The dragon slayer hero was typical, all talk and no action. After pretending to be husband and wife for so long, how could Rossweise not understand him?
After their heartfelt conversation, the stubborn man's expression improved slightly. At least he was not as gloomy as before, looking like someone owed him eight hundred dragon lives.
He neatly put away the list, seeming relieved, and said, "Thanks."
Leon thought the always-proud queen would say "You are welcome."
But who knew
"Just a verbal thank you?" The beauty smirked, glancing at him sideways. Her eyes clearly indicated she wanted more from Leon's way of thanking.
Leon shrugged, fearless. He was not afraid of handing in his assignment at all. Since opening the first gate of the Nine Hells, his physical fitness was like being reborn.
Whether the dragon mother wanted an assignment or some sensual play, General Leon could handle it all.
"Speak up if you want something."
As he spoke, Leon moved closer to Rossweise. The silver-haired beauty noticed his subtle moves. Hmph, still a male creature, easily hooked with a little bait. Where is your past stubbornness of "rather die than yield," Dragon Slayer?
Rossweise lowered her gaze, watching Leon slowly approaching. Her eyes moved from his waist gradually upwards, finally stopping at his resolute and handsome face when Leon embraced her.
Her body leaned back slightly, only her lower abdomen pressing against Leon. Her soft and ample bosom, even in this leaning posture, pressed lightly against his chest.
Rossweise made a gesture of both welcoming and rejecting, a mischievous smile on her lips. She did not make the first move, instead luring her captive with seductive eyes.
Meanwhile, Leon thought, I have taken the initiative to embrace you this time, should it not be your turn to take the next step?
What are you looking at? Why are you smiling? Why do not you come over and kiss me!
The couple embraced on the balcony under the night sky, their eyes locked onto each other, yet neither took the initiative to proceed.
Leon's gaze slowly lowered, finally resting on the red lips of the beauty in his arms. He unconsciously swallowed. Just looking at them could evoke the feeling of every moment they intertwined.
Incredibly wonderful, intoxicating.
As if sensing the dogged man staring at her lips, Rossweise teased him by slightly opening her mouth.
Leon thought she was finally going to kiss him.
Unfortunately, she did not.
She just bit her lower lip, the soft petals slightly indenting under the bite of her teeth, like a rose petal being trampled.
Leon dared not look further, meeting her eyes again.
At this moment, her eyes were full of provocation, as if saying, Come on, kiss me, do not you want to?
Eyes that could speak were the most enticing. Those silver pupils were like a quagmire trapping Leon, making him sink deeper and deeper.
The wind tonight was quite noisy, stirring up an itch in the hearts of those caught in its embrace.
Finally, he could not resist the agitation in his heart and slowly leaned in to kiss her.
The queen did not resist, but she did not indulge either. She simply waited quietly for her captive to offer up tonight's kiss.
However, just as Leon was about to taste her unique lip fragrance, Rossweise suddenly lifted her index finger and pressed it against Leon's lips.
Stopped dead in his tracks.
She laughed, like a cunning little fox who had succeeded in her scheme. "Listen to my psychological counseling, and then want to kiss me again? Do you want to take all the good things for yourself?"
"Tsk makes me want it even more."
General Leon retracted his initiative kiss and released his fake wife from his embrace.
Rossweise chuckled, adjusting her hair. Once her slightly flushed cheeks cooled down, she said, "You are the captive, I am the queen. I allow you to kiss me before you can kiss me, understand?"
"Just now you were my wife, and now you are the queen. The mother dragons of the Melkvey family change their faces faster than flipping a book."
"Wrong, all women in the world change their faces quickly. Especially those who have become wives."
"Haha, that is so funny, wife Rossweise."
Leon paused, seeming to realize the key point in his words, then asked, "Wait, are you admitting that you are"
"Admitting what? I have not admitted anything."
Rossweise turned around, her tail swaying. She put her hands behind her back, right index finger hooked with the left index finger. Stepping away from the balcony in her dragon wing slippers, she slowly said to Leon with her back turned, "Before you cannot help but confess to me, do not expect me to admit anything."
Oh, got it.
The Silver Dragon Miss Wants Me to Confess 2.0.
This was not the first time Rossweise had hinted at Leon. Right after he was brought back from the empire, she mentioned the confession once. At that time, Leon thought it was just her teasing joke.
After all, although the two of them were married, had a child, met each other's parents, showed affection in front of others, and got along well confessing seemed a bit ambiguous, did not it?
But afterwards, the more Leon thought about it, the more uneasy he felt. Even if it was a joke, with her personality, she would not joke about something as serious as confessing.
Perhaps "The Silver Dragon Miss Wants Me to Confess" was indeed said in a joking tone, but half-truths were the most unpredictable.
Who knows what Rossweise really thinks?
And now, she brought up the idea of Leon confessing to her once again
Leon really could not understand what she was thinking. Was she trying to give this fake relationship a real label? Or was it something else entirely? And he had not figured out whether he should actually go ahead with the so-called "confession".
This was not about success or failure because their relationship was too special. In general, confession between men and women resulted in two outcomes: success, a kiss; failure, a slap. But between Leon and Rossweise, besides success or failure, there were many other possibilities.
Moreover Leon was still the highest-level wanted criminal in the empire. Even if there was a one in a million chance of him and Rossweise "getting together", if something happened to him afterward, would not the dragon mother become a widow?
Moreover, considering the pure love warrior personality of the dragon race, if Rossweise were to wait, she would have to wait for hundreds of years.
So how did that saying go again? "With the fate of the nation uncertain, how can one consider personal matters?"
Leon sighed quietly, slowly turned around, and continued to stand on the balcony, gazing at the night sky. Chaotic thoughts filled his mind. Although his mood had improved somewhat after Rossweise's small comfort, new questions surged in.
How should he face the relationship between him and Rossweise in the future
"Hey, why are you still acting cool? I thought you would follow me."
Rossweise's voice came from behind.
Leon turned his head. He saw her kneeling by the bedside, leaning forward, her little head peering towards the balcony.
"It is late already. Can we sleep early and wake up early? If you stop overthinking now, come over and sleep well. This queen will reward you with a goodnight kiss, the one you want the most, how about that?"
"The goodnight kiss is not what I want the most, that is childish."
"Alright, alright, I am childish. Can we sleep now? I have to get up early for work tomorrow."
Leon: "Beg me."
Rossweise: "Begging you?."
Leon: "Begging me will not work, hehe."
"Then you can sleep outside, do not come to bed."
Rossweise got up angrily from the bed, then closed the balcony door. And locked it.
Leon panicked and hurried over, tapping on the glass. "Hey, hey! Are you serious?"
The couple was separated by a door. Rossweise stood in the warm bedroom, barefoot, hands on her hips, tilting her head triumphantly.
"The great dragon slayer, since you refuse to come to the queen's bed, then accompany the stars and moon and experience the most primitive sleep."
"Dragon Mother! Open the door!"
Rossweise laughed. "Beg me."
Leon: "Begging you?."
Rossweise: "Begging me will not work, hehe."
Leon: ?
Damn it! I fell for my own trap!