In the lonely wasteland, a crescent moon hung high in the sky, and the moonlight fell gently like a thin veil.

Around the campfire, the firelight danced, illuminating the surrounding corners, and a cool breeze wafted from the place that had already become cold and swishing.

Suzanne stared at Wren, who had extended an invitation to him, and after a moment, her red lips opened lightly, and her voice was melodious and clear: "Do you want me to follow you in the future?" ”

"That's right, I'm going to start a small organization, and I still lack a female secretary." Wren said with a smile on his face.

Hal had told him that a big man can have no younger brother, but he must have a secretary, and only a secretary is fine!

The great Nicholas Gere once said that a female secretary can do anything, you just need to do her.

Suzanne snorted softly and reached out to tap Wren on the head: "What kind of lewd smile do you have!" Colored heart and no lustful little ghost.

Give me a reason, I'm okay myself, why should I do things for you? ”

"I'm about to be promoted to the fourth rank, and the resources are ready, Susanna, do you want to stay on the Pugni Plains for the rest of your life?

This place is not a treasure of feng shui, here, your achievements in this life will not be high. Wren said in a straight voice.

Reaching out and stroking the green silk, Suzanne pouted and muttered, "So what, I don't have any big ambitions."

It was my boyfriend who pulled me into the transcendent path, but he himself fell first, and many times, I didn't know what I was going to do. ”

"Why don't you stay in a place where this bird doesn't poop, why don't you get out of here and try it?

A change of place for a different way of life? Wren perplexed.

With a snort, Suzanne smiled like a flower: "Little man, are you kidnapping me?" Are you men like this, you obviously have a wife or girlfriend, and you are still thinking about other women. ”

With a long sigh, Wren spread his hands: "I don't know how other men are, anyway, I'm a scumbag, since I started to think about women, I can't wait to sleep with all the beauties I've ever seen."

No matter how nice I say it, I actually want to open a harem.

It is said that many males, the more powerful they are, the more they will possess more mates......"

In fact, human beings are like this, the richer and more powerful men are, the more women they generally have.

And many men are big pigs' trotters, and loving their wives does not prevent them from stealing fish, and domestic flowers are not as fragrant as wild flowers.

Wren and Keisha are distracted, but he doesn't mind having a kidney with another woman, and if his girlfriend wasn't too strong, he would have rolled the sheets with Susanna.

"If the cost of changing partners is low, then loyalty is naturally difficult to guarantee, and if you cheat and you are going to be shot, then everyone will ......," Wren said in an aria tone, pausing deliberately.

"Will they be loyal?" Suzanne asked subconsciously.

Wren shook his head: "No, then no one will dare to get married, only talk about falling in love, playing hooligans, or going to prostitution, few people dare to risk being shot to get married." ”

Suzanne giggled when she heard this, and her flowers trembled: "That's it, if you succeed in advancing to the fourth rank, I'll do something for you." ”

Surprised, Wren was a little confused, and he thought he had failed.

As if to see his doubts, Suzanne held her face in her hands and said with a grin, "I'm really tired of staying here, and I've thought about going outside."

However, it may be accustomed to or limited by conservative thinking, conservative people always tend to stay in a familiar environment and are reluctant to step out, unknown means novelty, but also represents strangeness.

Changing your lifestyle is risky and many people are reluctant to try it. ”

"Then why did you suddenly say yes?" Wren asked with a little curiosity.

"Because you invited me, I'm this kind of person, and if no one pushes me, I won't make a decision." Suzanne smiled.

Under the moonlight, by the campfire, the two talked for a while.

Scholar Dennis approached, he lifted his gold-rimmed glasses, and said, "Mr. Ackerman, I have to correct you, there are monogamous animals too, and most birds do. ”

Wren nodded and said very shamefully, "Okay, I'll admit it, I'm just making excuses for my own heart."

There must be the kind of good man who is loyal to his partner, but not me. ”

Smiling slightly, Dennis shook his head and said, "Mr. Ackerman, I have no intention of correcting your notion that although most birds are monogamous, the vast majority of them will "cheat".

Doing so allows you to enjoy the advantages of monogamy while reducing genetic risk and avoiding putting all your eggs in one basket.

The aim of males is to impregnate as many females as possible, especially mammals, and you are just following your instincts. ”

There was silence in the atmosphere, and Wren stopped talking.

Following one's heart is cowardice, and following one's instinct is a stallion.

After a while, Wren sighed with emotion: "It is worthy of being a cultural person, the more books you read, it is different, the first time I heard someone talk about cheating so fresh and refined." ”

Scholar Dennis smiled dumbly: "I didn't say that I supported you to open a harem."

My friend is working on this, because humans seem to be monogamous creatures but love to cheat.

Want to take a psychometric test? Find out why you want to open a harem? I can give you the contact information of my partner. ”

"Forget it, I'll just talk about it, he is currently a clean and self-righteous virgin, and he is still 108,000 miles away from the harem."

Damn, this kind of thing is studied, and I only went to be a guinea pig when I was full.

Wren thought as he helped Suzanne set up her tent.

The temperature difference between day and night in the hinterland of the plains is very large, and it is windy and cold at night, so it is difficult to sleep well without a tent.

Only two tents were made, because Wren and Suzanne were squeezed into one.

It was late at night, and the scholar yawned, looked at Wren, who was holding Suzanne in his arms and had a proud face, and instructed: "Young man, pay attention to moderation and oral hygiene. ”

Wren rolled his eyes: "Warm the bed, don't snap, it's very modest." ”

The huge moon wheel slowly lifted, and the bonfire gradually went out.

Wren and Suzanne lay sideways in a small tent, and he stretched out his arm from behind her and held her in his arms.

Warm nephrite in his arms, Wren feels very comfortable, it is said that a woman's body temperature is slightly higher than that of a man, so there is still some basis for warming the bed.

"You've got me." Suzanne blushed slightly and said softly.

"Don't get me wrong, I just follow my instincts, nothing else." Wren said lazily, and suddenly found that this reason is really too useful, and it is much better than being and lustful.

He's not Megumi Yanagishita, so it's normal to have a little reaction.

"Don't move, it's not going to be easy if you get off the gun." Wren emphasised that he is now very poorly focused.

"Good night."

"Good night."