The reserve food raised is the Elf King

One day Eric sent another express delivery to Isabella.

It's a giant scale.

The elves who are as light as the wind have never used this kind of thing, but the great dragon lady, Lady Isabella, feels that she needs an accurate scale to measure her weight.

——Yes, she seriously suspected that she had gained weight.

"You must have been sleeping with Lance too much lately!"

Isabella held her round face in front of the mirror. The clear mirror reflected the girl's watery eyes, and her round eyes made her chin even rounder.

She pouted and complained: "How could I be so greedy..."

These days, Isabella and Lancelot spend much more time together than before. Moreover, the elf has recently indulged her in lying on him, occasionally biting her neck, or licking her long golden hair a few more times. For Miss Dragon, every bite is delicious food that can replenish a lot of energy.

But after eating so much, Isabella still had to eat a large bucket of gold coins and various beautiful jewelry every day, as well as the golden fruits that Lancelot specially picked for her from the tree of life.

Which leads to now——

Isabella found a large open space, placed a scale that could weigh the dragon in the center of the open space, and then transformed back to its original form.

The huge silver dragon folded its wings behind it, lifted its big tail so that it didn't drag on the ground, carefully stepped on its feet, and gently stood on the scale.

Lower your head——

With a nervous mood——

Depend on!

Her swollen belly protruded, and she couldn't even see the number on the scale!

Isabella was so angry that she squeezed out a spark from between her teeth. She stretched out her two short forelimbs, held her belly and pulled it in - breathe in! Breathe in harder!

Then Miss Dragon saw an astronomical weight.

Isabella: "..."

Destroy it, I'm tired.

She wants to lose weight! ! !

Why have you turned into a giant dragon and gained weight from eating too much!

……

After dinner in the evening, Isabella took Lancelot for the first time and said she wanted to go for a walk.

"Is your stomach uncomfortable?" the elf asked with concern. He saw Isabella touching her stomach several times.

"No."

Isabella had a tough mouth. She couldn't help but continue to nibble on the tree of life fruit handed to her by the elf, while sucking hard on her slightly bulging belly, she lied without blinking: "I just want to go out for a walk with you." ~”

She wants to exercise!

Take a walk after a meal and your belly will fly away!

Lancelot was very happy to be coaxed by Isabella. He bent his eyes with a gentle smile, and his eyes were filled with happiness and joy.

He handed another golden fruit to Isabella.

Isabella swallowed greedily, but put her hands behind her back, "I won't eat."

Lancelot was confused: "Aren't you going to eat? But Bella, the amount of food you ate tonight was only half of what it was yesterday."

Isabella was concerned about face and refused to admit that she wanted to lose weight. She gave an excuse: "I'm afraid that if I eat all the fruits of your tree of life, my wool will become bald, and there won't be such delicious fruits in the future."

Seeing that Isabella would take the initiative to consider for the elves, Lancelot was even happier.

He smiled and said, "No, this time the tree of life bears fruit, it's because of you."

Isabella: "Hey, what does it have to do with me?"

Lancelot took her hand and gently touched the vine bracelet on the girl's wrist, which he had personally put on for her.

"To celebrate the arrival of a new queen in Pudacino, the Tree of Life will give you the highest courtesy."

The elf's silver eyes sparkled in the night.

He stared lovingly at the girl standing beside his shoulder. The two walked side by side slowly under the lush tall trees. Everything was so beautiful.

Isabella avoided looking a little uncomfortably. It was clear that the two of them had been in close contact countless times, but she still felt her ears get hot when she mentioned the upcoming wedding.

The awkward girl didn't want to be seen as shy, so in order to maintain face, she deliberately said harshly: "Oh, that's it."

After saying that, he shook off the elf's hand and walked quickly forward. He ran in front of Lancelot and walked forward alone, leaving only the elf's back.

Isabella quickly touched her belly with her hand to relax her sucking belly, and breathed a sigh of relief silently. I was feeling annoyed: Why had she gained so much weight? She almost couldn't get her belly back when she breathed in.

Lancelot stared blankly at the suddenly empty palms, wondering why Isabella suddenly became unhappy again.

But thinking that in the letter Eric sent him specifically, a thick stack of paper recorded what the female dragon should pay attention to during special times, Lancelot quickly felt at ease again. He followed Isabella with a smile, stepping on her shadow, and walked back to the largest tree house in the central forest.

"Do you want to take a shower together?"

After returning home, Lancelot invited with a smile.

Isabella thought about her weight loss plan and ruthlessly refused: "No."

"Every time after washing, I have to wash it again. I am exhausted from all the trouble."

Isabella began to miss the time when she first came to the academy, when she was still a staggering cub, and the elf with a pure and simple heart bathed her. He was really meticulous and only bathed.

How is it like now...

"We will just take a shower today, I promise not to do anything else."

Lancelot bent his dazzling silver eyes and looked at Isabella tenderly and tenderly, with integrity written on his delicate and beautiful face.

Isabella was unmoved this time.

She raised her eyebrows: "Really? I don't believe it."

With that said, he pushed Lancelot out of the bathroom impatiently and closed the door forcefully.

"Are you a beast or am I a beast? If you don't know, you'd think you're in heat!"

If Miss Dragon hadn't still had a rough-skinned and fleshy original form, she could have restored her original form the next day and regained her health at light speed. Otherwise, Isabella's fragile body in human form would have been torn apart by Lancelot, the clingy elf.

Watching the bathroom door close in front of him, a trace of regret flashed in the elf's eyes.

He thought of Isabella's still silent stomach, and anxiously took out the information Eric gave him and read it over again carefully.

"That's right... Now is the fertile period that dragons rarely encounter once in thousands of years. Every symptom of Bella's can be matched, but why hasn't she become pregnant even after I've tried so hard for so long?"

Lancelot sighed.

He waited obediently at the bathroom door, thinking about how to "seduce" Isabella tonight.

The elf remembered a new book he had read recently and learned some new vocabulary that he had never seen before.

Sandwich cookies…

It sounds like a lot of fun.

Lancelot plans to ask Isabella for her opinion tonight. If she is also interested in this, he can perfectly satisfy her idea.

Eric "kindly" reminded him in his letter that the fertility rate of the dragon tribe is very low. If he misses this time, it is estimated that the next time Isabella is pregnant will be 10,000 years later.

The evil Lord Dragon wrote in the letter: Maybe by that time, Isabella would have abandoned this dull and useless elf to find new treasures.

Abandon him?

The silver eyes gradually dimmed, like moonlight falling into the abyss, unable to reveal any brightness.

He would not give Isabella this chance.

He will always be her favorite person.

——His Majesty the Elf King thought confidently.

Unexpectedly, he was slapped in the face as soon as Isabella came out of the bathroom.

After taking a shower, the girl's face was flushed. The water droplets dripped down her soft silver hair and sank into the soft carpet on the ground with a "pop" sound. The little girl's whole body was wrapped in a fluffy bath towel, with only her little head exposed and a pair of bright misty blue eyes.

She looked so cute, but the words coming out of her mouth were extremely cold and ruthless.

"Lance, let's sleep in separate rooms from today on!"

Lancelot: "???"

what?

Isabella poked the flesh on her belly in dismay. She thought about it over and over again and seriously reviewed that she had been too "gluttonous" recently and could not resist the temptation of Lancelot, the fragrant culprit.

and so--

"From today on, I will be a giant dragon with no desires or demands!"

Refuse the temptation of exquisite (beautiful) spirit (color), start with me!