Read Novel Full Vol 9. Chapter 63: You’re Already Crying From Anxiety
Vol 9. Chapter 63: You’re Already Crying From Anxiety
Noa’s answer was exactly what Claudia had expected.
This child had clear loves and hates, and she trusted only her own judgment of the world.
That kind of personality would be extremely beneficial to her future growth.
At the very least, she wouldn’t be swayed by outside voices, nor would she let others drag her around by the nose.
“All right,” Claudia said with a nod. “Then there’s nothing else. Go back and rest, Noa. Now that this mission is over, you have a few days of leave. How do you plan to spend it?”
“Vivian invited Helena and me to Sky City,” Noa replied. “And my parents are also planning to travel for a bit these next few days, so this break will probably turn into a family outing.”
Claudia smiled.
“Good. Have fun.”
“Mm-hm!”
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The next morning, Silver Dragon Sanctuary.
Inside the bedroom, Leon and Rosvisser were just finishing their morning “training.”
Soft, intoxicating dragon sounds rose and fell in rhythm with the man’s movements behind her. Her long, graceful legs instinctively drew inward as overwhelming pleasure surged through her body.
Just as she was about to reach the peak, a broad hand covered Rosvisser’s mouth. Warm breath brushed her ear.
“It’s morning, my dear little dragon. Don’t make such loud noises, all right?”
Unable to make a sound, the stimulation had nowhere to release.
At that moment, Rosvisser felt as if a bomb called desire had been buried deep inside her.
And it was about to explode mercilessly.
With Leon’s final movement, her entire body trembled. Her silver tail curled unconsciously, and even the soft flesh of her thighs quivered.
At the very end, their senses overturned together, husband and wife reaching the summit at the same time.
When the “training” ended, Leon fetched a towel and gently wiped Rosvisser’s legs clean.
The queen lay back against the carpet, eyes half closed, trying to calm her breathing and heartbeat.
Yet her mind still lingered on the lingering aftertaste of pleasure.
Like a lucid dream.
After cleaning her, Leon lay down beside her, lifting his arm and resting both hands behind his head.
Rosvisser leaned closer, pressing her cheek lightly against his warm, solid chest.
“I still want… more…”
As she spoke, her slender hand slid slowly down his abdomen.
Only to be stopped before reaching its destination.
Leon caught her wrist and said gently,
“The girls will be up in five minutes. We’re taking them to Sky City today, remember?”
Rosvisser let out a sleepy laugh.
“Of course I remember. I just think you could finish another round in five minutes.”
Leon: ?
“I think you’re asking to be disciplined again.”
At that, Leon went straight for her sensitive spots.
Ticklish and overwhelming, Rosvisser finally surrendered.
“Mm—okay, okay, I’m wrong, I’m wrong. No more teasing.”
She stood up, straightened her loose nightclothes, and padded barefoot to the wardrobe to pick out what to wear.
“Funny timing, really,” she said lazily. “We’d planned a short break anyway, and it just happens to overlap with Noa’s post-mission leave. It does feel like it’s been a long time since we all went out together.”
As Noa, Moon, and Aurora gradually grew older, the Melkvey family truly hadn’t traveled together as often as before.
The children had their own responsibilities now.
And Leon and Rosvisser were constantly on the move as well.
Even if everyone had good reasons, the ones who suffered most were Muse and Xiaoxue.
One was still too young, with little to do each day, always hoping to play with her parents and sisters.
The other was quiet and timid, rarely getting chances to spend time with everyone together.
So even if Noa’s holiday disrupted the couple’s original plan for alone time, neither of them minded.
Time as a couple was wonderful—but time with family was even better.
After choosing her outfit, Rosvisser turned back.
“I’ll go wake the girls.”
“Okay. Let’s meet in the dining hall later.”
“Mm.”
Leon dressed and went downstairs.
In the past, he had always been the one to wake the girls, but as they grew older, there were times when that no longer felt appropriate.
After all—daughters should avoid their father at certain ages.
And Leon, the most respectful and ironclad doting father imaginable, would never barge into their rooms without permission.
Rosvisser knocked on the sisters’ door.
It opened quickly—Aurora stood there.
“Morning, Aurora.”
“Morning, Mom.”
Seeing that she was already washed and dressed, Rosvisser asked curiously:
“You’re up so early?”
“Yes, because big sis is choosing clothes. We’re helping her decide.”
Noa.
Choosing clothes.
Rosvisser froze for a moment.
If Moon or Aurora needed time to pick outfits, that would be normal—but Noa, whose standard was usually “as long as it’s wearable,” needed to choose clothes?
She followed Aurora inside and saw the girls gathered before the mirror.
The bed and sofa were covered with beautiful dresses.
“Aren’t those… Moon’s dresses?” Rosvisser asked.
Aurora nodded.
“Did you think big sis would buy dresses like that herself?”
As girls reached adolescence, they naturally wanted to express individuality.
Even twins eventually developed different tastes in clothing.
And Noa’s aesthetic had always been the opposite of Moon’s.
Noa preferred clean, functional styles—short jackets, fitted tops, athletic shorts.
Moon, on the other hand, adored dresses of all kinds, like little cakes in different flavors.
“Mm… this one doesn’t work. It doesn’t hold up,” Xiaoxue said.
“So there really is such a thing as unfair distribution,” Moon muttered helplessly.
Then came the fourth sister’s merciless verdict:
“Loosen your expectations, big sis. Some things just aren’t born with you.”
A dull thump followed as a dress was tossed onto the sofa.
“I’m going to use Primordial Ascension to remodel myself with a bigger chest!”
“No, no, big sis, don’t!” Aurora hurried over.
“Mom’s here—she definitely has a solution!”
As soon as Aurora spoke, Rosvisser stepped forward.
She looked at Noa and asked:
“What’s wrong? Is the dress the wrong size?”
Noa nodded, glancing down at her completely flat chest.
“I can’t fill out Moon’s dresses at all…”
Rosvisser raised an eyebrow and laughed.
“Why do you suddenly want to wear dresses? You’re usually so casual.”
Before Noa could answer, the second princess chimed in:
“Because big sis made a new friend named Vivian, and Helena will be there too—so she wants to dress a little prettier.”
The jealousy practically spilled out of her words.
It seemed Moon was quite invested in the title of “Silver Dragon Beauty.”
“Don’t talk nonsense, Moon. I just want to try a different style,” Noa protested.
Moon hugged a dress and shrugged.
“Looks more like you want to match Helena’s preferences.”
Such aggressive accuracy, dear…
Rosvisser sighed inwardly. The sister-complex seemed to be evolving again.
Noa smiled helplessly, pinched Moon’s cheek, then turned to Rosvisser.
“Mom, do you have any way to help me fill these dresses?”
Rosvisser thought for a moment.
“Oh, I do. Wait here.”
She hurried out of the room.
About ten minutes later, she returned with two flesh-colored pads in her hands.
The sisters blinked in unison.
Aurora asked,
“Mom… what are those?”
“Chest pads. You stick them inside to give a bit of volume.”
Aurora glanced at her own overwhelmingly developed chest.
“Mom… you still need those?”
“They’re not mine. They’re Milan’s. She used them back when she went on dates with her husband. I borrowed them.”
“…Our sisterhood clearly has rules,” Aurora muttered. “Everyone’s flat except the queen.”
Once the pads were in place, the change was obvious.
“Wow… the effect really is that good,” Noa said in surprise.
Moon stared in shock.
“If I’d known these existed, what was all that papaya soup I drank for?!”
Xiaoxue patted her head.
“That just means you’re greedy.”
Muse walked over, her expression cool as ever, and delivered a precise strike.
“Big sis, this power does not belong to you.”
Noa immediately pulled her into a headlock and rubbed her head vigorously.
“What does a kid know, huh, huh, huh?!”
Muse: …