The Wolf King and the Girl

"Hmm~" Hot... so uncomfortable. Jon opened his eyes and looked at the crystal chandelier above his head in confusion, thinking with the little remaining rationality. Where is this place? The small place where she lives is impossible to have such exquisite things. "Have you seen enough?" The pleasant voice was like frost. Jon struggled blankly and turned his head to look at the source of the sound. Beautiful. This is the most true reflection of Jon's heart. Although she didn't even have a junior high school diploma, her grades in school were excellent. Even though she could never accurately distinguish the beauty and ugliness of Westerners, she couldn't deny that this person was good-looking. "Who are you?" The man narrowed his eyes dangerously, raised his chin slightly, and his heart was strangely not unhappy. Jon tried to open his eyes and look at the man not far away. He didn't understand what this foreign man was saying at all, and his head was drowsy and entangled in why he was still alive. She rolled down such a high cliff. Even if she didn't die, she should be in pain, right? But now, apart from feeling very hot and wanting to get close to the foreign man not far from her, she felt no pain at all. Seeing that Jon still didn't answer, the man frowned and walked to the bed and looked down at her. "I'm asking you a question, who asked you to come here!" Jon raised his watery eyes and looked at him, thinking about the words Westerners, foreign languages, and Chinese repeatedly in his mind. Unfortunately, her foreign language courses were not good. Slowly, Jon's consciousness became more and more blurred, and she wanted to get close to him... Looking at the girl in front of him who was already conscious, Lance ran out of patience and raised his hand to throw her into the woods to feed the beasts. At the moment he started, the girl's hand grabbed his trouser leg, making him stop by and frowned at the girl on the bed. Jon's consciousness was completely blurred, and he could only do what he wanted to do instinctively. It was so uncomfortable, and I felt like I was going to die. She didn't want to die. She had thought about it for a long time before. If she hadn't been stimulated, she wouldn't have run up the mountain. "Let go!" the man whose trouser legs she grabbed shouted. Jon didn't understand, and her consciousness was blurred. Even though she felt danger subconsciously, she was unwilling to let go, but hugged the man's thigh. She thought with grievance in her heart, no! She was so uncomfortable that she wanted to die, she didn't want to hold it in! In the past, she kept everything in her heart and didn't dare to say it. In the end, she couldn't vent and die in an extreme way. Now she is still alive, she will never wrong herself! With this idea in mind, Jon stretched out her hand and climbed up along the thigh of the man in front of the bed. The quilt slid down, revealing the beautiful body under the quilt, and interrupted the man's action again. Lance had to stop, he looked down at the naked girl crawling on him. This made him a little at a loss, and he seemed a little reluctant to throw it away. He could only frown and look at her, and finally the amber eyes became deeper and deeper. Jon half-knelt on the bed, holding his waist with her small hands, and rubbing her delicate little face against his chest, feeling uncomfortable and at a loss. She only knew that rubbing like this would make her feel more comfortable, but this was far from enough, and she was ignorant and didn't know what to do. "Please, help me, it's so uncomfortable~" In the end, Jon had no choice but to beg. "What did you say?" Lance asked, holding the girl's thin waist with his backhand, his voice hoarse. "Please... help me... ugh~" Jon repeated a sentence while sobbing, his soft and waxy voice filled with tears.