The dragon lady doesn't like the lord

The four eyes are facing each other, and the two are looking at each other.

They didn't avert their eyes from each other, and it was unknown what they were thinking.

"After taking a bath, can we eat barbecue now~"

The greedy Lucia broke the quiet atmosphere.

She showed no signs of approaching adulthood, and her lively appearance formed a sharp contrast with Olivia and Filya.

"of course can."

Ron walked out of the pavilion and came in front of the three little dragons, glancing at them one by one.

After they showered, cleaned themselves up, and changed into maid outfits, which looked completely different from the dirty grey cloth they had worn before.

Feilia has long red hair. Although her face and lips are pale, her beautiful eyes are very bright.

The crystal water droplets remaining on the slender neck slid down along the collarbone and sank into the white lace neckline. It was unknown whether they were absorbed by the dry clothes or continued to slide down.

The beautiful legs are round and long, and the muscle lines can be clearly seen when walking. The red scales on the calves shine like rubies under the sunlight.

Lucia, with her long light blue hair, held her thick tail and combed her blue scales. When she lowered her head, her fair skin was clearly visible.

Since there is a slit on the back of the maid outfit, when you lower your head and see the wrinkles on the clothes, you can vaguely see the fullness on the sides.

As a nobleman, Ron was very gentlemanly. Without looking at her for long, he turned his gaze to Olivia, who had long dark gray hair and wheat-colored skin.

Her figure is even more slender than Filya's. Clear muscle lines can be seen on her arms, calves and thighs, giving her the look of a dark-skinned, bodybuilding dragon girl.

Maybe she noticed Ron's gaze or something, but Ovier's tail couldn't help but sway from side to side.

"Have you seen enough?"

Feiliya's red vertical pupils condensed and she looked at the other person with unfriendly eyes. She felt that there was something wrong with the eyes of the human in front of her.

"Sorry, I'm just curious about the dragon lady in a maid outfit."

Ron explained calmly that he was telling the truth. It was difficult for normal people to react to aliens.

If the opponent is a very powerful dragon girl...that's another story.

"Mother Yalong, what a strange name..."

Filiya frowned, she didn't understand the meaning of this, but she thought it was a damnable name, and the maid outfit sounded weird.

Human beings are creatures that always come up with all kinds of strange things.

"This is the general term we humans use to refer to women of your sub-dragon race."

Ron actually didn't know if there was anyone in the world who called female dragons that.

"What is a woman?"

This male human always speaks some incomprehensible words.

Ron motioned for them to follow and patiently explained:

"Woman is what you call female, and man is me, which is what you call male. From now on, don't refer to male or female, just use woman and man instead."

"Why?"

Feilia raised her chin proudly and looked at the man beside her;

"We the Arlongs have been calling ourselves this for thousands of years. Why should we change it because of a human like you?"

She is proud of being a dragon and does not want to compromise with humans, even though she has already compromised several times.

"Because I am your lord now."

Ron stopped and looked at the little dragon beside him with a serious expression;

"Is this how you all talk to your leader in the tribe? If so, then perhaps I should consider your loyalty."

"you...."

Feilia frowned and looked at the man in front of her, speechless for a moment.

"Ouch~Oviel, your tail poked my stomach~"

Lucia, who was not looking at the road and admiring the scenery in the courtyard, bumped into Ovier.

"Lucia, you bumped into me..."

Ovier held her tail helplessly...Lucia is always so reckless.

"So that's how it is~ I thought you were poking me."

Lucia chuckled and scratched her head a little embarrassedly.

"Oh, it smells so good~ I can smell the aroma of barbecue~"

Lucia narrowed her eyes and sniffed the air in front of her, her face full of excitement;

"Lord Ron didn't lie to us. There really is barbecue to eat."

Sweet ambergris kept secreting from her mouth, and she changed the way she addressed Ron from "human" to "lord".

"You have a really good nose. You can smell it from such a far distance."

Ron estimated that this place was at least twenty meters away from the restaurant.

"Hehe~"

Lucia chuckled, and her expression seemed to say, if you know how to praise, then praise more.

No, there is nothing to be proud of... Olivia on the side wanted to complain because she also smelled the aroma of barbecue.

"You can eat as much as you want in a while."

Ron knew that they hadn't eaten much in the past few days, so he prepared ten servings of barbecue, hoping that there would be some leftovers.

"Okay~"

As a staunch surrenderist, Lucia did not hide her joy at all.

Under Ron's leadership, the Asian dragon women came to the human restaurant for the first time. Of course, other Asian dragons had been to human restaurants before, but they were just lying on the plates.

The restaurant's door was more than three meters high and the interior was spacious. There were translucent crystal chandeliers hanging from the ceiling and several explicit oil paintings hanging on the walls on both sides.

A long brown wooden dining table, eight meters long and capable of seating 20 people, is placed in the center.

On the dining table, there were more than a dozen plates of various sizes, including a whole golden crispy roast chicken, a three-pound lamb leg, milk that had just been squeezed in the morning, and several baskets of wheat bread spread with honey.

That's today's breakfast.

When the maid Fiona saw the man coming in, she considerately pulled out the main seat stool;

"Master, please enjoy your meal. If you need anything, please tell the maid."

"You should sit down and eat with us."

In the past, when Ron ate, the maid would serve him on the side, and would only sit at the table after he finished eating.

"Master, this is against the rules. It would be extremely impolite to do this."

Fiona has received professional training and will normally perform her duties as a maid. But if she gets anxious, that's another matter.

"My words are the rules."

As a modern man, Ron doesn't care about aristocratic etiquette and does whatever he feels comfortable with.

"I know, Master."

Fiona lifted up her skirt, slightly bent her calves wrapped in black pantyhose, bent her slender waist and saluted, then pulled out a stool, smoothed the corners of her skirt, and placed her round buttocks on the stool.

She felt that Ron had changed, not the same as before, but she couldn't tell exactly what was different.

"Yes, it's roast chicken and roast lamb legs, they smell so good~"

Lucia's mouth was full of ambergris, and she couldn't take her eyes off the barbecue on the dining table. If Olivia hadn't asked her to eat it as soon as she came in, she would have started eating it long ago.

Feilia's throat moved slightly, and dragon liquid began to secrete from her mouth.

However, her expression did not change at all, and she seemed not interested in the food.

Ron saw Lucia looking anxiously and smiled;

"You too, sit down and eat. These are prepared for you."

Chapter 9 Feeding Feilia a chicken leg with my own hands! The maid doesn’t want to feed her!

On the dining table, there were plates of grilled meat, steaming and emitting a fragrant aroma.

Lucia, whose mouth was constantly secreting ambergris, couldn't wait to go to the dining table, bent down, leaned over, grabbed the roast chicken and put it into her mouth.

"Mmm~Mmm~It smells so good~"

After taking a bite, Lucia narrowed her eyes slightly, revealing a happy expression.

"Gulp~" Seeing Lucia eating with relish, Olivia couldn't help but swallow a mouthful of ambergris.

Although she wanted to eat, she did not lose her composure like Lucia.

He walked lightly to the dining table and pulled out the chairs;

"Lucia, sit down and eat. Don't eat so fast. Be careful not to choke again."

She gave gentle reminders like an older sister.

"Oh, got it."

While chewing the roast chicken that was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, Lucia pressed her round and plump buttocks heavily on the brown wooden stool.

The spacious wooden bench is completely covered by the buttocks.

Ovier turned her head and looked at the stool with half of her body exposed. She knew the gap between herself and Lucia.

Lucia must be the most fertile dragon in our tribe.

Looking at the steaming barbecue in front of her, she picked up one and started eating.

Ovier was about to reach adulthood and her body was weak and needed nourishment. Knowing this, she did not refuse the food prepared by humans.

Feiliya seemed to be still hesitating whether to eat or not. She just sat on the wooden bench, looking at the roasted lamb leg in front of her with a conflicted look on her face.

Human food, don't eat it.