Chapter 142

Hearing Leon's answer, which was exactly the same as hers back then, Losweiser covered her mouth and chuckled.

Is this what it feels like to catch someone in a trap?

So refreshing!

Everyone says there's no such thing as perfect empathy in the world, Losweiser just wants to say that's because you haven't met this Queen and this Queen captives.

Now, at this very moment, she perfectly understood how Leon felt back then!

A melodious song drifted in, but Leon behind the door felt it was the whisper of God of Death.

The door cannot be opened.

(8) ③ Lin Jiulin Qi Jiu Wu Ba; Qun absolutely cannot.

Delay it for as long as possible!

"Open the door, Leon. Do you want to hide in there forever? Come out. I won't do anything to you," Losweiser said.

Leon blinked, as if remembering something, and quickly said, "You really can't do anything to me, Losweiser. You're pregnant now, we can't—"

"I know, that's why I said that. Come out and let's talk."

Losweiser also knew that sexual intercourse was not allowed during pregnancy.

Then she really can't do anything to herself.

Leon breathed a sigh of relief and cautiously opened the study door.

The silver-haired beauty, arms crossed, leaned against the doorframe, smiling as she sized up Leon.

"What do you want by coming to my room in the middle of the night?"

Leon avoided eye contact and stammered, "It's nothing..."

"You won't talk? Fine, I have plenty of ways to make you talk."

Leon swallowed hard. After all, he had trespassed into the Dragon Queen's boudoir and was in the wrong, so he naturally lost the upper hand in terms of momentum.

He scrutinized Losweiser, wondering what other tricks she had up her sleeve besides handing in assignments.

Losweiser's beautiful eyes were fixed on him, and then something seemed to be moving beneath her nightgown.

The next moment, a silver tail slowly emerged from under the skirt.

Leon stared at the nimble tail, as if he had suddenly realized something terrible.

"No way... Losweiser, you would never do that, right?"

I'm a primary school student, give me a monthly pass (holds out hand)

Leon knew he was in the wrong, and being away from home in Losweiser's room, he had no advantage whatsoever.

She had originally hoped that the fact that "you can't submit homework during pregnancy" would help her escape this ordeal.

But clearly, the Dragon Queen seems to have other ways to torment him.

Her long, silver tail swayed gently beneath the hem of Losweiser skirt as she stepped into the study.

The beauty's eyes sparkled, her smile alluring, as if she were scrutinizing a prey with nowhere to escape.

The silver tail curled up slightly, hooked onto the door panel, and slowly closed.

Snap—

The door was locked, completely blocking Leon's path to freedom.

Leon's gaze moved down from Losweiser's face to her slender, boneless ankles.

Then, following the rhythm of Losweiser's steps, he slowly retreated.

When his knee hit the armrest of the chair behind him, Leon lost his footing and fell down.

Leon muttered annoyance, thinking, "What's the difference between sitting or lying down in front of this Dragon Queen and a little lamb wandering into a wolf's den?"

But just as Leon was about to get up, Losweiser pressed down on him and sat on his lap in a very standard duck-like position.

This is the chair in Losweiser's study. It's not small, just the right size for the two of them to sit in this position.

It was a distance that made one blush and their heart race; the beauty's warm breath was so close, and her soft breasts were pressed tightly against mine.

She has never cared about dressing up because she is very aware of how much she has to offer.

A pair of long legs were wrapped around Leon's thighs, the insteps pressed against the seat, the soles of the feet facing upwards. The tail hung down naturally, the tip lightly scratching Leon's calf.

Leon gripped the armrests tightly with both hands, and Losweiser could clearly feel his resistance.

But the more he resisted, the more Losweiser wanted to torture him slowly.

"What exactly do you want by coming to my room? Sneaking around like this, it can't be anything good, right?"

Losweiser's fingertips twirled on his cheek, a seductive smile playing on her lips.

Leon turned his face away, refusing to look at her. "It's nothing, I just got lost."

Losweiser chuckled at the awkward excuse, pressing her soft body closer, her slender arms draped over his, her eyes alluring. "Lost and came to my room? Looks like I'm quite important to you?"

"You've got it wrong, you're not even in my heart."

"Hmph, you're never in my heart either."

"Haha, then we're even." Leon started rambling, playing dumb was always an effective way to buy time.

But it's only a delaying tactic.

What's going to happen will happen.

Snap—

Losweiser lightly patted his face. "What do you mean, a tie? I have the advantage now, so you have to listen to me."

Leon swallowed hard. "Anyway... you can't have sex during pregnancy, so you can't do anything to me."

"Who said it has to be sex? As long as you hand in your homework, what's the difference between any methods?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Losweiser used her nimble tail to wrap around Leon's thigh.

She controlled the pressure perfectly, making Leon feel both pressured and comfortable.

Leon thought to himself, "Oh no, could it really be what I'm thinking?"

"Dragon Queen... stop it... we can't, we can't use our tails..."

Losweiser wrapped her arms around Leon's neck, tilted her head slightly, and blinked her bright silver eyes, asking knowingly, "Why can't I use my tail? Don't you usually like to wrap my tail around your waist? Hmm?"

As she spoke, the Queen gave a seductive smile, gently tracing the corner of Leon's mouth with her burning lips.

"Remember that night at the hot spring? I clearly retracted my tail, but you insisted on letting me show it. Fine, this time I'll satisfy your liking for my tail, and satisfy you thoroughly."

This ill-fated couple shared a very strange psychological phenomenon:

I can ask you to do this, or order you to do it, but you can't do it with me voluntarily.

Take the tail, for example.

Leon can order Losweiser to include her tail in their homework submission process, but if Losweiser uses her tail on her own initiative, Leon cannot accept it.

To put it bluntly, it's a matter of "coercion versus voluntariness".

They both enjoy forcing each other.

But it's not about forcing the other person to do something they don't like; they're simply... forcing them.

"Losweiser, stop right there!"

Um, end?

Whatever, just stop already!

As Leon spoke, he tried to struggle a little.

But Losweiser gently pressed her palm against his chest. "Don't move, Dragon Slayer. A tail is different from hands and feet. I don't have that much control over it."

Losweiser pressed him back down and continued, "What if you accidentally use too much force... tsk tsk tsk, what if you break it?"

"... So you really have to use your tail?"

"What, are you implying that I should use my feet like last time?" Liu

Never mind then. Zero

Afterwards, I still have to drag my sage-like body to wash your feet. Part Two

Leon turned his head away; refusing to look at Losweiser was his last act of defiance.

But chairs are different from beds; the space is limited, so no matter how he turns his head, Losweiser only needs to move slightly to reappear in his sight. (Umbrella)

As he moved, the softness of his chest would slightly compress and rub against him, adding to the burden of Leon's "gun control."

After much thought... it's definitely best not to move around unnecessarily. IV

Losweiser's tail gradually coiled around its true target.

It was like a nimble, alluring venomous snake, its strength, just as before, moderate, exerting a certain pressure on Leon without making him feel uncomfortable.

However, to Losweiser's dissatisfaction, Leon seemed a bit wilted—already deflated?

I glanced at him again, and sure enough, he was forcing himself to remain as calm as a meditating monk.

Well, you Dragon Slayer.

Is it because the method suddenly changed and felt a bit unfamiliar?

Or is it because it's too monotonous, so it doesn't evoke the craving in you?

Losweiser gently pinched Leon's chin, resting her cheek on Leon shoulder, her breath warm and ticklish as it entered his ear.

"Your good friend seems a bit half asleep, Dragon Slayer, what's going on?"

Leon glanced at her and snorted coldly, "A mere tail thinks it can corrupt my resolve? Dream on!"

"Heh, you're as stubborn as ever. Alright, alright, since a mere tail isn't very useful, I'll add something else."

Leon was startled. What? There's another expert?!

Losweiser moved even closer, her soft lips gently pressing against his burning earlobe.

The next moment, a dragon's Dragon's roar that went straight to the bone touched Leon's ears at zero distance.

As a top-tier Dragon Slayer, one must possess an extremely keen ability to perceive the sounds of dragons.

This keen hearing also helped Leon escape danger on the battlefield on many occasions.

However, the battlefield is not just the battlefield where blood and sweat are shed.

At this very moment, Leon wished he didn't have ears.

Admiring Leon's expression, Losweiser smiled with satisfaction. "My voice... is it nice?"

Leon, his face flushed, gritted his teeth and glared at Losweiser, "Despicable!"

"In a battle between arch-rivals, what's the point of being despicable? As long as it works, that's all that matters."

Losweiser blushed slightly, her smile alluring and seductive. "Judging from your reaction, this trick seems to be quite effective. Then... let's continue~"

Under the resonance of the Dragon Mark, Losweiser's "Dragon's roar" was not a dry and affected performance.

That was filled with deep affection.

And Leon gradually lost himself in the Dragon's roar.

Losweiser smiled knowingly. "Then we can move on to the next part."

She controlled her tail with great agility.

Actually, she was just trying to scare Leon.

Dragon Race have incredibly high precision in controlling their tails.

Leon: The kitten in jail? This is like (?) (?) (?) feeling.

Edited on November 21st, author's note.