Chapter 0387-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want To Have Any More Kids With You

Leon lay on his back between this vicious dragon’s . Between his legs, the smell of freshly applied sunscreen wafted into his nostrils, interspersed with a faintly salty odor.

Mmm, the smell of the ocean.

“Convinced?” Lois Visser cupped his cheeks with both hands and made him look up at herself.

Leon’s shoulders were forced to carry her legs and his mouth was pinched in an “o” shape by the soft flesh of her thighs, but his answer was.

“Unsubmissive! I, Kasmode, have never said the word ‘submit’ in my life, little evil dragon, do you think that a scissor kick will make me submit to you! Ridiculous!”

“Dragon~stripe~activated!”

“Served and served and served and served~”

He patted Loseweather’s thigh, a gesture that in various fighting matches signaled submission.

Losweather grunted coldly, which released Leon.

Leon stood up and rubbed his face, which had been spoiled by his thighs, with the residual warmth from between Losweather’s legs and a faint smell of sunscreen.

He wiped his face haphazardly, trying to wipe off the sticky sunscreen.

“Wipe it off for what? That’s sunburn prevention.” Lois Visser said.

“A walnut caught in a door won’t replenish your brain, and the sunscreen you put on your legs won’t protect you from the sun’s rays.”

“Yo, so good at rhyming, I bet you must have gotten a high grade on your paper when you graduated from Dragon Slayer Academy back in the day?”

Leon slapped his face and reclined back into his beach chair before picking up Kouki, “That’s bound to happen, and I’ve got a very original choice of topic for my thesis.”

“What selection?”

“What Do You Do When a She-Dragon Insists on Being Your Wife”.”

Loseweather rolled her eyes breathlessly, knowing he was babbling again.

But if it was anyone else, talking to her Silver Dragon Queen in such a tone-deaf manner, she wouldn’t even want to give a single glance.

She didn’t mind spending time and breath with Leon talking about this messy stuff though.

To ask why.

Well, the dragon race has such a long lifespan, it is more or less necessary to waste some of it, otherwise it is idle.

It’s not because the dog man is anything special in her case.

“Me? Obsessed with being your wife? What are you talking about in your sleep?”

“Hey, women, they’re just tough talkers.” Leon shook his head and lamented while teasing Little Light.

Losweather glanced at him, “Hmph, childish.”

After the jostling and fighting was over, the couple began to concentrate on enjoying the coziness of the beach.

The cool, slightly salty sea breeze dissipates the accumulated fatigue and stress into the wind;

Feeling the vastness of the sea, the worries and sorrows of the heart seem to become worthless.

“Speaking of which, human territory should be a long way from the sea, right?”

Leon nodded, “I’ve only seen the ocean once since I was a kid, back when I was marching to war, and I didn’t get to enjoy it.”

In this continent full of magic and miracles, the various races of the