The Dragon Girl would never like the Lord.

"It tastes so good!"

Lucia, whose mouth was stuffed full, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration.

"You seem to have some misunderstanding about the word 'small'."

Two days ago, Feliya wanted to say that she was being looked down upon because she was already an adult and was still being called Little Dragon.

Moreover, the nickname "Little Dragon" seems to carry a certain ambiguous connotation.

She didn't want men to call her that...

"Oh?"

As Ron cut into the tender steak with his knife and fork, he spoke with great interest:

"Before we determine your size, it's okay to call you Little Dragon, right? Of course, you can also prove to me that you've really grown up."

Playing with the fire dragon girl while having lunch is quite a nice experience.

"Shameless human, is this all there is to your mind?"

Fria regretted bringing it up, even though she had expected the man to say something strange.

But I didn't expect it to be said so bluntly.

Upon hearing the man's words, Fria suddenly felt a surge of anger, an inexplicable urge to bite him hard...

"if not?"

Ron glanced at Fria's body and said matter-of-factly:

"You're 1.8 meters tall, with long legs, a slim waist, fair skin, a petite figure, and even an adorable tail and dragon horns. How could I possibly think of anything else when faced with someone like you?"

These words were entirely intended to provoke Fria.

"you..."

Fria gritted her teeth in anger, never expecting the man in front of her to describe her in such a way:

"Dragon horns are a symbol of strength, and a dragon tail is a weapon of attack. Don't you find your description ridiculous?"

She increasingly felt that the human in front of her definitely had some strange fetish.

This shameless human...

Upon hearing Fria's description, Lucia stopped what she was doing, stroked her thick tail, and wondered, "Can this thing really be used for fighting?"

"Dragon horns are indeed a symbol of strength, but if I catch them, I'll use them for something else."

Ron thought that if he could grab the dragon's horns, he could become a dragon knight.

Nothing beats the thrill of grabbing onto the dragon girl's horns, no matter how white stockings or twin tails she wears.

"Furthermore, are you sure your dragon tail is for fighting, and not for enhancing the bond between partners?"

Ron felt it was a waste to use Phyllis's soft yet powerful, very curlable tail only for fighting...

"Your ability to disgust dragons is getting stronger and stronger..."

Steam began to rise from the scales on Phyllis's body, and she exhaled heat waves as she spoke;

"Don't worry, everything you think will always be just your wishful thinking. Even if I die, I will never agree to those things."

She vowed never to speak to this human again.

It's absolutely amazing!

But for some reason, Fria suddenly remembered that night in the backyard, the image of the man pinning her to the ground and squeezing her tail...

That intense feeling was unforgettable for her.

So much so that just thinking about it makes its tail wag involuntarily, as if anticipating being pinched and squeezed again...

Sensing the changes within herself, Fria reached out and pressed down on her tail...

That damn tail, it's so useless...

Sometimes she even wondered if Tail had its own thoughts, since it clearly hated the man in front of it and was very resistant to those things.

But its tail seemed to have long since become a toy, manipulated at will by the other party...

"Have you forgotten that I would eat it while it's hot?"

Seeing Philia's exasperated state, Ron felt incredibly pleased.

"..."

Fria didn't want to talk anymore, because she felt that no matter what she said, this man would always come up with strange rebuttals.

Unable to argue, he simply buried his head in his food.

Ron, realizing he'd lost interest, didn't say anything more, since he'd won the argument.

If I have the chance in the future, I'll have a good chat with Phyllis face to face...

Look at this hot-tempered little dragon, how stubborn he is.

"Master is really not honest; he even flirts with Yalongniang during lunch."

Judging from Fria's expression, Fiona deduced that it must be her master saying something explicit.

"No matter what, Master, you can't be so promiscuous everywhere. You should be more restrained in these kinds of things."

Fiona raised her chin and began to instruct with a serious expression.

"I was so busy flirting with the dragon girl that I forgot to flirt with you?"

Ron looked at his maid with a mischievous grin. He had to admit, life was really quite pleasant.

It added a lot of fun to the otherwise boring exploration.

"A maid doesn't want to be teased by her lewd master. Of course, if the master's desires have nowhere to go, the maid can only be teased by his words."

Fiona looked helplessly at the man beside her, seemingly very averse to this kind of thing.

That bastard Ron! He spends all his time flirting with the maids, yet he still flirts with other women!

What a jerk....

What's the point of just talking?

In the past, it was fine if he just talked, but now that there's no real action, how could Ron possibly be satisfied?

"This is a gift for you."

He wiped his mouth and casually pushed the brown wooden leather suitcase on the table in front of Fiona.

"Please tell me what's inside first, otherwise I won't dare to open it with so many people around."

Fiona glanced at the box in front of her, adopting a wary expression, as if afraid that it contained something strange.

"Just a few maid outfits."

Ron told the truth;

"I'm tired of your outfits. You can wear them next time you see me."

There are indeed three maid outfits inside, but they are the tailless maid outfits suitable for the dragon girl.

It seems more interesting to wear these on humans...

"Just a maid outfit?"

Fiona still felt something was wrong. Based on her understanding of Ron, this matter was definitely more complicated than it seemed.

"if not?"

Ron put on an innocent-looking expression;

"Don't always think of me as such a pervert."

To call him a pervert would be going too far; he can only be described as an excellent gentleman.

"Alright, I'll trust my master this once..."

Fiona was still not entirely convinced and opened the box very carefully, afraid that something strange might pop out.

Lilith overheard their conversation.

She pretended to be eating, but her eyes were constantly darting towards the box, wondering what was inside...

"It really is a maid outfit..."

Upon seeing the maid outfit lying quietly inside, Fiona's tone seemed somewhat disappointed.

Because in her imagination, her master would definitely prepare strange things for her.

A simple maid outfit suddenly doesn't seem so interesting anymore.

"You seem disappointed?"

Ron saw a sense of disappointment in his maid's eyes.

This lousy maid, I bet she's expecting something weird...

"How could that be? Maids like anything the master gives them."

Fiona did like it, but not as intensely as she had imagined.