Warwick the Godfather of Terra

Then, Zofia held the werewolf's shoulder with the hand holding the ice cream, and rinsed it in the sea with the other hand holding her shoes.

Ifrit's eyes turned red!

From her perspective, her aunt and the werewolf were bending towards each other.

Charmander was so anxious.

She saw Zofia hit the werewolf.

It must be that bad woman. She beat Dad to his knees. Maybe she wanted to force Dad to go back and be a hard-working slave!

Chapter 87: If friends and relatives in Luoyang ask me, my heart is as pure as ice in a jade pot

Coming back with a bucket of ice cream, the werewolf handed the bucket to Ceobe. After receiving a note from Ceobe, he took Ifrit, who had a puffy face, from Froststar.

"what happened?"

Seeing that the facial features on Charmander were about to twitch together, the werewolf asked quickly.

"nothing."

Charmander glanced at Zofia, who was looking over here and licking her ice cream, and buried her head in the werewolf's arms.

She didn't want to see this woman.

The werewolf was stunned. What happened to this kid? Why was he throwing a tantrum for no reason?

Frost Star, who was standing aside, was the only one present who had not been affected by the intelligence reduction debuff, so he naturally understood everything.

This golden Kuranta has ideas about the boss.

But Ifrit didn't want others to have any ideas about the boss.

Ceobe has a lot of ideas for ice cream.

But the big white rabbit chose to keep silent.

It is difficult for a judge to judge family affairs. She is a secretary and a junior at that, so just pretend you didn't see it.

If this gets involved, the consequences will be disastrous.

As he thought about this, Froststar held Keobe's hand tightly.

It’s better to walk the dog. Nothing will happen when walking the dog. I love walking the dog the most!

The werewolf, who was confused by the situation, looked at Ifrit in his arms and thought about it.

Yesterday he brought Charmander from Rhodes Island to Dosores, but it seems that he has never brought her here to play until now.

I guess the child didn't have time to play, so he was upset and throwing a tantrum.

Thinking of this, Warwick turned his head and looked at Zofia beside him.

"Wait for me here for a while. I'll take the kids out to play."

The werewolf said, standing up.

Zofia was licking her ice cream and was stunned when she heard what the werewolf said.

"What?"

The little fire dragon in the werewolf Dian Dian’s arms.

"This child has never been here. I'll take her for a walk."

As he said that, the werewolf held Ifrit in his arms and headed straight for the downtown area.

Looking at Warwick's determined back, Zofia frowned.

You take your child to play it because she has never played it before, but do you know that I have never played it either?

Why don’t you take me out to play!

After taking a bite of the ice cream cone in her hand with resentment, Zofia pulled down her sunglasses and leaned back on the beach chair.

Hongwei's bulging chest rose and fell slightly because of anger, and two pieces of crispy cheese were emitting faint waves of milk.

Frost Star beside her calmly wiped Keobe's mouth.

Alas, I don’t know whether the boss is pretending not to understand or really doesn’t understand.

Time passed quickly, and in the blink of an eye, when the werewolf, who had taken Ifrit to a feast and play, came back with Ifrit sleeping soundly in his arms, the sun had already set on the beach.

The golden splendor rippled on the sparkling sea, and the golden Pegasus leaned on the beach, tucking a strand of hair behind his ear.

He turned around and looked at the werewolf that had returned.

"You're back?"

This scene immediately made the werewolf shudder...

The guilt comes.

I promised to take him out to play, but I was so busy playing with him that I left him alone on the beach for so long...

The werewolf was very embarrassed.

So, Warwick decided to compensate Zofia.

The way to compensate is...

"you sure?"

Looking at Warwick in front of her with suspicion, Zofia couldn't quite believe it.

"Hey, why are you lying? It's okay if you trust me."

Looking at Zofia unbuttoning her swimsuit, the werewolf swallowed.

The smooth back has developed a slight color difference due to long-term sun exposure, and the area where light brown and white are interlaced has a dizzying beauty.

"Well, I hope you won't lie to me."

As he spoke, the golden Pegasus lay down, with his entire back, as tender as a piece of tofu, placed in front of the werewolf.

Twisting the round, shiny block of cheese, Zofia buried her face in the sand.

Her voice was a little muffled because it was buried in the sand, but it sounded different.

The werewolf gritted his teeth, fainting was not enough to kill him.

With red eyes, Warwick stripped off the towel wrapped around his lower body and pounced on Zofia...

Then he put the towel over her head, covering her blonde hair.

"Hey! Isn't this a massage? What are you doing?!"

Sofia was startled and a little scared when her head was suddenly covered.

Some small expectations...

Could it be that this guy likes...

But the werewolf was not so cunning. He reached out and picked up the lotion beside him and squeezed it directly on Zofia's back.

The milky white, mind-boggling liquid spread across the back.

"Well…"

The cold feeling made her shiver.

The unexpected coolness in the scorching heat is so refreshing that every limb feels numb.

Zofia grabbed the sand and twisted her body...

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, she felt a pain in her back.

"You're twisting your body like a maggot. Just lie still."

The werewolf scolded.

Don’t ask, the only thing is that the invincible dataization makes him calm and unperturbed.

This blow immediately knocked Sophia into a cricket cocoon.

Gritting her teeth, Zofia snorted.

Damn it, don’t let them move.

But even though she thought so in her heart, she actually honestly stopped twisting her body.

"That's right, relax."

The werewolf looked at Zofia who had stopped, nodded with satisfaction, stretched out his hand, pressed his aunt's back, starting from the shoulders.

Three circles to the left...

Three circles to the right...

Push, knead, pinch, pull...

Almost there, sprinkle some salt...

Keep pushing, kneading, pinching, pulling...

After the waves of pain caused by skin lifting, it was replaced by a comfortable and cool feeling. Zofia only felt that the liquid on her back, after being kneaded by Warwick, the melted bath salts mixed with lotion were absorbed into the body by the skin, making her squint her eyes in comfort.

His head was buried in the sand pit, and he was groaning all over.

"Oh…"

Listening to the woman's groaning, the werewolf felt quite satisfied.

I didn't expect that my skills in pickling meat could also be used for massage.

That’s right, the werewolf doesn’t know how to massage. What he is using now is the same skill he uses to marinate the skewers before grilling them.

"Godfather, I'm here..."

Just when the werewolf was taking pictures vigorously, the sweet sound of the little mouse beside him came.

Lin Yuxia, who was called over by the big white rabbit, trotted over excitedly.

The little mouse was still fantasizing about what her godfather wanted to talk to her about.

But as soon as I arrived, I saw the werewolf clacking happily.

"Hey, here comes my daughter, come on, come on."

When the werewolf heard Lin Yuxia's voice, he immediately turned his head.

"Godfather, what are you doing?"

The little mouse came up to the werewolf, picked up his arms with ease, and glanced at Zofia who was lying on the beach covered with a towel.

Although covered with a thick towel, because it was a wet towel, the curves on Sofia's back were extremely obvious, with peaks and valleys, plains and hills all visible.

The little mouse pinched its butt quietly and snorted.

Big ass slut, with all that fat on your ass, you'll be so fat that you'll die.

"Isn't this something I need your help with?"

The werewolf spoke somewhat sheepishly.

Suddenly, the little mouse patted his chest.

"Don't worry, godfather, just ask!"

So, after a while.

Lin Yuxia was panting and her voice was weak. Her whole body was emitting an abnormal flush, her eyes were swaying in a daze, and the sweat on her body gathered into thin lines and slowly flowed down.

"Godfather...is that enough..."

As she spoke, she gathered her Origin Stone Skills, stretched out her hand and gathered the sand on the ground. In the blink of an eye...

Another glass jar appeared.

In front of her, there was already a small pile of cans of various sizes.

A rough count would estimate there to be around three or four hundred.

"Okay, okay, enough is enough."