9 Kissing Leads to Pregnancy!
Kissing by the seaside has its own flavor.
The slightly salty, cool breeze brushes against my cheek, chilly yet contrasting sharply with the heat of our lips.
Her body is so soft that once I embrace her, I don’t want to let go.
The beauty wrapped around my muscular arms, her chest and abdomen pressed tightly against my perfectly chiseled body. Her delicate waist, barely the size of my hand, is deeply held in my embrace, making her look as seductive as a slithering snake under my large hand.
My fingers run through her hair, leaving traces of her unique fragrance on my fingertips.
I gently cradle Roswiser’s neck, trying to bring our lips as close as possible.
Of course, with our daughters watching, this level of intimacy is quite appropriate.
Even if I can sense Roswiser wanting to kiss more deeply, once her warm tongue starts to probe, I gently keep it at bay.
No restraint whatsoever, silly dragon.
The kiss didn’t last long.
There’s a technique to throwing romantic sparks—it’s not about quantity, but quality.
Holding hands, playful teasing, sweet whispers—all can’t compare to the real deal of a kiss.
After this kiss, we’ve had our fill, and Moon finally gets to see what Anna meant about “kids shouldn’t watch”!
Noia also had some of her worries eased, as her anxious little heart calmed a bit.
At the same time, shipping our couple got a satisfying boost.
She had already thought of the title for her next narrative essay:
“My OTP Turns Out to Be My Parents”
The little dragon girls lounged on their beach chairs, savoring the sweet moment they just witnessed.
When Mom and Dad finally walked over, it took them a moment to recollect themselves.
“Noia, Moon, it’s time to go back. The temperature’s dropping, and being out here too long can lead to a cold.”
As she spoke, Roswiser picked Little Light up in her arms.
I also scooped up Noia and Moon, one on each side.
I’m starting to get a bit wary of holding my little daughter now.
While that uppercut doesn’t pack much punch, it sure hits the mark every time.
I’m convinced Little Light must be a natural-born boxing prodigy; otherwise, how could a girl barely a month old have given this dragon-slaying dad a psychological bruise?
I even think my theory is quite reasonable.
Noia is a genius and the queen of grades;
Moon is exceptionally gifted and has a dual awakening.
So, Little Light being a punching (poking) prodigy makes sense, right?
Looks like I need to pay more attention to my little girl’s skills in martial arts; she might just be a rising star!
“Dad,” Moon tugged at my shirt collar and asked.
“What’s up?”
Moon pursed her little lips, glancing at me then at her sister squished against my side.
Noia gave a nearly imperceptible nod, and Moon continued, “What does kissing feel like?”
Her tone was quite serious, and her big eyes were filled with curiosity.
The moment I heard that question, I nearly tripped over my own feet.
Staring at my daughter’s earnest expression, it seemed like after I explained the feel of kissing, she’d hunt around for something to try it on.
During their childhood, whether dragon or human, parents usually try their best to educate them about knowledge and magic.
But there are two types of education that kids miss out on:
d*ath education and X education.
Both are often overlooked by most adults because they’re too far removed from children’s experiences, so when the time comes for them to understand, it’s often last-minute scrambling.
Worse still, when the appropriate X education is needed, they’re informed it’s a taboo topic, leading to rebellious explorations in their teenage years.
So many kids get led astray by their curiosity, making it necessary for me to guide my daughters properly.
I thought for a moment and found a kid-friendly analogy.
“Think of it like sucking on jelly.”
“Sucking on jelly?”
“Yep, if you’re curious, I’ll buy you a bag of jelly later. Once you eat it all, you’ll know what kissing feels like.”
Correct guidance is all about taking baby steps. I can’t flood Moon with that kind of knowledge all at once.
Just a hint, a relatable metaphor, and that should suffice.
Even if Moon wants to try it later, it’s just jelly—no harm done!
Little dragon girl brightened up, wagging her tail and her little tuft of hair, “Yay! Jelly time~”
Meanwhile, Noia just covered her face silently.
You’re so easily fooled, little sister!
Did you not realize Dad didn’t actually answer you directly?!
He just squashed your curiosity with a bag of jelly!
“Noia.”
“Uh? Huh… what’s up, Dad?”
“You want a bag of jelly too?”
“Um, sure…”
Fine, curiosity can wait for now.
It’s not that kissing is so great; jelly just has a better cost-benefit ratio!
Us Melkway daughters are experts in changing our expressions!
Roswiser, over there holding Little Light, smiles at me while I coax the girls.
She thinks that despite all the lies and hypocrisy in this world, there are two things that are always trustworthy—
One, General Leon’s dragon-slaying efficiency;
Two, Dad’s parenting skills.
Just like that question Moon asked out of nowhere: what does kissing feel like?
If it were up to her, she might find it a bit hard to broach the subject and awkwardly attempt to explain it.
But I smoothly transitioned to jelly anecdote, providing Moon with a simple yet fitting analogy.
Seriously, where would I find such a versatile husband like Casmod?
You keep pretending to be my husband, just don’t run away.
Before heading back to the hotel, I bought two bags of jelly for Noia and Moon.
The two little dragon girls happily clutched their jelly on the way back to their room.
Initially, they wanted Little Light to join, but I said she’d be sleeping with me and Mom tonight.
Noia and Moon had no objections.
However, when I said that, they both sensed a hint of resentment coming from their mother…
Ah forget it, that’s adult stuff. No need to delve too deep.
Once back in the room, Moon eagerly tore into the jelly bag, pulling one out and cautiously pressing her soft lips against the surface.
Cool, soft, a bit sweet with a hint of strawberry flavor.
“Is this what kissing feels like? It seems… not that special. Ahh~”
Moon gobbled up that jelly and reached for another.
After lightly pressing her lips again, she scarfed it down once more.
Before long, she had finished the entire bag of jelly.
Noia only had one; she gave the rest to Moon, “Here, eat up!”
“Thanks, sis!”
Noia’s jelly was grape-flavored, also quite tasty.
After finishing, little Moon lay sprawled out on the bed, staring blankly at the ceiling and letting out a satisfied burp.
“How does it feel?” Noia asked.
Moon pondered for a moment and replied leisurely,
“Ummmm… it’s sweet, soft, slippery in my mouth, quite nice. And I feel… a bit bloated. Did my belly get bigger?”
Noia poked Moon’s belly with her tail, “Yep, it’s a bit distended.”
Moon suddenly sat up, seriously saying, “Sis, if kissing makes the belly grow bigger, does that mean you’re pregnant with a baby?”
Noia blinked, “What… do you mean? Is kissing a prerequisite for having a baby?”
Moon excitedly nodded her little head, analyzing with great logic,
“Uh-huh! Remember when Dad and Mom kissed during their date in Sky City? Not long after, Mom was pregnant. So, I really believe I’m onto something; as long as you kiss, you can get pregnant!”
This had crossed over into Noia’s blind spot of knowledge.
What she studied didn’t include anything about ‘having babies.’
“As long as you kiss, you can get pregnant…” Noia pondered, feeling there might be some logic there.
“Sis, Moon wants… I want another sister!”
The little dragon girl excitedly leaned toward her sister, her pretty eyes sparkling, even her tuft of hair seemed to plead, “Let’s figure out a way for Dad and Mom to kiss more, okay?”
Another sister, huh…
If we had another family member, wouldn’t that mean Mom and Dad would try harder to keep the family together?
Noia hesitated for a moment, then nodded,
“Alright! Let’s get Mom and Dad to kiss more!”
“Okay! The Kissing Operation is a go!”
