There was a unique taste to kisses by the seaside.
A faintly salty, chilly breeze brushed over their cheeks, carrying a hint of coolness, while the warmth of their lips created a striking contrast.
Her body was so soft, so soft that one didn't want to let go once embraced.
Wrapped around her husband's muscular arm, her chest and abdomen pressed tightly against his perfectly sculpted body, her willowy waist snugly held by him. Under the contrast of his large palms, her waist appeared as seductive as a viper's.
Leon's fingers threaded through her hair, leaving behind the unique fragrance that she exuded.
He gently cradled Rossweise's neck, striving to bring their lips even closer together.
Of course, considering their daughters were present, this level of intimacy was sufficient.
Although he could sense Rossweise's repeated attempts to deepen the kiss, when her warm tongue began to explore, Leon would gently rebuff her advances.
That silly dragon had no sense of restraint.
The embrace didn't last long.
There was an art to showing affection; it was about quality, not quantity.
Holding hands, playful banter, sweet nothings—none could compare to a kiss.
After this kiss, the couple felt satisfied, and Muen finally witnessed what Anna meant by "children shouldn't see this kind of thing."
Noah, too, felt some of her inner worries ease, allowing her anxious heart to relax slightly.
At the same time, the fans of this couple got their fix.
She already had a topic in mind for her next narrative essay:
"My Pushed CP Turns Out to Be My Parents."
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The young dragon girls sat on beach chairs, savoring the delightful scene from earlier.
When their parents approached, they finally snapped out of it.
"Noah, Muen, let's head back. The temperature's dropping, and staying out here could lead to catching a cold," said Rossweise as she lifted Little Light.
Leon, on the other hand, scooped up Noah and Muen, one on each side. He was a bit hesitant to hold his youngest daughter now.
Despite her hook punches lacking much force, they always seemed to land with pinpoint accuracy, leaving him questioning if Little Light possessed some innate boxing prowess. How else could she, barely two weeks old, leave a seasoned dragon slayer like himself with psychological scars?
His speculation seemed entirely reasonable to him.
Noah was a genius plus a Scroll King; Muen was gifted and had awakened as a twin element.
So, wouldn't it be logical for Little Light to have some innate boxing talent?
It seemed he needed to pay more attention to his youngest daughter's martial arts achievements in the future. Who knows, she might truly excel in that area.
"Dad," Muen tugged at his shirt collar, speaking up.
"What's up?" Leon asked.
Muen pursed her lips, glancing at her dad and then at her sister cradled on the other side of his embrace.
Seeing Noah nod almost imperceptibly, Muen continued, "What does kissing feel like?"
Her tone was remarkably earnest, her wide eyes brimming with curiosity.
The moment Leon heard the question, his steps faltered.
Watching his daughter's serious expression, it almost seemed as if she would immediately proceed to practice kissing once he finished explaining the feeling to her.
During childhood, whether they were of dragon or human descent, parents would endeavor to provide education in knowledge and magic as much as possible. However, there were two types of education that were often neglected:
Death education and sex education.
Both were often overlooked due to their distance from young children.
So when it came time to understand these matters, they could only resort to last-minute measures. What's more, when children were supposed to receive proper sex education guidance, they were often told that it was taboo, something not to be touched upon. Thus, when they reached their rebellious teenage years, they would "tempt fate."
Many children were led astray by those with ill intentions due to their curiosity. That's why Leon felt it was necessary to provide his daughters with some proper guidance.
Leon thought for a moment, finding a suitable analogy for children.
"It's like sucking on jelly."
"Sucking on jelly?"
"Yeah, if you're curious, Daddy will buy you a bag of jelly later. Once you've finished eating it, you'll know what kissing feels like."
Proper guidance required gradual progression. Leon couldn't overly impart knowledge on Muen in this area. Just a hint, an analogy, that would suffice.
Even if Muen wanted to try later, it would only be with jelly, causing no harm to her body or mind.
Muen's eyes lit up at the thought, her tail wagging and the tuft of fur on her head standing up.
"Yay! Jelly to eat~"
Meanwhile, Noah stood silently, facepalming.
"You're too easy to fool, little sister!!"
"Don't you realize Dad didn't actually give you a straight answer?!"
"He just distracted your curiosity with a bag of jelly!"
"Noah."
"Uh? Uh… What is it, Dad?"
"Do you want a bag of jelly too?"
"Um, yes… sure…"
Forget about curiosity for now.
Kissing isn't that big of a deal anyway; jelly is much more cost-effective!
From the oldest to the youngest in the Melkvey family of mother dragons, their greatest skill was shapeshifting and facial expressions.
Rossweise held Little Light in her arms, a smile playing on her lips as she listened to Leon coaxing their daughters.
She felt that although there were countless lies and hypocrisies in the world, there were two things that were always trustworthy:
One, General Leon's efficiency in Dragon Slaying;
Two, Dad Leon's childcare skills.
Just like the question Muen suddenly asked earlier, about how kissing feels.
If it were up to her, she might have found it awkward to address and would have given Muen a stiff explanation.
But Leon smoothly transitioned to the topic of jelly and even used it to provide Muen with a simple yet apt analogy.
Really, where else could you find such a versatile captive?
You keep pretending to be my husband, Cosmodeous, but you won't get away with it.
Before returning to the hotel, Leon bought two bags of jelly for Noah and Muen.
The two little dragon girls happily carried the jelly back to their room.
Originally, they wanted to take Little Light with them, but Dad said Little Light would sleep with him and Mom tonight.
Noah and Muen naturally had no objections.
But as Dad finished that sentence, they seemed to sense a hint of resentment emanating from Mom…
Well, adults' affairs didn't need to be understood so clearly.
Back in their room, Muen couldn't wait to tear open the jelly packaging. She took one out and carefully touched its surface with her soft lips.
It was cool, soft, a little sweet, and with a hint of strawberry flavor.
"Is this what kissing feels like? Hmm… doesn't seem particularly special. Ah, well~"
Muen gulped down the jelly and picked up another one. After touching it to her lips again, she ate it once more.
Before long, she had devoured the entire bag of jelly.
Noah had only eaten one, giving the rest to Muen.
"Here, have them."
"Thank you, sister!"
Noah's jelly was grape-flavored and also delicious.
After finishing all the jelly, little Muen lay on the bed in a 'big' shape, staring blankly at the ceiling, then let out a satisfied burp.
"Do you feel anything?" Noah asked.
Muen pondered for a moment, then said slowly, "Hmm… it's sweet, soft, slippery in the mouth, not bad. And… my stomach feels a bit bloated, did it get bigger?"
Noah poked Muen's little belly with her tail. "Indeed, it's a bit bloated."
Muen thought for a moment, then suddenly sat up and said seriously, "Sister, do you think if kissing can make your stomach bigger, does it mean you're having a baby?"
Noah blinked. "What… Do you mean? Is kissing a prerequisite for having a baby?"
Muen excitedly nodded her little head, providing a logical analysis.
"Yeah, yeah, you see, mom and dad kissed each other on the last date in Sky City. Not long after, mom got pregnant, so I think my idea is right. Just kiss on the lips and you can get pregnant!"
The content of her paper did not include the aspect of giving birth to a child.
"You can get pregnant just by kissing her on the mouth…" Noah rubbed his chin in thought, feeling that what his sister said made some sense.
"Sister, Muen still wants… to have a younger sister!"
Little Dragon Girl excitedly approached her older sister, her beautiful eyes shining. Even her little tuft of hair seemed to plead, "Let's find a way to make Mom and Dad kiss more, okay?"
Another little sister…
If we had another family member, would Mom and Dad be even less likely to let this family fall apart?
Noah hesitated for a moment, then nodded.
"Alright, let's make Mom and Dad kiss more!"
"Great! Operation Kiss is a go!"