"Wow~ Listen to that 'auntie' sound, so endearing~"
Isha pressed her face against Little Light's cheek, completely ignoring the stunned couple beside her. "Good girl, call 'auntie' one more time~"
"Auntie~ Auntie~"
The sweet, childish voice completely melted the Red Dragon Queen's heart. Just being close wasn't enough for Isha. She leaned in and kissed Little Light's chubby cheek, leaving a faint lipstick mark on the smooth skin.
Little Light didn't seem to mind the affection. With the lipstick mark on her face, she smiled and waved her little hand, signaling for her "Auntie" to come closer.
"Hmm? Little Light, do you have a secret to tell Auntie?" Isha said, slowly leaning in.
Seeing this, Leon locked his eyes on Little Light's tiny fist. A wave of unpleasant memories surfaced, accompanied by a faint ache in his jaw.
Oh no!
"Sis! Watch out for the uppercut!" Leon shouted.
"What uppercut?"
Before the words finished, it was too late.
Isha had already leaned close to Little Light, and Little Light reached her hand toward her "Auntie."
Leon seemed to foresee what would happen and quickly covered his own eyes—and Rossweise's.
Yet the expected "Ouch" never came.
When they opened their eyes, Little Light was gently cupping her "Auntie's" beautiful face, giving her an infant's first kiss, full of a milky scent.
It overflowed Isha's "Auntie" heart.
She held Little Light and looked at her sister with a serious expression.
"I hereby solemnly declare that Aurora C. Melkvey is now the descendant of my Red Dragon. In a hundred years, she will be the next Red Dragon Queen!"
Seeing this, Leon wore an indescribable expression, his jaw silently protesting. His face seemed to bear three big words:
Why!
Why did her first word have to be "Auntie"?
Why did she only throw an uppercut at her old man?
Why wouldn't she give her dad a kiss?
Do you know what a blow this is for a daddy's girl!
I'm tired, let it all end.
Fetch my General Leon's black-gold war chariot armor. Today we'll flatten this land of heartbreak!
Rossweise glanced at Leon. Though he looked overwhelmed, he probably wouldn't die.
She immediately turned and stepped toward her sister.
She looked at Little Light in Isha's arms, and the little girl looked back.
Rossweise reached out to tease her daughter, her tone somewhat melancholic. "But why doesn't Little Light call us…"
As if sensing the hint of jealousy in her mother's words, Little Light, with remarkable emotional intelligence, spoke up. "Mommy~"
Rossweise paused, then showed a relieved smile. "You little rascal, you were deliberately not talking before, weren't you?"
Little Light: "Hehe~"
The queen raised an eyebrow, amused, and poked Little Light's belly. "You even 'hehe' now, so mommy guessed right, didn't she? You did it on purpose. Hmph, from now on, let your Auntie hold you. Mommy won't hold you anymore."
"Mommy~ Hold~" Little Light stretched her short arms toward Rossweise.
"Alright, alright, come here. Mommy's gonna give you a hug."
A classic representation of the Melkvey family's mother dragon, who could change faces at lightning speed!
Isha handed Little Light over to her sister.
Though still young, this little niece's mind worked incredibly fast.
In her mother's arms, Little Light pinched her silvery hair and nuzzled her cheek, showing great affection.
"So when did Little Light start deliberately not calling me and dad?" Rossweise asked.
"A long time~ A long time~ A long time ago~"
Although just over three months old, Little Light already possessed a certain level of thinking and communication ability. However, her perception of the outside world was still developing.
So she couldn't accurately describe when she started talking or when she deliberately went against her dad and mom.
But since she said 'a long time ago,' Rossweise guessed that, like Noah, she could probably start talking at around one and a half months.
"Then why doesn't Little Light want to call dad and mom?" Rossweise asked again.
"Because… mom and dad's talks… are so much fun!"
Talks?
Rossweise pondered this choice of words for a moment.
Oh~~
It should mean "arguing" or "bickering."
So… their daughter with Leon was actually a…
Mischievous person?
For the sake of fun, she even endured two months of not speaking. And after starting to talk, she immediately won her mom's heart again in a short time.
In a sense, even the genius Noah couldn't complete this whole process. Truly, the younger generation surpasses the older. Rossweise couldn't help but feel impressed.
"Mommy, Muen also wants to hug little sister."
Muen walked to Rossweise's legs, tugging at her clothes.
"Alright, be careful now."
"Mm-hmm!"
Muen gingerly took her little sister.
"Little sister, what should you call Muen?"
Little Light sweetly called out, "Big sister~"
This 'big sister' made Muen ecstatic, her ears and tail happily wagging. How satisfying!
"Big sister kiss~"
Little Light even took the initiative to offer a kiss.
Easily won over the second sister.
So, in the end…
Rossweise, Muen, and Isha all turned to look at General Leon, who had been sulking for ten minutes.
The second daughter, understanding the situation, walked to her dad while holding Little Light. "Daddy, do you want to hug my little sister?"
Leon lowered his gaze to his two daughters, his expression somewhat stiff, seemingly not intending to hold Little Light.
Rossweise crossed her arms, assessing the foolish man. After living together for so long, she naturally understood his current thoughts.
It's so simple, really. The daughter slave is feeling unbalanced, upset, throwing a tantrum.
Meanwhile, Little Light, seeing dad unmoved, decided to try again, just like how she easily won over mom, big sister, and auntie earlier, ready to effortlessly win over dad too.
"Daddy, hug~" Little Light reached out her arms toward Leon, her big pink eyes full of longing for paternal love.
But our daughter slave, General Cosmodeous, remained unmoved, just silently watching Little Light, seemingly stubborn.
"Dad~dy~" Little Light called out in her sweet, childish voice.
No luck.
Dad still had no reaction.
Seriously, does your old man have no temper? You can easily manipulate your mom and your second sister, but as for your dad, hmm, forget about it!
If you want Dad to hug you? Dream on, Aurora!
"Daddy~ Hug Little Light~" Little Light asked for a hug from her father for the third time.
With that soft tone, those innocent eyes, looking pitifully at Leon, if it were anyone else, they would've already scooped up the little darling.
But General Leon isn't just anyone.
When he says he won't hug, he won't hug.
That's the bottom line and dignity of being a dad!
Little Light blinked her beautiful big eyes, looking at her stoic dad.
She tilted her head, then turned to look at Muen. "Big sister, lift high~"
Muen nodded and lifted Little Light to the height of Leon's chest.
She thought Little Light was going to jump straight into dad's arms, so whether dad wanted to hug or not, he'd have to act.
Leon had the same thought as Muen. But he was mentally prepared. He absolutely wouldn't hug Little Light, absolutely not!
As Little Light was lifted up, waving her little arms, still clearly asking for a hug, Leon remained unmoved. He watched as his youngest daughter approached, feeling a smug satisfaction.
Little girl, finally realizing how formidable dad is, huh? Let's see if you dare—
But before Leon could finish his mental victory lap, he saw Little Light clench her little pink fist and, with lightning speed—
Uppercut!
The pink-haired dragon girl cheered, tail wagging,
"Little Light, beat up dad!"
Leon : 😭😭😭