Shut up, I don't want to have children with you anymore.

"Um...Okay then, Dad, I'll be right back with you when I'm done eating."

Leon nodded, "Okay."

He suddenly discovered that little Mu En was a very sensible girl.

Obviously, I am just a child with some willful thoughts and demands.

But as soon as she hears others talking to her in a nice way, she will immediately lower her standards.

She seemed to dislike causing trouble to others.

Um--

In this respect, she is like her father.

Leon thought proudly.

The maids took Moon away.

Leon also returned to the room with his food.

He didn't sit at the table, but just sat on the floor beside the bed. He opened the lunch box and the aroma filled the air.

I guess he must have specialized in studying the human diet.

Because Leon had heard before that the food of the dragon clan was mainly the meat of various wild beasts and dangerous species, and there were basically no vegetables.

But my dinner has both meat and vegetables, and the combination is pretty good.

Leon breathed a sigh of relief, picked up his fork and started eating dinner.

After a while, the door opened.

Leon leaned over the bed, thinking it was Moon who came back.

But what he saw was a pair of silver high heels.

Immediately, the smile on the old father's face disappeared.

He retracted his head and continued to pick up the unfinished food in the lunch box.

Rossweisse took off the silver crown on her head and put it aside.

Then she took off her necklace, earrings and other jewelry one by one.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Leon sitting on the floor, eating by the bed, and was slightly startled, but he didn't say anything.

She moved a chair and sat in front of Leon, then crossed her long legs, leaned against the back of the chair, and looked down at Leon.

When she raised her legs, the high heels dangled on her feet, swayed twice, and fell to the ground with a thud.

Leon held the lunch box and confronted her for a while, but in the end he couldn't stand Rossweisse's condescending, extremely disgusted and contemptuous look and ate the rest of the meal, and simply put the lunch box aside.

"What are you doing?" Leon asked.

"Is it tasty."(

"Not bad."

“When I ask you if it tastes good, answer yes or no, or don’t give me an answer.”)

Leek

This dragoness's temper is like the weather in June, changing at any time.

Leon pursed his lips, not wanting to go against his will for the sake of face, so he had to answer,

"good to eat."

“Is the meat tasty?”

Leon frowned and didn't answer.

Rossweisse sneered, supported her face with one hand, tilted her body slightly, and asked lazily,

"Do you know what kind of meat that is?"

Leon's heart trembled, as if he realized something, and a wave of nausea rushed to his stomach.

Rossweisse looked at him and couldn't hide her smile.

"It's beef. Why can't you taste it?"

"Boring." Leon lowered his head, not wanting to look at her.

But how could Rossweisse let him go so easily?

Now that her daughter is away, she has plenty of ways to torture Leon.

Rossweisse slowly stretched out her foot and gently lifted Leon's chin with the instep, forcing him to look up at her.

From this half-upward perspective, Rossweisse's queenly temperament is simply at its best.

Lazy eyes, playful smile, and a hint of fatigue between the brows.

Unfortunately.

Leon couldn't appreciate it.

He hated it when people stepped on him - no matter how beautiful the feet or their owners were.

"I suddenly remembered that except for that one time in the morning, the dragon pattern didn't react at all the rest of the day."

Rossweisse said calmly, "So, this was the only time you did it on purpose, right?"

Seeing this, Leon stopped being stubborn and said, “You know I did it on purpose, but you’re not angry?”

"Oh, just my anger is not enough to teach you a lesson."

After saying that, Rossweisse exerted a little force, pressed her foot against Leon's neck, and pressed him to the edge of the bed.

Then, her white toes slid along Leon's neck, to his chest, to his abdomen, and then continued down -

Leon reached out and pinched her boneless ankle.

"What are you doing?"

"Not only am I going to get mad, I'm going to start a fire. Take your hands off me."

Leon gritted his teeth secretly and did not move.

Rossweisse's voice became a little stern, and the tail that had just been casually hanging behind her was slightly raised. "I told you to take your hands away, Leon."

A good man does not suffer immediate losses.

Leon slowly loosened his hand.

Rossweisse continued to row downwards.

Her purpose was the same as Leon's.

He should have guessed what the dragoness was going to do as soon as she stretched out her foot.

If he knew this, why would he eat dinner?

I just took a bite of it.

I've eaten pig's trotters, cow's trotters, and sheep's trotters, but I've never eaten dragon's trotters.

But no matter what, it's too late now.

Leon raised his arms and clutched the sheets behind him.

He raised his head and looked at the ceiling, trying his best to ignore the magical and wonderful touch.

But it's impossible.

Rossweisse's thighs were warm and soft, and her toes were very flexible.

And she herself seems to like this alternative way of playing.

"How many dragon corpses have you stepped on to show off your glorious achievements?" asked the queen with a smile.

Leon remained silent.

"Huh, you've never thought that one day you'd actually be stepped on by a dragon, right?"

"So, how do you feel now?"

"Tell me, Leon, what do you feel?"

She exerted a little more force.

Leon groaned in pain, but remained silent.

"Don't want to tell me? Well, then you just have to be patient."

Leon moved his hands subconsciously.

But as soon as her fingertips touched, Rossweisse's tail flicked them away.

"Keep your hands to yourself. Did I let you touch me?"

Leon turned his head away and said nothing.

About ten minutes later (harmonized)

Rossweisse snorted coldly and lowered her eyes to look at her own feet.

"It's so ugly, Leon, see, they are all yours."

"How can you be so shameless? Shouldn't you have cut off my feet to take credit for it?"

"Why are you making it so dirty now? Huh?"

Leon hung his head. His physical weakness and insulted dignity made him not want to respond to Rossweisse.

"Don't think you're done just by not talking. Go to the bathroom and get a basin of hot water so I can wash myself clean."

have to.

From a tool for venting sexual desires, he became a foot-washing slave.

Leon stood up silently, went to the bathroom to get a basin of hot water, and then brought back the dishes.

"It's too hot." Rossweisse said.

"You knew it was too hot without even putting your feet in there, didn't you?" Leon asked.

"If I say it's too hot, it's too hot. Go and do it again."

"How come you are so unreasonable, woman?"

"How dare you reason with a woman? Besides, I'm not a woman, I'm a dragon."

Leon was speechless.

What a sin.

This is all the sin caused by that one blow of the stick!

In desperation, he had to fetch another basin of water.

"It's too cold."

"Mother Dragon, are you done yet?"

Rossweisse suppressed her smile and said, "Not listening? Do you want to do it again?"

Hearing this, Leon immediately became scared and ran to change the basin of water.

"Well, this time is just right, let's start washing."

Leon held Rossweisse's soles with one hand and poured warm water on the back of her feet with the other.

The first time, clean the "dirt" on top. The second time, fill a basin with warm water and wash both feet together.

It’s not that Leon is so skilled at foot-washing that it makes people feel distressed;

But this was all Rossweisse's request.

God damn mother dragon, she really knows how to enjoy herself.

The more Leon thought about it, the angrier he got.

He had fallen from being the strongest dragon slayer to being a foot-washing slave of a mother dragon. This was something he would not even dare to dream of.

He lifted Rossweisse's foot, looked at this delicate and small jade foot, and slowly brought it to his mouth.