The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

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Hua Hua Hua——

woohoo-

Instantly, a powerful energy transformed into a crimson flame, its temperature exceeding any previous level, reaching an astonishing seven hundred degrees Celsius.

This temperature is enough to kill any known ordinary life form, and even extraordinary life forms would mostly turn to ashes in an instant.

Of course, some powerful supernatural beings can use their abilities to resist or neutralize it.

If someone is hit head-on like Ron, very few superhuman beings would survive unscathed...

Right, that is it!

This shameless man should submit to me.

He deserves to be burned by my dragon flames forever, and I should unleash scorching flames on his head.

I have to say, apart from being shameless, this man is actually quite good in other aspects.

Such high temperatures and such powerful dragon flames couldn't even hurt him.

That's good. This way, this shameless man can be at my beck and call forever. Even if he's burned by my dragon flames every day, it won't be a problem.

But this guy is actually pretty good.

Especially the one who taught me how to cultivate dragon-related supernatural powers—it seemed very correct and interesting; I could clearly feel myself getting stronger...

"Ugh... you evil dragon, you..."

Ron was completely convinced this time; this dragon was becoming more and more shameless and defying the heavens.

Previously, the way she looked at me was filled with murderous intent, and she loathed me to the core.

The murderous intent gradually faded, leaving only a faint sense of disgust.

After getting to know each other some time ago, the aversion disappeared and things became indifferent.

I've grown to like her more and more lately; she always shows a charming, restrained expression.

Today, they even unleashed dragon flames directly at his head; this is utterly lawless.

They have absolutely no morals whatsoever.

Damn it! ! !

This evil dragon completely regards itself as a lowly slave!

I can't take it anymore!!!

"how?"

Fria lowered her head, looking at the man she had blasted with dragonfire, licked her pink lips, and smiled smugly:

"As a mere tool, do you still dare to defy the will of this dragon?"

This shameless man.

That day will come eventually!

There will also be times when I trample you under my feet and burn you at will with my dragon flames.

He used to be very arrogant.

Now you're nothing more than a tool that I can use at will.

The kind that you throw away after you've used it.

Thinking of this, Feliya's breathing became more rapid, and the entire dragon became even more excited.

This feeling...

You think I can't handle you?

As he said this, Ron's lips curled up slightly, revealing a sly smile.

That evil dragon is going too far.

If she gets any more arrogant, I'll show her what I'm made of today.

"You think you can?"

Philia lowered her head, looking at the man in front of her with the same disdain one would show to a slave or a tool.

It was as if the other person was something she could crush at any time and control at will.

Why, despite being imprisoned, did they manage to subdue this man?

He even unleashed scorching dragon flames at him, but why did it feel like he was plotting something?

It seemed like he was about to succeed at something.

Damn...

What exactly is it?

Gumbling—

For some reason, Phyllis suddenly felt inexplicably nervous, and couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of dragon's saliva, her delicate body trembling slightly...

Suddenly, she saw the man coming right up to her.

Ignoring the scorching dragon flames and the raging fire, it pressed itself directly against them.

Damn it, he's going to...

Whew... Whew—

*Splashing sound... mouth...*

"You damned human, do you like me so much that you disregard the scorching flames and still want to kiss me..."

Phyllis could no longer gently bite her pink lips, and could only let the other person do as they pleased...

At this moment, her delicate body swayed gently in the moonlight, her fair cheeks were already flushed, her breathing became more and more rapid, and her heart felt as if it was about to jump out of her chest.

Its thick tail swayed back and forth, as if it were engaged in some kind of struggle...

This shameless man.

Why is this happening?

Doesn't he feel any self-loathing at all?

Why do people like this exist in the world?!

It seems that Benlong loves everything deeply; he likes, accepts, and is deeply infatuated with everything.

That burning gaze, that unbridled look, and that behavior that showed absolutely no regard for anything.

This shameless human being.

Why is this dragon so fascinated...?

Gumbling—

Fria couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of dragon's saliva, her beautiful eyes shimmering with tears, as if they were about to overflow.

But he's really great like this.

They understand my thoughts and feelings very well.

That's why I want him to submit to me for life.

I want him to always be my tool.

Benlong seems to have also fallen for him...

"I'm sorry, Fria, you are just too beautiful. I can't control my love for you."

Ron licked his lips, paused, then looked up at the dragon girl in front of him with deep affection, a faint smile on his lips.

He was telling the truth; he was indeed irresistibly infatuated with this version of Fria.

Ron liked her scent; it was sweet and pleasant.

He loved her charming and alluring face, loved her delicate and graceful figure, and even the scorching dragon flames exceeding 700 degrees Celsius wouldn't deter him...

After saying this, Ron couldn't help but swallow, then pressed closer...

Sometimes people are like that; they suddenly become infatuated with something or someone.

I like the feeling the other person brings, I like a certain scent they have, I like their demeanor.

That's exactly the situation Ron is in right now.

Of course, Fria wasn't much better off.

It wouldn't be an exaggeration to say that she initially hated this man to the core; she loathed him to the extreme. Now, however, she's truly transformed into a dragon.

She doesn't reject anything about this man, and even inexplicably likes him. Her emotions rise and fall with his, feeling happy, joyful, shy, nervous, and satisfied.

These emotions are all reflected in her.

Moreover, Fria increasingly felt that she couldn't live without this man.

She was just thinking about what she would do if she returned to her clan's territory now and this man wasn't by her side.

Even with her people by her side, and with Ovir and Lucia around, life seemed to lack some joy, and there were fewer things that could truly make her happy.