Chapter Thirty-Seven: The Male Lust of the King of Chong

Zhu Huahua is weak-hearted, during this time she carried a little rabbit cub in her belly and did a lot of "bad things" against the wolf king.

What wolf king hairy, at every turn into a little rabbit jumping on his head......

And the most excessive, it was that Huahua disliked the bed too hard before, and directly dragged the wolf king's big fluffy tail under her rabbit fart.

Zhu Huahua: "......"

She didn't know where to go, but suddenly her ass was cold, and something soft was wrapped in the palm of the man's rough and hot hand, and then spread flat under her.

Zhu Huahua lowered her head, she could clear a dark color in the man's eyes, she swallowed her saliva, and didn't dare to move, but the little peach fart that was exposed still felt a little cold and swishing.

A thought suddenly popped through her mind, what she had lost now was not just a little rabbit, but also ......

The Wolf King's Dependence!

Once she is disgusted by the scales, with Wan Ji's character and mentality, she can't wait to fall into the well......

Her long eyelashes trembled slightly, and she reached out to hold the rough hand of the scaly owl, she was already straddling the man's thighs, and now she wrapped her two slender white legs around the scaly owl's waist in a delicate and feminine manner.

The woman is as weak as a silk plant, soft and boneless and impatiently lingering on the body of the beast, but ......

The giant wolf's expression was indifferent, and his face was like frost and snow......

Zhu Huahua raised her head, and there was no lust in the eyes of the scaly owl looking down on her, and even his sword eyebrows were tightened, all of which were displeased.

Finished......

The tears overflowing from the corners of her eyes couldn't be dropped, more like two pearls adorned on it, looking like a palpitating purity and beauty.

The scaly owl had a cold wolf face, a cushion he had made out of a small piece of cloth stuffed with a lot of fluffy cotton.

The wolf breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, fortunately, his knitting skills came in handy, and sewing this would allow Huahua to sleep in bed with peace of mind.

The scaly owl thought, and quietly lowered his head and sniffed the smell of flowers, well, it was the wolf's fragrant rabbit.

He kept moving his hands, and frowned even more when he saw her crying, "You haven't said it yet, why is there so much blood coming out?" ”

"Every female is like this, and there will be seven days of bleeding every month." She lowered her rabbit's head, and her voice was as small as a kitten, and the whole rabbit exuded a frustrated and helpless atmosphere.

But the scaly owl was still ruthless and hugged the lover in his arms on the bed, and he himself immediately stood one meter away from Zhu Huahua, and the weak figure of Zhu Huahua lying on the bed was still reflected in the man's eyes.

It's just that the big hand hanging by his side quietly clenched into a fist, but the scaly owl knows that he has to be so ruthless!

has been intimate with Huahua for a long time, and she still sheds so much blood now, in case it is really because of the intercourse just now, so that Huahua has a cub, where can her body stand it?!!!

The scaly owl's body was inexplicably hot, and he was now eager to go out and find an orc to fight hard, and his lower abdomen was also very wrong.

Especially when his lover's legs were entangled in him like vines, only the scaly owl knew how much self-control he had used to force himself to calm down.

"Flower, rest well, wolf go find more delicious berries for you."

As he spoke, he bent down and grabbed a large piece of animal skin and put it on Flowey's body, he still remembered, he couldn't let Flowey get cold.

Seeing her honestly nestled on the bed, the scaly owl loosened her brow that had been tightening with slight satisfaction.

After doing all this, he walked out with all the dirty hides and clothes.

The scaly owl had a cold wolf face, and he was taken aback by the manic and violent aura on the king's body.

And when the king squatted on the bank of the river to carefully wash the dirty clothes and animal skins, the endless crimson blood lines in the river water, the tragic and shocking picture made the wolves silent.

"Wolf big, this Zhu Huahua won't be going to die, right?" Wolf Er was worried, although this rabbit was too much for Wang, but Wolf Er also had to admit that she was still a good wolf queen.

Such a precious Sanskrit flower, even if it is made to grow and bloom with mysterious power, there will still be one less petal.

But when Zhu Huahua looked at the injured wolves, especially against the wolves and wolves, she directly took a lot of Fansheng petals and pasted them on them.

It wasn't until all the wounds on their bodies were firmly pasted that Zhu Huahua was satisfied with letting go, and all the wolves were stunned by such an atmosphere and boldness.

The wolf glanced at him in disgust, "The king will definitely not let her have an accident, don't forget, there is also Fansheng Flower!" ”

At this moment, the elegant and gentle man was looking at a red invitation card in his hand, it was early in the morning, when the genius was just getting white, countless ravens flew over.

When they flew into the territory of the wolf clan, they flapped their wings and let go of their mouths, and flew away with a hoarse scream, and the red snowflakes in the sky fell, and the wolf reached out and grabbed one of the red papers.

"The ...... of Princess Wanji of the Snake Clan Yanchen? What the hell? Wolf Er came over, and the words that came out reached the wolf's ears.

What Yanchen? It's obviously a birthday!!

The wolf closed his eyes, "Wolf Er, this word is pronounced dan!" ”

"Oh, oh, oh, what does it matter to us wolves when Princess Wanji lays eggs?" Without waiting for the wolf to react, the wolf snatched the red paper and spread it to tell the king the news.

It's just that as soon as Wolf Er handed the red paper to the king, a few wisps of black mist that came out of thin air on the scaly owl's body jumped up violently, devouring it to the point that there was not even any scum left.

The killing intent in the scaly owl's eyes boiled and surged, and he said sarcastically: "Wan Ji's birthday? ”

the fart, the wolf just wants to take good care of his lover now~

Again, "...... Hmph, what do you have to do with the wolf! ”

Wolf Er: "Yes, yes, Wang, I just said that she just laid an egg, why do you want to make such a stirring up of the people!"

“……”

The king and the wolf looked at him synchronously, and were silent for a while, and then the second wolf heard the king open his mouth and gave him a "death sentence"!

"Wolf big, if you have time, let Wolf Er read more books, write, remember to supervise him to write the word "birthday" a thousand times, before my cubs are born, there can be no illiterate wolf in the clan!"

The second wolf's eyes widened!

Illiterate...... Wolf???

Wolf: "Yes, it's just Wang, I think you have to think about Princess Wanji's invitation." ”

Consider?

It's a waste of time for wolves and flowers to be alone!

"Wan Ji, its snake nature is cunning and insidious, and it is impossible to prevent it, so it is better to go to the banquet than to go to the banquet with fear...... Let Wang make more carrot snacks for Huahua! Wolf Er was silent for a few seconds before continuing to add: "Besides, who doesn't know the orcs of the Night Forest, Wan Ji will always be at the king's male lust! ”