Chapter 237
"Just a verbal thank you?" The beauty smiled mischievously, glancing at him sideways.
Her eyes clearly showed that she wanted more from Leon's way of thanking her.
Leon shrugged, indicating that he was not afraid.
He's not afraid of handing in assignments at all now.
Since opening the first gate of the Gate of Nine Hells, his physical condition has undergone a complete transformation.
Whether your Dragon Queen wants to do homework or engage in some fun, General Leon can handle it all with ease.
"Just tell me what you want."
As he spoke, Leon moved closer to Losweiser.
The silver-haired beauty, with her alluring eyes, noticed his subtle movements.
Hmph, just like a male animal, he took the bait with the slightest bait. Where did your "I'd rather die than be cooked" spirit go? Dragon Slayer, my lord!
Losweiser watched as Leon slowly approached her, her gaze moving upwards from his waist to his chest, finally settling on his handsome, resolute face as Leon pulled her into his arms.
She leaned back slightly, with only her lower abdomen touching Leon's. Her soft, full breasts pressed slightly against his chest, even in this backward posture.
Losweiser made a gesture of feigned reluctance, a signature wicked smile playing on her lips.
She didn't take the initiative; she simply used her alluring eyes to lure her captives into her trap.
Leon, on the other hand, thought to himself, "I've already taken the initiative to hug you this time, so shouldn't it be your turn to take the initiative in the next part?"
Look, look, laugh, laugh, what are you looking at, what are you laughing at?
Come on, kiss me!
The couple embraced on the balcony under the night sky, their eyes gazing at each other, but neither of them took the initiative to make the next move.
Leon's gaze slowly descended, finally settling on the red lips of the beauty in his arms.
He unconsciously swallowed, those lips, just looking at them brought back memories of every time they were intimate.
Exquisitely beautiful, utterly captivating.
Seemingly noticing that the scoundrel was staring at her lips and drooling, Losweiser played hard to get and slightly opened her mouth.
Leon thought she was finally going to kiss him.
Unfortunately, no.
She simply bit her lower lip, the soft lips slightly sunken under the pressure of her teeth, like a crushed rose petal.
Leon dared not look any longer and met her eyes again.
At this moment, her eyes were full of "provocation".
It's as if it's saying, "Come on, kiss me! Don't you want to kiss me?"
The most captivating eyes are those that can speak volumes; those silver pupils were like a quagmire trapping Leon, drawing him deeper and deeper into it.
The wind is so noisy tonight, it's making me feel all itchy.
Finally, he couldn't suppress the restlessness in his heart and slowly kissed her.
The Queen neither resisted nor yielded, but simply waited quietly for her captive to offer her a kiss that evening.
However, just as Leon was kissing her unique lip scent, Losweiser suddenly raised her index finger and pressed it against Leon's lips.
It was stopped.
She laughed, like a cunning little fox who had succeeded in her scheme, "You listened to my counseling, and then you wanted to kiss me? You got all the good things?"
"Tch... It makes me feel like I'm the same way."
General Leon withdrew his kiss and released his fake wife from his arms.
Losweiser chuckled, smoothed her hair, and waited until her slightly flushed face cooled down before speaking.
"You are a prisoner, and I am the Queen. You may only kiss me if I give you permission, understand?"
"You just called her my wife, and now she's Queen. Your Melkwy family's Dragon Queen in distress changes their minds faster than flipping through a book."
"That's wrong. All women in the world can turn on you very quickly. Especially women who have become wives."
"Haha, how funny, Mrs. Vera."
After a pause, Leon seemed to realize the key point of the sentence, and asked, "Wait, are you admitting that you are—"
"Admit what? I haven't admitted to anything."
Losweiser turned around, flicked her tail, put her hands behind her back, hooked her right index finger with her left, and stepped off the balcony in her dragon-winged slippers. With her back to Leon, she spoke slowly...
"Don't expect me to admit anything until you can't help but confess your feelings to me."
Oh, I understand.
Silver Dragon lady Wants Me to Confess 2.0
This isn't the first time Losweiser has hinted at something to Leon.
When she first brought him back from the Empire, Losweiser mentioned the matter of confessing her feelings.
To be honest, Leon initially thought it was just a joke she was making fun of.
After all, although the two are married, have children, have met each other's parents, and appear loving and harmonious in front of outsiders, their interactions are also very peaceful—
But wouldn't confessing one's feelings be a bit too ambiguous?
However, the more Leon thought about it afterward, the more uneasy he felt.
Even if it was a joke, given her personality, she wouldn't joke about something as serious as confessing one's feelings.
Perhaps "Silver Dragon lady Wants Me to Confess" is indeed told in a joking tone, but it is the half-truths that make it the most unpredictable.
Who knows what Losweiser is really thinking?
And now, she's brought up the matter of having Leon confess his feelings to her again...
Leon really couldn't understand what she was thinking.
Is it to give this false relationship a real name?
Or something else.
He himself hadn't decided whether or not to make the so-called "confession".
This has nothing to do with success or failure, because their relationship is just too special.
Generally, confessions between men and women have only two possible outcomes:
Success, a kiss;
Failure means slapping yourself in the face.
But between Leon and Losweiser, there are many other possibilities besides success or failure.
Moreover... Leon is currently the Empire's most wanted criminal.
Even if there's only a one in ten thousand chance that he and Losweiser will "get married," what if something happens to him afterward? Wouldn't the Dragon Queen become a widow?
Moreover, given the Dragon Race's God of Pure Love War personality, Losweiser, being a solitary figure, would have to remain steadfast for hundreds of years.
So... what was that saying again—
With the country still unsettled, how can we consider personal feelings for our children?
Leon sighed silently, slowly turned around, and continued to stand on the balcony, gazing at the night sky from the railing.
His mind was filled with chaotic thoughts, although his mood improved considerably after a little encouragement from Losweiser.
But new problems arose.
How is he supposed to face the future regarding his relationship with Losweiser?
"Hey, still acting cool? I thought you were going to follow me."
Losweiser's voice came from behind.
Leon turned his head away.
She knelt by the bed, leaned forward, and peeked her little head towards the balcony.
"It's already late, shall we go to bed early and get up early? If you stop overthinking now and come to sleep obediently, then this this Queen will reward you with the goodnight kiss you've always wanted, how about it?"
"... What I really want isn't a goodnight kiss, that's childish." Sob
"Okay, okay, I'm being childish. Can I go to sleep now? I have to get up early for work tomorrow." (Yi)
Leon: "Beg me." V
Losweiser: "Please."
Leon: "Begging me won't help, hehe."
"Then you might as well die outside, and don't come to bed with me." (8)
Losweiser angrily got out of bed and closed the balcony door.
And lock it. Another
Leon panicked and rushed over to bang on the glass.
"Hey, hey! Are you serious?"
The couple lived just one door apart. (Liu)
Losweiser stood barefoot in the warm bedroom, hands on her hips, tilting her head smugly.
"Great Dragon Slayer, since you are unwilling to go to the Queen's bed, then experience the most primal sleep with the stars and the moon by your side."
"Dragon Queen! Open the door!"
Losweiser laughed. "Beg me."
Leon: "Please."
Losweiser: "It's no use begging me, hehe."
Leon:?
It is Izanami.
Her Your Majesty the Queen, not entirely devoid of conscience, eventually allowed Leon to return to his bedroom in the middle of the night.
The couple bickered in bed for a while, as usual, before finally falling asleep together.
I was just joking around, everyone. I'm not thinking anything of it, so don't overthink it.
The next morning, Leon slowly woke up.
Losweiser was no longer by her side; she reached out and touched the blankets on her side.
Judging from the remaining temperature... it's probably around 7:40 AM now.
Leon stood up and looked up at the clock on the wall.
Sure enough, it was 7:40.
Using the temperature of the person next to you in bed to estimate when you'll get up is an abstract behavior that seems impressive but is actually completely useless. Only General Leon would do this day after day with great enthusiasm.
Everyone has their own little quirks.
I threw off the covers, got dressed, and got out of bed.
Suddenly, an unbearable itching sensation came from inside my nasal cavity.
Achoo!
A sneeze?
My mentor once said that a sneeze means that someone is thinking of you at that very moment.
Hmm~ It must be Her Your Majesty the Queen. Even with a mountain of work to do, she still finds time to think of me. It seems we'll never know who will make the first move in this confession, Leon thought smugly.
But then—
Achoo!