Chapter 0396-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

The pretty face with a slight huff eased closer, moving slowly towards Leon.

The slender, white index and middle fingers transformed into a pair of ‘long legs’ that wrapped around Leon’s neck with a playful step little by little over the back of the couch.

Her features looked good in any way, even if her face was expressionless, it was quite a perfect face.

And when trying to seduce her captor into sinking, that rhyme on this perfect face is even more tantalizing.

As for now, it wasn’t just the rhyme that she had anymore, there was a hint of ‘unexplained’ anger.

The scene reminded Leon of when he’d just awakened from a two-year coma, and Los Vespers had often had this same sulky look on her face when she’d forced him to turn in his homework back then.

But now that he’s dreaming back to last season, Master Lay is a chest-beater and not at all vain anymore.

He leaned back against the couch, lowered his eyes to glance down at the homey halter dress on Loseweather, and whirled around and grunted.

“I don’t feel anything at all, Mother Dragon, with that alone, you can’t shake the dao heart of a dragon slayer.”

“Oh? So confident?”

“That’s for sure.”

“And if I change into …… my new swimsuit?”

Leon winked and became even more smug, “Just that one-piece bathing suit that’s all wrapped up tight? Two pounds less fabric and I wouldn’t even think twice about it!”

Lois Visser raised a nice eyebrow, her soft petite body gently crouching on Leon’s chest as she looked up at him, a wicked smile on her lips, and

“Who says I only bought a bathing suit?”

“Huh?”

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12 A tattoo of a generation, a lazy word to match a listening ear

Leon lay in bed, staring blankly at the hotel ceiling.

Ten minutes ago, his identity was no longer the Strongest Dragonslayer, no longer Roseweather’s fake husband, and no longer Noamune and Little Light’s father.

He was an honorable – drowned man.

Leon was barely able to take it calmly after Los Vespers said she had a new bathing suit.

It’s just clothes, something outside the body. How far can you poke xp again?

Wouldn’t it be better to hold back?

A man who can’t even suppress xp is not a good man.

But life is not always what you want it to be.

The bathing suits were just a cover for the lessons that Loseweather wanted to teach him, the real kill shot was always the dragon tattoo on their chests.

Leon had just taken advantage of the reaction of the dragon tattoo after feeling the