After asking, Isa didn't care about how the couple would respond and continued indulging in snuggling with the baby, "Little Light, come, call Auntie, Isa~ Auntie~"
Before Little Light could open her mouth, Rossweise spoke up from the side, "Sis, actually, Little Light... still can't talk."
Isa was stunned for a moment, blinked, and asked in surprise, "How is that possible? Isn't she already three months old? Why can't she talk yet?"
"It's true, sis. Leon and I have been teaching her for a month, but Little Light still can't say even the simplest 'Papa' or 'Mama'..."
Luna jumped up beside them, raising her hand, "'Sister' too! She can't say 'Sister' either!"
"Yes, she has never called Luna or Noah 'Sister' either. We think there might be something wrong with the baby's health, so we want to take her to Sky City for a checkup tomorrow."
"Pah, pah, pah, what do you mean 'not healthy'? My little niece is perfectly healthy."
Isa coaxed the little Little Light in her arms, "Baby, your parents say that you're three months old and still can't talk. Auntie doesn't believe it. Come, call 'Auntie' and show them."
Leon sighed, "Sis, just give up. I've nearly worn out my lips talking for a whole month, but Little Light, she—"
"Au ~ un~ tee ~"
Leon: ???
Rossweise: ???
Luna: ???
"Aww~ Listen to that 'Auntie,' how sweet it sounds~", Isa fiercely snuggled against Little Light's little face, completely ignoring the dumbfounded couple beside her, "Little Light, darling, call 'Auntie' again~"
"Auntie~ Auntie~", That soft, milky voice completely melted the Red Dragon Queen's heart. Just snuggling wasn't enough to satisfy Isa anymore. She pressed a deep kiss onto Little Light's chubby cheeks, leaving a faint lipstick mark on the baby's smooth, fair skin.
Little Light didn't seem to mind such affectionate gestures from Isa. With the lipstick mark still on her cheek, she giggled and waved her little hands toward her Auntie, as if signaling her to come closer.
"Hm? Little Light, do you have a secret to whisper to Auntie?", Isa asked as she slowly leaned in closer.
Seeing this, Leon's eyes immediately locked onto Little Light's tiny pink fists. A wave of unpleasant memories surged up, and his chin started aching faintly—
'Oh no!'
"Sis! Watch out for the uppercut!", Leon shouted.
"What uppercut?"
As soon as the words left her mouth, it was already too late.
Isa had already leaned in close to Little Light, and the baby had reached out her little hand toward Auntie's face.
Leon seemed to foresee what was about to happen and quickly covered his own eyes. While also covering Rossweise's.
However, in the next second, the expected "ouch" didn't come.
When he opened his eyes, he saw that Little Light was gently cupping her Auntie's pretty face and had given her a baby's first kiss.
A kiss with the scent of milk, making Isa's heart overflow with love.
She held Little Light tightly and looked at her sister, seriously declaring, "I hereby solemnly announce that Aurora K. Melkvei is now a child of the Red Dragon lineage. In a hundred years, she will be the next Red Dragon Queen!"
Seeing this scene, Leon's expression became indescribable. His chin seemed to let out a silent protest.
On his face, three big words were practically written:
'Why?"
'Why was the first word 'Auntie'?'
'Why does only Dad get uppercuts?'
'Why won't she kiss Dad?'
'Do you know how much of a blow this is to a daughter-con like me?'
'I'm tired. Let's destroy everything.'
'Bring me my Black Gold War Chariot—tonight, I shall trample this sorrowful land!'
Rossweise glanced at Leon. Although he looked somewhat devastated, he probably wouldn't die from it.
She then turned back and walked toward her sister.
Looking at Little Light in Isa's arms, her little daughter also met her gaze.
Rossweise reached out and gently tickled her daughter's cheek, her tone slightly melancholy, "But why won't Little Light call us..."
It seemed that the little dragon had sensed her mother's hidden jealousy in those words. Being highly emotionally intelligent, she immediately spoke up,
"Mama~"
Rossweise froze for a moment, then showed a relieved smile, "You little thing, so you were just pretending not to talk all this time, weren't you?"
Little Light: "Hee hee~"
The Queen raised an eyebrow, letting out a laugh of exasperation as she poked Little Light's little belly, "You're still laughing? So, Mom guessed right, didn't she? You did it on purpose. Hmph, from now on, let your Auntie hold you. Mom won't hug you anymore."
"Mama~ Hug~", Little Light stretched her little arms toward Rossweise.
"Alright, alright, come, Mama will hug you."
Classic scene: The Melkvei family's mother dragons all change faces instantly.
Isa handed Little Light over to her sister.
Her little niece might be young, but she sure was sharp.
Once in her mother's arms, Little Light played with Rossweise's silver hair and snuggled against her cheek, looking very affectionate.
"So, Little Light, since when did you start deliberately refusing to call me and your dad?", Rossweise asked.
"A long~ long~ long time ago~", A three-month-old young dragon might have developed basic thinking and communication skills, but their perception of the external world was still in an exploratory stage.
Thus, Little Light had no clear concept of time and couldn't accurately describe when she had started speaking or when she had begun teasing her parents on purpose.
But since she said it was 'a long time ago,' Rossweise guessed it was probably like Noah. Able to speak by about half a month old.
"Then why didn't you want to call Dad and Mom?", Rossweise asked again.
"Because... Dad and Mom always argue... it's fun!"
'Argue?'
Rossweise pondered over this choice of words.
'Oh~'
'She is probably trying to say "bicker," right?'
'So... Our little daughter is actually...'
'A drama lover?'
She had held back speaking for two whole months just to enjoy the fun of watching them?
And then, as soon as she did start speaking, she immediately won back her mom, sister, and auntie's hearts in record time?
In some ways, even Noah, a genius, wouldn't be able to pull off this entire scheme so flawlessly.
No wonder they say, "Each new generation surpasses the previous one." Rossweise silently sighed.
"Mama, Luna wants to hold little sister too~", Luna walked up to Rossweise, tugging at her clothes.
"Alright, be careful."
"Mhm, mhm!"
Luna carefully took Little Light into her arms.
"Little sister, little sister, what should you call Luna?"
Little Light sweetly called out, "Sister~"
The moment that word left her lips, Luna's heart melted. Her ahoge and tail wagged happily.
'So this was Noah's happiness? What a rush!'
"Sister, kiss~"
Little Light even took the initiative to give her a kiss.
Easily won over the second sister.
Now, the final one...
Rossweise, Luna, and Isa all turned their gazes toward the daughter-con who had been sulking for ten whole minutes.
Luna walked up to her father with Little Light in her arms, "Daddy, do you want to hold little sister?"
Leon lowered his eyes to look at his two daughters, his expression slightly stiff, as if he had no intention of holding Little Light.
Rossweise crossed her arms, sizing up the dumb man.
Having lived together for so long, of course, she understood what that idiot was thinking at this moment.
So simple—this doting father was feeling unbalanced, his jealousy had spilled over, and now he was throwing a tantrum.
Seeing that her father remained unmoved, Little Light decided to take action again, just like before, when she had easily won over Mommy, Sister, and Aunt. This time, she would take down Daddy just as easily.
"Daddy, hug hug~", Little Light stretched her arms toward Leon, her big pink eyes full of longing for fatherly love.
However, our dear daughter-obsessed General Cosmod remained completely still, merely staring at Little Light in silence, as if he was dead set on sulking.
"Dad" Little Light called out again in a soft, babyish voice.
Unfortunately—
Dad still showed no reaction.
'Seriously, do you think this doting father has no temper?'
'You can easily manipulate your mom and your second sister, but when it comes to me, your dad? Ha, don't even think about it!'
'If I don't teach this clever little girl a lesson today, she'll never know what kind of principled man her father truly is.'
'Want Daddy to hug you?'
'Dream on, Aurora!'
"Daddy~ Hug Little Light~", For the third time, Little Light asked for a hug from her father.
That soft and sweet voice, those innocent eyes, the pitiful way she gazed at Leon. If it had been anyone else, they would have already scooped up this precious little girl without hesitation.
But General Leon was no ordinary man.
When he said he wouldn't hug, he meant it.
This was the bottom line and dignity of a father.
Little Light blinked her pretty big eyes and looked at her unresponsive father.
She tilted her little head, then turned to look at Luna, "Sister, lift me up high~"
Luna nodded and carefully lifted Little Light to Leon's chest level.
She thought Little Light wanted to pounce directly into Daddy's arms. So that no matter what, Daddy would have no choice but to catch her.
Leon had the same thought as Luna.
But he was already mentally prepared—no matter what, he would not hold Little Light. Absolutely not!
Being lifted up, Little Light waved her tiny arms, still making gestures for a hug.
Leon remained standing still, refusing to respond.
He watched his little daughter inch closer and closer, a cold sneer forming in his heart.
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