Chapter 0386-Shut Up Evil Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

Couldn’t help but smile, looking at Los Vespers’ squirmy little face.

“Okay, okay, I know you’re just thinking about me, you’re just embarrassed to say it.”

He duly withdrew his hand.

The whole stiff upper lip thing, I guess, it has its tricks.

A little hardness is good, but a lot of hardness hurts.

The other Silver Dragon Queen had worked hard to wait for him for five days in the mountain forest at that time, it might be a bit ambiguous to say that it was unfailing, but in the final analysis, Lois Visser was still very much in love with the old days, at least she hadn’t really left Leon behind.

So there is absolutely nothing wrong with making appropriate concessions after flirting.

“I didn’t miss you, not at all.”

“Ah well well well well, you didn’t think you didn’t think, it was me who missed you.”

Hearing this, a drop of relief appeared on Losvesser’s taut face.

Still, she didn’t give this dog man a good look, “You miss me? Hmph, this queen doesn’t care about your thinking, go think about your donkey.”

“Tch, what are you talking about, Your Majesty? A donkey is not as good as Your Majesty. I can put sunscreen on Your Majesty, but can I put it on a donkey? That can’t be, it’s just not like that.”

Flowery words.

But useful.

Holding back a smirk from the corner of her mouth, Los Visser stretched her long, white legs out in front of Leon, “Here’s your chance, paint it.”

“Okay.”

Leon took the sunscreen, squeezed a little into his hand and rubbed it in twice before carefully applying it to Losweather’s legs.

Her skin was delicate and tender and cold, like q-tip milk jelly.

The legs were also perfectly shaped, not skinny to the point of being skinny bamboo legs, nor was there an ounce of excess fat, and everywhere her fingertips had touched was just the right amount of flesh.

It’s been less than a month since she gave birth to Kouki, and she’s not back to her pre-pregnancy shape for a while.

But it’s that kind of body that’s perfect, rhyming and sexy.

Lying back against a beach chair with her arms folded over her chest, Losweather watched as the dog man earnestly applied sunscreen to himself and said quietly, “You don’t want to brighten up the dragon tattoos by applying it.”

The implication is, touching this Queen’s leg, don’t give yourself any strange biological . I don’t want you to have any strange biological reactions.

“Ch, how can that be? It’s just your leg, it’s not like you haven’t touched it before.”

The Queen’s pretty face flushed and she muttered, “Nonsense.”

Actually applying sunscreen is a pretty ambiguous thing.

Before Leon, Loseweather never allowed anyone to touch her legs, or waist, or feet, or anything.

These are very sensitive places for her that one.

Not for girls, let alone boys.

In Isha’s words, any male dragon that was interested in Xiao Luo couldn’t get close to her – within five meters.

And when was the first time Leon touched these more intimate and sensitive areas?