser stopped suddenly, elbows propped up on the yoga mat, her pretty face coming close to Leon’s, eyes meeting eyes, breaths smelling each other.

Leon’s smile snapped and, sensing something was wrong, he moved quietly out of the room.

But it was too late.

Lois Visser reached out and held Leon’s chin so he couldn’t slip out from under his face.

Because it’s a completely reversed position, the chin rest is a smooth motion.

Leon responded to Los Vesper’s gaze, that flirtatious face still looking so pretty even in reverse.

The couple gazed at each other, and a familiar stirring and longing sprang up in their hearts.

Lois Visser held Leon’s chin in one hand and gently tweaked Leon’s fading earlobe with the other.

Feeling the dragonslayer’s slowly quickening breaths, Losweather would smile and

“You’re right hubby, I can’t do it anymore …… I’m going to, take your punishment.”

“Roseweather–“

She didn’t know what he was going to say, anyway, after the kiss.

Kissing in completely opposite positions was something they had never experienced before.