I'm a dragon, I only want to steal princesses

Chapter 350 Strange dining table

Dinner time, the Endless Tower table.

Ganon sat on the master's seat, and Moura stood beside him, putting her hand on his shoulder, waving her other hand, and announcing to everyone with a smile on her face:

"That's it, we're together!"

"Pfft!" The person who reacted the most was Dolan Siloni. When she heard this, she spat out the tea in her mouth, then covered her mouth and coughed uncontrollably.

When Moura said she had something to announce at the dinner table, she never thought that such a shocking development would happen.

She looked back and forth between Ganouen and Mora in confusion, unable to figure it out.

You must know that she has been doing research in the workshop with Mo La for the past two days. Today, she watched Ganouen and Mo La go out together for less than half a day, and the result was like this when they came back. She couldn't help but start to wonder if she was Dreaming.

Both Zhenna and Isabel looked as usual and continued to play with the food in front of them. Zhenna even waved to Mo La: "Okay, let's eat well."

Mo La immediately realized that these two people had been with her for a long time and did not take her words seriously at all, so she straightened her face and coughed hard.

Zhenna and Isabel looked at her in surprise, then looked at each other, and asked in unison: "Isn't this a joke?"

"Well, I think you won't break up with me because of this matter." Mo La asked worriedly.

At this point, the two of them were finally convinced that Mo La was seriously mentioning this matter.

Zhenna sighed and looked at Ganouen: "Finally took action? Huh?"

Ganon just smiled.

"Of course I won't mind if you have new friends. It's better to say it!" Isabel clapped her hands and looked very happy, "Do you need me to lend you some 'information' for research?"

"No way..." Mo La replied subconsciously, waving her hands repeatedly.

But almost immediately, she changed her mind in her heart.

Now that it’s time, why don’t we do some research?

"Okay, no one here has the same hobbies as you!" Anya said angrily to Isabel, and then pretended to be understated and raised the cup towards Mo La, "Anyway, let's congratulate and talk to each other first."

"Thank you, in every sense." Mo La thanked Anya sincerely.

If Anya hadn't pushed her ahead of time, she didn't know if she would have taken this step.

Salil remained silent and just looked back and forth between Ganouen and Moura. The expression on her face was mixed with entanglement, distress, and a little bit of regret.

Annerogie kept sipping the milk from the cup in front of her, looking distracted and indifferent to this matter.

But after a while, she suddenly realized something and looked at Moura with some concern: "Wait a minute, then you will be like them and have to sleep with Ganouen every few days?"

This unscrupulous straight shot condensed the atmosphere at the dinner table for a moment. Mora looked at Ganoen, Ganoen raised his eyebrows, and Mora's face suddenly turned red.

"Well, let's wait... wait until the time comes." Moura rubbed her hands and replied with some embarrassment.

"The pleasant evenings are about to be shortened again," said Anne sadly to herself.

Dolan Siloni finally recovered from her coughing. After listening to the conversation, she looked around in shock at all the members present, and finally realized a problem.

She looked at Ganouen, looking like she was hesitant to speak. As soon as Ganon saw her like this, he asked, "What's the matter, Dolan?"

"Dolan?" Anya frowned upon hearing this title.

When did these two people become close? Anya felt a sense of crisis.

But then Dolan Siloni suddenly gave her a menacing glare, and Anya suddenly didn't dare to speak.

"Actually, I have a question I've always wanted to ask." Dolan Siloni adjusted her breathing and chose her words carefully, "Helganon..."

"Ganoen." The owner of the table raised his hand to correct him.

"G-Ganoen...then what is your relationship with these people here?" Dolan Siloni asked in a low voice, feeling uncomfortable.

This question made the atmosphere here become a little weird again. Ganon thought about it and was about to answer when Zhenna suddenly raised her hand wordlessly and winked at Isabel.

Isbell raised her hand in understanding. Anya sighed when she saw them doing this, and put down the tableware and raised her hand with a look of trouble.

Mora looked very happy when she saw this and raised her hand.

Naturally, Dolan Silonie's mind was not incapable of understanding what this meant. Those who raised their hands here probably all had some unusually close relationship with Ganouen.

There were actually four of them among the six, which was enough to shock her.

But soon, Annerogie put down her cup, raised her hand and asked timidly: "Is it okay to sleep together occasionally?"

Dolan Siloni's eyes widened even more. Not only did they occasionally sleep together, but could they have a more exaggerated relationship with those people over there?

"Salil, why don't you raise your hand?" Annie looked at the angel sitting opposite with some confusion, "Don't you often..."

"Shut up, I just, just occasionally ask him to practice my dream infiltration ability!" Salil blushed and defended, "If you keep talking, do you believe I will let you take a shot of holy light?"

"Then do you want to explain the content of the dream?" Zhenna suddenly asked.

Sally was speechless. She emphasized to Ganouen over and over again that she only sneaked into Ganouen's dreams regularly to relieve the succubus's instinctive impulse. Ganouen never said anything and just let her go.

But what else could a succubus' dream contain? Because of Ganouen's initiative in the dream and her own half-heartedness, the content of the dream has become more and more extreme each time.

I don't know if it was out of the angel's reserve, but Salil still couldn't easily cross that hurdle in reality.

"Just do it better." Zhenna only advised her.

At this time, Dolan Siloni felt that her mind was almost spinning. She could not imagine how the members at the table developed such a weird and complicated relationship with Ganouen.

"Do you care?" Ganon asked as he looked at Dorancelone.

"No, it's nothing. I'm just curious. I asked casually, asked casually..." Dolan Siloni shrank her head and lowered her head to eat, not daring to raise it again.

This is nothing to worry about. She said this to herself, absentmindedly poking at a cherry tomato on the plate that was used to decorate the meal with her cutlery, but she couldn't get it in, as if she was poking at her restless heart.

(End of this chapter)