Chapter 0880-Shut Up Dragon I Don’t Want to Have Kids With You Anymore

“Don’t stick to those routines, use your head more.”

Deep in the depths of his consciousness, there seemed to be a soft grunt of arrogance from that ‘excellent teacher’.

“Well, what about you-try this!”

After the words fell, Leon directly stretched out his arm, and with the advantage of his arm length and height, he pinched the back of Noa’s collar and lifted her whole body up.

That’s what was said at the beginning, the absolute difference in power.

Any of Noa’s tactics would be quickly breached if Leon played to his strengths a little.

“Then Dad’s welcome, your bell – it’s mine.”

Leon held Noa in one hand and slowly reached for her waist with the other.

Noa struggled twice before realizing she couldn’t make any strength with her legs dangling in the air.

But Daddy’s big, merciless hand was about to take her bells away.

In the moment of crisis, Noa clenched her lower lip and lashed out at her waist, using the inertia of her body swaying back and forth to yo-yo herself slightly.

Then, Noah saw fit to use his tail to hook onto Pops’ arm and forcefully shift the position of his waist.

Leon was also slightly startled.

“Wow, baby, you’re so flexible.”

“There are more flexible ones!”

With that, Noa used Leon’s arm as a pivot point, and with a strong push of her tail, she “pried” her entire body up.

She used Pops’ forearms as a bar and did a clean “belly flop” right on top of them and managed to hang on to Leon’s shoulders.

That was because her old man usually worked out a lot and had well developed arm muscles, otherwise he wouldn’t have been able to support Noa in such a difficult maneuver.

“Dad, I’m going to be a dragon rider.”

“Huh?”

Stepping on Leon’s shoulders, Noah didn’t stop, poking right over and riding Pops’ neck.

It’s like the ‘Dragon Rider’ game that Mourne and Leon used to play.

“But how are you supposed to grab the bell from my waist when you’re riding so high?”

As Leon spoke, one of his hands gently squeezed his daughter’s ankle resting on his chest, fearing that she would fall off if she was unsteady in a moment of intense exercise.

Only to hear Noa give a light laugh and

“Of course it’s …… like this!”

With that, Noah leaned straight back over, hooking his feet under Pops’ arms in a position to hold his body firmly in place.

Then made a very standard downward motion.

Noa’s little head snapped downward, her black and silver hair falling down.

She arrived hanging onto Leon’s back, her hand just barely able to touch the bell at Leon’s waist!

“It’s done!”

A bright flash of light flashed across Noah’s pupils as she reached out toward Pops’ bell.

It’s just a shame that ginger is still hot.

Leon’s direct and firm grip