Chapter 200: Applying Sunscreen... On Tail!

Leon thought she was thirsty, so he handed over a cold drink.

Little Light didn't take it.

Leon then thought she was hot, so he handed her a small fan to cool herself.

Little Light didn't take that either.

Leon sat up and looked at his little daughter, "What exactly do you want?"

And just as Leon leaned in closer, Little Light's tiny pink fist suddenly swung up, delivering a perfect uppercut straight to her father's chin.

Before Leon could react, he heard giggling from the side.

Turning his head, he saw Rossweise lying on a beach chair, clutching her stomach as she laughed.

Leon's eye twitched slightly, "W-What's so funny…?"

The queen adjusted her expression, turned to the side, lightly clenched her delicate fist, propped up her beautiful face, and gazed at Leon with sparkling eyes, "In this world, the number of dragons who can give you an uppercut and remain unharmed can be counted on one hand. Little Light is one of them. What do you have to say about that?"

"This is just the inevitable part of being a little cotton-padded jacket*. Who hasn't been rebellious as a child, right?"

[T/N: *A Chinese phrase referring to daughters being close to their fathers.]

Leon was still delighted as he scooped up his little daughter. Her small pink tail drooped down, swaying back and forth.

Little Light blinked her beautiful big eyes at her father, babbling incomprehensible baby talk.

"Speaking of which, how much longer until Little Light starts talking?", Leon asked.

Rossweise calculated the days and replied, "A little over a month. If she's quick, maybe half a month?"

Leon nodded thoughtfully, gently patting Little Light's head, "Do you think she'll say 'Dad' first or 'Mom' first?"

"Is that even a question? A baby's first word being 'Mom' is a biological instinct. On this matter, I advise you not to compete with me, Leon. You have no chance of winning."

Leon pouted, "That's not necessarily true. Little Light is a human-dragon hybrid. Hybrids always have something special about them."

The queen spread her hands, "Special in that she'll say 'Daddy' first? That makes no sense."

"Tch, let's wait and see. Little Light will definitely say 'Daddy' first."

Rossweise sneered, too lazy to argue with him.

She turned over, took out two tubes of sunscreen from her bag, and said, "Come help me apply sunscreen."

"Do it yourself," Leon was busy playing with his little daughter and had no intention of helping her with that.

"There are places I can't reach. Hurry up, hurry up."

Seeing that the damn man was still unmoved, Rossweise extended her tail and poked his face, "I'll count to three. If you don't come over, I'll activate the dragon mark."

"...", Leon was about to retort, but when she mentioned the dragon mark, he suddenly remembered something.

"Rossweise."

"What?"

"A few days ago, when I was in the Empire, one night, the dragon mark suddenly flashed a few times… Do you have anything to say about that?"

Leon's trip to the Empire hadn't been that long ago, so he remembered this incident clearly.

He still recalled that night when he was discussing the next steps with his master and Rebecca. But then, BAM!, the dragon mark suddenly lit up. It happened so fast that Leon had no time to react.

And then his master and Rebecca bombarded him with questions. Couple tattoos, romantic gimmicks, all sorts of nonsense…

But afterward, Leon finally recalled that the flashing of the dragon mark meant that one party was thinking about the other.

Which meant that at that time, on that night, Rossweise… was thinking about him.

At that time, she should have still been in the forest outside the Empire, braving the elements.

Rossweise's pupils trembled slightly, then she turned her gaze away, "What's there to say? You were away from me for so many days. Am I not even allowed to think about you?"

"Huh?"

"Thinking about whether you were dead and where to bury you if you were. What else do you think I'd be thinking about?"

The queen was bad at lying, or maybe she didn't even intend to make it convincing. So, she came up with such a terrible excuse.

She thought, deep down, she probably wanted Leon to know that she had been thinking about him at that moment.

But that didn't fit her aloof, untouchable image. So she simply threw out a clumsy lie.

'Hey, Dragonslayer, you're so smart—you must see through my lie, right? You must, right?'

"Oh, I see. I believe you," Leon replied sincerely.

Rossweise: ?

"You… you believe me?"

Leon shrugged, "It fits my impression of you, so I believe it."

"You…!"

'Damn man! No conscience!'

Rossweise turned away, arms crossed over her chest, angrily swishing her tail.

Seeing this, Leon scooted closer, looking at Rossweise's awkward expression and couldn't help but laugh.

"Alright, alright, I know you were thinking about me but just didn't want to say it."

He knew when to stop.

Being stubborn is an art. A little stubbornness adds charm; too much ruins things.

The silver dragon queen had waited for him in the forest for five days. Saying she was unwavering in her loyalty might sound too sentimental, but ultimately, Rossweise was still someone who valued past relationships. At the very least, she hadn't truly abandoned Leon.

So after teasing her a little, making a small concession was totally fine.

"I wasn't thinking about you. Not even a little."

"Ah, okay, okay, you weren't thinking about me. It was me thinking about you."

Hearing this, Rossweise's tense face relaxed slightly.

But she still didn't give this damn man any kindness, "You? Thinking about me? Hmph, this queen doesn't need your thoughts. Go think about your donkey instead."

Clicking his tongue, Leon said, "Your Majesty, what are you saying? How can a donkey compare to you? I can put sunscreen on Your Majesty, but can I put sunscreen on a donkey? That would be ridiculous."

Sweet talk.

But it worked.

Rossweise held back her smile and stretched out her long, fair legs in front of Leon, "Fine, I'll give you a chance. Apply it."

"Alrighty~"

Leon took the sunscreen, squeezed some into his palm, rubbed his hands together, and carefully applied it to Rossweise's legs.

Her skin was smooth and cool, like silky milk pudding.

Her leg shape was perfect, not the overly skinny kind, nor with any unnecessary fat. Every inch his fingers touched was just right.

It had been less than a month since she gave birth to Little Light, so her figure hadn't yet returned to its pre-pregnancy state.

But in a way, this made her even more perfect. Mature yet still sexy.

Lying back on the beach chair, arms folded, Rossweise watched the damn man seriously applying sunscreen and said in a low voice, "Don't go rubbing too much and accidentally light up the dragon mark."

She meant: don't let touching my legs give you some weird physiological reaction.

"Tch, as if. They're just your legs. It's not like I haven't touched them before."

Rossweise's cheeks flushed, "Nonsense."

Actually, applying sunscreen was a rather intimate act.

Before Leon, Rossweise had never let anyone touch her legs, waist, feet, anywhere sensitive.

Not even other female dragons, let alone male ones.

According to Isa, any male dragon interested in Rossweise couldn't even get within five meters of her.

And the first time Leon touched these areas was… a year ago, right?

That time, he had finally taken control during their "homework" sessions, thoroughly exploring every inch of her.

At first, Rossweise thought she'd feel uncomfortable or angry.

It was as if Leon was naturally familiar with her body, grasping the boundaries of what she could accept with exceptional precision.

Once, taking advantage of the ambiguous atmosphere brought by the Dragon Mark, she asked Leon why he knew her body so well.

She originally thought Leon, also affected by the Dragon Mark, would give a romantic or sweet answer.

But General Leon truly lived up to his title as the strongest dragon slayer.

His answer was, ("A dragon slayer, of course, understands a dragon's body. Have you ever seen a butcher who doesn't understand pigs?")

And then, Rossweise kicked him off the bed.

Well, in any case, he really was a unique guy. Even the most intimate physical contact never made Rossweise feel repulsed.

When her body was played with in his hands, she even felt a slight sense of being conquered.

Tsk—

Rossweise quickly shook her head, cutting off these messy thoughts.

"Why did you buy two bottles? Can we even use that much?", Leon was applying sunscreen to her calf.

"Of course we can. My legs are long, so I naturally need more."

Leon pursed his lips and imitated her in a sarcastic tone, "My legs are long~ so I naturally need more~"

Rossweise laughed and playfully kicked his chest.

Leon seized the opportunity to grab her ankle, holding her delicate little foot in his palm, "Since we're at it, let's apply some to the soles too."

"Hey, you pervert, don't—hiss~"

A tingling sensation spread from the sole of her foot, and Rossweise's body instantly went weak.

After barely recovering, she kicked her legs a little and glared at Leon, "This leg is done, switch to the other one."

"Oh, okay."

Leon moved to the other side and methodically applied the sunscreen.

"Okay, done!"

"Hmm? You think that's it?"

Leon blinked, "Your whole body is covered except for your legs. There's nowhere else that needs it."

Rossweise raised her tail, "There's still this."

"...Then why don't you just put your tail away?"

"I won't. I want sunscreen on my tail too."

Leon understood now. She didn't buy two bottles just because of her long legs, she also needed them for her tail.

He watched as Rossweise wiggled around and turned over, lying face down on the beach chair.

Her silver tail swayed in front of Leon's eyes.

"Alright, go ahead," Leon rolled his eyes in exasperation but still obediently started applying the sunscreen.

To be honest, her tail felt even better to the touch than her legs.

Smoother, cooler, and also... more sensitive.

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