Chapter 0326-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Right and wrong are clear, and I’m not going to be stubborn with you.

“What do you want to eat?”

“Eat dragon meat.”

Loseweather was speechless, she knew Leon was deliberately angry with her.

During the ten months of the pregnancy, the dog man had retreated from his claws and teeth and had taken his role as a good “husband” to fulfill all of Roseweather’s needs as best he could.

And almost never talk back to her.

Now that his youngest daughter was born, his mouth can finally feel a little pain.

But even after all this time without a mix-up, Losweather’s skills were not rusty, and she was seen to return, without slowing down.

“Heh…Constantine’s so big, it’s enough for you to eat for a year, go ahead.”

“I don’t eat dead meat.”

“And you picked on it.”

Losvesser had an upturned head and stuck her tail directly to Leon’s mouth, “It’s live dragon meat, you eat it, you eat it, why don’t you-ah!!!! Bastard you really bite?!”

“You’ve brought it to my mouth, wouldn’t it be rude of me not to take a bite?”

“Ca! S! Mo! De! –I SHARKED YOU!!!”

Second Baby: Wonderful, it was worth the price of admission to see such a great show when I was just born.

……

A few mornings later, it was a beautiful day, and Los Vespers decided to take her little girl out for some sunshine.

Compared to human babies, dragon cubs are more adaptable to the environment, even if they were just born not long ago, they can be carried out for a walk and fresh air.

It was also the first time the little baby had ever left Loseweather’s bedroom, her big eyes full of curiosity about this whole new world.

The couple went to a bench in the backyard and sat down side by side.

The youngest daughter lay on her back in Los Vesper’s lap, that tender little hand gently cupping the strands of Los Vesper’s hair, her soulful eyes glancing at her mother and then at her father before letting out a babyish grunt.

Leon couldn’t understand baby talk, but by the looks of the second baby, he should be pretty happy?

“Speaking of which, how soon can she talk?” Leon asked.

“Young dragons can talk when they are over two months old.” Lossweather paused and added, “Noa was over a month old when she called me mom.”

What an awesome roll king. He’s been rolling since he was a month old or so, right?

Loseweather laid back her youngest daughter and whirled around to look up at Leon, “What about you human children? How long was it before you started talking?”

“The book says eight to twelve months.”

The reason why it’s “in the books” is because Leon has never been a baby daddy to a human baby from scratch, so naturally, he can only learn about it through some popular science books.

Losweather hummed softly in amusement, “Humans are so stupid. What about you? Are you such a genius that you could talk from birth?”