A person in American horror, wearing two versions of The Witcher

"James! Cocker Spare!"

When the German Shepherd pounced, Roy cried out in alarm.

He showed no sympathy for Jennifer's potential bite, but was more concerned that she might pour her heart out to his unborn werewolf puppy.

Son, if we can't beat them, we shouldn't make the first move!

That will only give them a reason to kill you!

You need to grow, baby!

However, after his initial shock, Roy quickly changed his tune and exclaimed:

"James, James, are you alright! James, were you bitten? That damn dog, James, are you alright!"

As he spoke, he made a desperate run and the knife in his hand became his only line of defense.

But halfway there, Roy heard Jennifer's perfectly composed voice:

"Roy, your German Shepherd is really disobedient. If you ask me, since this dog deserves to die, why don't we just stew it?"

Jennifer still reached out, but now she had a dog's mouth forcibly closed between her fingers. She clamped down on all of Coffin's biting movements and half-lifted him up, leaving only his hind legs barely touching the ground.

It's like teaching Roy what it means to give something away for free.

I told you, kid, you can't beat him! Damn it!

Roy grumbled, then put his hand on Jennifer's shoulder and said:

"James, you have to go to Chinatown to eat authentic dog meat hot pot. If you're free, can we go somewhere a little further away? This dog just arrived today and isn't familiar with us yet. Let me train it for a few more days. If it really doesn't work out, we'll take it to San Francisco."

As Roy spoke, he subtly exerted force on his hands, attempting to pull Jennifer away first.

Then, he didn't pull!

"James~" Roy drawled out the sound.

"I thought you were going to stab me in the neck, Roy." Jennifer suddenly turned her head and glanced at Roy's hand holding the knife.

"Cough, cough, how could that be? James, why would you think that?" Roy's throat was a little dry.

"hehe……"

Jennifer chuckled softly, her free left hand suddenly resting on Roy's throat, then lifting his chin and gently blowing on him:

"You can't hide it from me, Roy, because... I can smell your fear."

Damn it!

Roy trembled uncontrollably.

The spot on his throat where Jennifer's fingers had brushed against felt like it had been crawled over by a centipede, raising goosebumps.

Her chin and head moved uncontrollably, following Jennifer's fingers as they flicked and turned.

He was indeed fearful, just as Jennifer had said...

This can't go on!

The thought suddenly popped into Roy's mind, and his reason began to suppress his fear, forcing him to close his eyes.

He took a deep breath, sniffing the air and trying to identify the scent of hair.

Yes, Jennifer is still waiting for his reaction. Jennifer wants sex, not him as a person.

call……

He sighed. He couldn't be afraid, he couldn't show weakness. He had to do as Nietzsche said: go to the women, and don't forget to bring your...

call……

Only with self-confidence can one regain charm; a person obsessed with numbers shouldn't doubt anything related to numbers.

call……

Roy let out a long breath and opened his eyes.

His gaze lingered on Jennifer's flawless, lustrous face, her translucent, crystalline ears, her pale reddish-brown hair, and everything about her swaying, cinched-waist posture.

Feeling that just the right amount of fullness and slenderness

He successfully made the symbolism of the photinia flower overshadow the whispers of all flowers of fear.

So he stepped forward and looked directly at her:

"So now, can you smell my desire?"

Let's go!

A crisp sucking sound rang out from her red lips. Jennifer's lips bounced, her pink tongue darting out as she licked them, saying:

"I smell it, my boy!"

A bewitching smile quickly spread across her face, a provocative and delighted expression surging forth.

He seemed extremely satisfied and couldn't resist savoring the interesting and delicious cake in front of him.

He hooked his finger around Roy's chin, intending to...

Roy, however, lowered his head first!

Ah, this is even more interesting!

like!

Jennifer went to meet her without hesitation, and the two kissed.

A few minutes later, an index finger was placed in front of Roy.

This was the suspension requested by Jennifer.

But should Roy pay attention to it?

No, Lao Er never pays attention to trivial matters!

Roy stubbornly kissed her!

Nietzsche's will was fully embodied in him.

"alright."

After a moment, Jennifer playfully pushed Roy away, then licked her red lips with satisfaction and said:

"As expected of my favorite boy, but well, my boy..."

"I was actually going to see my girl tonight; I was just passing through."

Jennifer has a childhood best friend, and compared to that sweet relationship, Roy's relationship seems more like a fling.

Roy, at the opportune moment, revealed a hint of regret, as if he hadn't had enough, and said:

"Stay here, Zhan. You know I live alone."

Jennifer immediately took several steps back, released the German Shepherd's mouth, and also increased the distance between herself and Roy.

"Alright, now you can train your dog properly, my boy."

"Also, actually, those moves you made before were all flashy and fancy, good for show only. But remember to practice hard and perform for me next time."

With that, Jennifer swayed her hips and walked out of the iron gate.

"Those moves of mine are routines, a demonstration of martial arts, which is actually a dance. In ancient times in the Far East, martial arts and dance were inseparable. However, if you come next time, you won't be the first woman to see it," Roy explained in front of him.

"So who's the first one?" Jennifer stopped in her tracks outside the iron gate and asked, frowning.

"It's my mom, Zhan. I showed her the dance," Roy said with a smile.

Jennifer laughed too; she really liked this playful, push-and-pull dynamic.

He truly is her boy!

She paused, then said:

"Roy, you know... actually, it's not that I can't accept you calling me that."

"No, you should do it the other way around," Roy refused decisively.

Then, Jennifer, standing outside the iron gate, tilted her head and smiled, giving a particularly alluring lick of her lips as she said:

"Bye then."

"Ba~ba~~"

……

The calm that follows heat death

Roy noticed that his back, palms, and neck were covered in fine sweat.

He swallowed and pursed his lips.

Looking back, it was indeed extremely dangerous. He and Kaofei might have both been killed. But as he thought about it, he couldn't get rid of the moment when he heard that "baba".

Damn it, I must be sick, because I'm not scared at all, but I want to hear it again.

Is it because when horror becomes part of flirting, all fear becomes an appetizer serving up to eroticism?

"But that's only human nature, isn't it, Cocker Spade? No man can resist a girl who calls him 'Dad,'" Roy said, approaching the doghouse.

"Woof!"

The German Shepherd barked at Roy in an annoyed tone.

Roy ignored him and continued:

"I really want to hear Baba's voice again, and fight for her one more time."

"Woof?" The German Shepherd pricked up its airplane ears, a reaction that indicated its confusion and anger.

"What, you're saying you should feel humiliated?"

Roy sat down and said:

"Man, you're right, we have reason to feel humiliated."

"I, a grown man, and you, a big dog, were just played with like this by a woman, like a broken Tom leaning against a frustrated Spike."

"Can we tolerate this? We can't tolerate this!"

"This is so frustrating, so unfair!"

"So, guys, we need to get stronger, we need to board the ship of destiny."

"We want that woman... tsk, let's hear her shout again..."

"Woof! Woof, woof!"

The German Shepherd barked wildly, jerked its head away from Roy's hand, and retreated back into its den.

It didn't understand, and was extremely angry.

This man doesn't smell like an enemy at all!

What's even more infuriating is that it couldn't bite the woman!

That woman whose heart reeked of a foul stench, and whose stench was extremely similar to that of the monster that attacked Fura!

It hates that woman!

It wanted to bite that woman to death!

But it's not strong enough!

It wants to become stronger!

Just like the giant wolf in its dream that could swallow the moon!