The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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At first, Philia was disgusted by the way men looked at her.

I used to hate him so much I wanted to gouge his eyes out, but gradually I started to feel less disgusted, and now I'm starting to think that being stared at like that is actually kind of nice.

She seemed to have gradually come to enjoy being admired by the man in front of her, being stared at by his burning, wolf-like eyes.

Damn humans, they only deserve to be my outlets for venting my anger...

"Your bad temper doesn't stop me from appreciating your body."

Although I don't like the dragon's personality, its figure, face, tail, and jade feet are still top-notch.

It's so delicious you can't stop eating it.

Moreover, a more wicked personality can arouse a stronger desire to conquer.

When I get stronger, I'll crush this evil dragon and grind it into the ground.

Transform it directly into a dragon artifact and see how arrogant she still is.

Ron was quite curious to see how Fria would react after he treated her so harshly.

She was still fierce and arrogant, talking about revenge next time, or she became charming and alluring.

I'm actually looking forward to it...

"Tonight, you'll get a close-up look at my fists."

After the carriage came to a stop, Filya didn't want to linger for a moment. She lifted her round, pert buttocks off the soft sofa and stepped off the carriage with her long, beautiful legs.

"That evil dragon..."

Ron was in a terrible state of mind. If Filya didn't awaken her bloodline again, she would be completely at his mercy.

Unexpectedly, things went wrong, and they were instead thoroughly controlled by the evil dragon.

It's a bittersweet experience; there's both resentment and enjoyment.

It's hard to be a person, but it's even harder to be someone who's ridden by a dragon...

Ron was about to get off the carriage when he suddenly felt an itch on his calf, as if he had been touched by something furry.

Looking down, I saw a long leg covered in grayish-white down stretching out, its delicate white feet gently rubbing against my calf.

Looking up, I saw Xue Mier biting her lower lip, looking at me with a charming expression. Her beautiful eyes were brimming with tears, as if they could drip water at any moment.

Perhaps because her daughter was there, Shemier did not speak, but looked over with longing eyes.

Coupled with the movement of her feet, Ron immediately understood what the ice wolf mother in front of him meant.

Shemir always spotted the prey during hunts and even found some valuable materials that were worth thousands of gold coins.

Among them are materials for making Holy Knight Potions.

This made Ron consider whether he should reward his hardworking subordinate.

After all, she has worked so hard for so long without ever being properly rewarded, which is really inappropriate.

There was only Shemir and the sleeping Muses in the carriage now, so the timing was good.

So Ron boldly walked up to her, plopped down next to Shemel, brought his face close to her ear, and grinned smugly:

"Shemir, are you already itching to do something with me?"

Because they were so close, Ron could clearly smell the faint fragrance on her body, and the faint blush on her face made him want to pounce on her and kiss her.

"Yes, yes, my lord. I don't know why, but I always look forward to this kind of thing."

Shemier loosened her tightly clenched lower lip and looked at the man in front of her with a charming expression.

Ever since they pulled the rope together on the cliff edge last time, she had been eagerly anticipating the arrival of the lord.

But after waiting for so long, it still hasn't come.

This made Shemel impatient; the longer this kind of thing was bottled up, the more unbearable it would become.

So today, seeing that his daughter was asleep and only the man in front of him was left in the carriage, he couldn't help but stretch his leg out.

"How much do you think?"

Ron reached out and gently stroked the other person's cheek, lips, and ear.

The voice was incredibly alluring.

"I really, really want to~"

At this moment, Xue Mier felt every pore on her body open up, and the touches from her ears, lips, and cheeks made her delicate body tremble involuntarily.

Knees together, gently rubbing against each other.

My lord, I really want to hug you tightly.

"What a lecherous little wolf."

Looking at the alluring and undisguised desire in Shemir, Ron's lips curled into a wild smile.

Sometimes, it's not the last step that's interesting.

The process itself was also very emotionally engaging.

When they make eye contact, there's an ambiguity in their eyes, their manner of speaking, and the irresistible urge to get closer.

These are the truly wonderful things.

"I... I only act this way towards the lord. Even with my former husband, it was just something I had to do for the sake of procreation. I didn't really have any feelings for him."

Sheriel's statement is a bit untrue, but that's normal. It's like asking about past relationships; whether you have a hundred or a dozen, you'll say you've only dated one or two.

However, Sheryl's words were not entirely a lie; she did not feel anything when she was with her deceased husband.

Because the Ice Wolf tribe is a matriarchal society, female Ice Wolves have a very high status, while male Ice Wolves are used specifically for hunting and reproduction.

They spend the rest of their time hunting, and there is almost no affection between the partners.

In addition, the influence of the matriarchal society made Shemier somewhat admiring of strength. Naturally, she had little interest in her husband, who was obedient to her and had no status in the tribe.

Actually, this is a very normal behavior for Shemier, because most females, women admire strength.

This is something etched into their genes; it can't be changed.

Shermire had admired Ron since he saved her last time, and now that they had spent so much time together and she had witnessed his strength, she couldn't help but want to get closer to him and build a deeper relationship with him.

So just being touched on the ear by the man in front of her felt more intense than being with her husband.

"I see. Well then, I guess I'll have to let you experience it properly."

Looking at the charming Shemir in front of him, Ron's lips curled up wildly, and his hand slowly slid down her cheek.

"My lord, Mr. Mses is still here!"

Shemier glanced at her daughter sleeping on her lap, her face showing a hint of tension and unease.

If anything happens, at least we need to avoid Muses.

If Muses found out, she didn't know how to face it.

"She's asleep, so it's fine. Besides, I'm just giving you a massage today, since you've had a tiring day hunting."

Ron gently pinched Msese's fair cheek, and after confirming that she was alright, he put his hand inside.

It must be said that the Ice Wolf Girl and the Dragon Girl are different.

The dragon girls have smooth scales, while the ice wolf girls have a fluffy feel, but their basic downy fur only grows on their forearms and calves.

The rest of her skin was fair and tender.

"My lord, my lord~"

Shemmier gripped the man's arm, biting her lower lip tightly, her beautiful eyes shimmering with tears, as if they could well spill over at any moment.

"What, do you like my massage?"

Ron was quite confident in his massage skills, after all, the dragon girls were all completely subdued by him.

Shemir's behavior is completely different from that of the dragon girls; their tails curl forward and sway back and forth beside their hands...

"I love you, Lord! I love you the most!"

At this moment, Xue Mier felt her mind go blank, completely occupied by the intense emotions.

Her delicate body trembled slightly, as if completely out of control.

"what do you like about me?"

"Mmm~ I love everything about you, Lord~~"

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Mses, who was sleeping in the carriage, felt a bit noisy.

I groggily opened my eyes and saw a hand in front of me.

She wasn't surprised, nor did she make any noise; she just wanted to know whose hand it was and why it was in front of her.

Her pupils slowly moved downwards, and she witnessed a scene she would never forget...

"Lord~"