The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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"Good idea. I'll leave this to you."

Philia licked her pink lips, looking at the man in front of her with a smug expression.

She's getting better and better at ordering people around.

Initially, she utterly despised staying by a man's side, but now she seems to be gradually accepting it.

Even now, having the strength to leave with his companions, he hasn't chosen to leave.

After returning home last night, she struggled for a long time with whether or not to take this opportunity to run away with her friends.

Ultimately, no decision could be made.

Her excuse was that she was unfamiliar with the area and that taking her companions around would only make things more dangerous.

It's safer to stay with a man.

If captured by other humans, it might become a dragon artifact.

But it's different around weaker humans; they can make their own decisions about many things.

"Who do you think I am?"

Ron frowned, seemingly avoiding those fair and delicate feet as if they were snakes or scorpions.

But his mouth was constantly drooling, as if he was eager to know what it tasted like.

Of course, it can't be entirely blamed on him. After all, Fria Ryūmei has beautiful legs, and she exudes a faint fragrance as she walks around in front of him.

Ron can swear that there is absolutely no gentleman in the world who could resist such temptation.

That damned dragon, it always tempts me...

"So it seems you still prefer the original flavor."

Fria seemed to understand the man's thoughts and moved her feet even closer;

"Come on, you perverted human, you can enjoy your favorite thing now."

This human is really weak; just looking at his own feet makes him show such a longing expression.

Those burning eyes seemed ready to pounce at any moment.

Even though Fria knew that the man in front of her might do such a thing at any moment, her pink toes were still twitching and showed no sign of stopping.

They also seemed to want to know the extent to which the other party could achieve it.

It seems I'd like to give it a try...

"Fria, are you overconfident in your feet, or do you have some misunderstanding about me?"

Upon hearing this, Ron frowned, adopting an expression of complete indifference.

"I admit that I do have a certain fondness for feet, but I still pay great attention to food hygiene and safety."

In response, he only wants to say one thing: food safety is of paramount importance!

Although Philia had walked all day, she didn't smell of sweat and still exuded a faint fragrance.

But Ron still felt that hygiene should be taken into account when it comes to imported food.

"Just a little bit of liking?"

Fria gave him an expression that seemed to see right through him.

"Anyway, it's not to the point of being desperate."

Ron was certain of this, because if things had reached that point, he probably would have already started talking.

Why would they wait until now?

"Then wash my feet and give me a good massage while you're at it."

Fria actually quite wanted to experience what it would feel like to have someone wash her feet.

Shameless tools should be used at will.

Forever surrender at my feet!

"That's fine."

Ultimately, Ron was forced by the dragon's tyranny to agree to this outrageous request.

Arriving at the stream, Fria gently smoothed her skirt and then placed her round, pert buttocks lightly on the soft grass.

The beautiful moonlight made the actions just now even more alluring.

Ron, who had witnessed everything, swallowed hard without making a sound.

Philia took off her shoes and put her fair, delicate feet into the stream. Because the water was quite cool at night, her soft body trembled slightly when she put her feet in.

However, she quickly adapted to the temperature, and her pair of fair and tender little feet swung back and forth in the water.

"Does it look good?"

Seeing the man staring intently at her, unwilling to look away, a smile appeared on Fria's lips.

She herself didn't know why, even though she used to hate that kind of look.

But over time, I've gradually stopped disliking it and even seem to be subtly enjoying it.

"nice."

Although it's hard to admit, Fria's personality is a bit awful, but her figure and face are truly undeniably stunning, making her a top-tier demi-human girl.

Long Mei, even her feet are beautiful.

In addition, there is a thick tail covered with ruby-like scales, dragon wings that can be spread out to a length of two meters, and dragon horns that are ten centimeters long on the top of the head.

These are things that humans do not possess.

It greatly increases the fun and playability.

Ron really wanted to experience what it felt like to grab a dragon's horns...

That's way better than twin tails...

"I couldn't wait any longer, and I couldn't resist taking action."

Seeing the man's eagerness, Fria found it amusing.

It feels pretty good to be treated like a treasure.

This is a very normal psychological phenomenon, especially after Fria's second awakening, this latent fantasy became even more prominent.

"I was clearly responding to your request and giving you a foot massage."

When Ron grabbed the little dragon's soft, white feet beside him, he could clearly feel that Fria's delicate body was trembling.

Her feet were beautiful, and they felt soft and delicate to the touch. I don't know if it was from nervousness or something else.

The pink toes wiggle restlessly, so cute that you can't help but love them.

"Yes, that's right. Tools are meant to do this kind of thing."

Feeling the tingling sensation from the soles of her feet, Fria's breathing became increasingly rapid, and the entire dragon was being intensely impacted by this force.

Its crimson scales shone like rubies in the moonlight.

This shameless human being should submit to me.

Doing this kind of thing for Benlong every day.

"Feet, toes..."

Feeling every toe being kneaded, Filya felt every pore on her body open up, and the intense emotions surging within her made her crimson scales instantly go limp and powerless.

What's wrong with your toe?

Ron looked up and saw that Fria was biting her pink lips, her face flushed with a faint blush, and her expression was charming and beautiful.

Her beautiful eyes held a hint of water, as if they could drip water at any moment.

What a nice view!

This was Ron's only thought at that moment.

"It's alright, you did a good job."

Seeing the man's gaze grow even more intense, Fria released her pink lips and frowned.

"If you keep looking around like that, I'll gouge your eyes out."

I didn't dislike being stared at like that before.

But for some reason, she seemed unable to bear the intense gaze at that moment, feeling somewhat shy and embarrassed.

"Fine, fine, I won't watch."

Looking at Fria, who was exhaling hot mist as she spoke, Ron felt incredibly comfortable.

The dragon's feet are also a weakness; looking at it this way, it's practically full of flaws.

Unexpectedly, the Red Dragon Queen who would sweep across the continent in the future could still have such a charming and captivating demeanor, as if she had transformed into a dragon, completely losing her previous arrogance.

Ron could clearly feel that the temperature of Fria's feet was rising, and hot steam was constantly emanating from the crimson scales on her body.

The entire dragon statue is an active volcano that could erupt at any time.