"Your Highness, please don't insult Easterners casually. When the time comes, in front of the God of Death in Hell, it will be difficult for you to change your words even if you want to."
The werewolf still had a half-bloody smile, and his voice was low, but extremely oppressive.
Just like the black devil from hell, once he exits the world, he will never change.
Oh shit!
After secretly scolding the 'werewolf' ancestors for eighteen generations in his heart, the 'prince' turned his head and waved his hand in a pretentious manner: "Then, I'm leaving, goodbye...hehe..."
"Wait a minute!" 'Werewolf' still smiled slowly, "Don't walk so fast."
"What...what else do you want?"
Feeling the cold muzzle of the gun still attached to his waist, the 'Prince' felt like he was about to pee his pants.
"Your Excellency, aren't you Westerners all gentlemen and elegant? So, please wish me and this lovely cat lady tonight... a happy full moon..."
The 'Werewolf' smiled slightly, but tightened his grip on his hand.
"Yes! Yes!" the 'Prince' repeated nonchalantly, like a repeater, with a pleading look on his face, "I wish you... and this lovely cat lady tonight... a beautiful full moon... to have a romantic night...
The night of the soul..."
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ha!
So funny!
Who do you think you are?
'Catwoman' shook her head, men are stupid and arrogant animals!
Who wants to spend a full moon with him?
She raised her legs to leave, but the 'wolfman' stretched out his hand, naturally put his arm around the 'Catwoman's' shoulders, and spoke provocatively in French in her ear: "Baby, come with me, I promise to let you
You spend the full moon..."
French is truly the most romantic and most suitable language for talking about love in the world.
Especially when it was said by such a handsome and mysterious man with a bit of bloodthirsty light, many women simply wanted to surrender immediately.
But 'Catwoman' just gave him a cold look: "Who are you? I don't know you!"
The werewolf smiled, and his blood-red lips gently came to her ear, blooming into a poppy-like smile.
Then, he said in Chinese: "You are a cat, I am a wolf, we are a family, and we are both unlucky animals. If you don't follow me, who will you follow?"
'Catwoman' raised her head blankly, looked at the man, and whispered: "You...are also Chinese?"
"Oh, I guessed it right. Sure enough, we Chinese women are much more attractive than little Japanese and Korean sticks." The werewolf smiled seductively and continued: "Although the Chinese women here all like white men, but
I think you'd better not go with him! I know this man, his name is Andrew, and he's famous in Paris's romantic places. If you go back with him at night, there is a risk of being infected with the disease! I don't want to
Others say that our Chinese women are female cousins, or female cousins with diseases..."
"You don't need to worry about this!"
'Catwoman' glared at him fiercely. What kind of gentleman did he think he was?
No matter how you call other women your cousins, she will see him as just a bitch who can’t control his private parts!
"I'm just offering you good intentions. If you don't accept it, forget it." The werewolf spread his hands, a dark light surging in his eyes.
"Thank you for your kindness!"
This chapter has been completed!