Miss White Wolf's Terra Travel Journal

One of Miss Dragon Girl's greatest strengths is that she keeps her word, which is also the key factor that makes Bai Lang willing to trust her. Since she promised not to do anything rash, she will definitely act according to her promise.

The flame of desire had faded, she hugged the man she had been thinking about day and night from behind, smelling that charming scent, and every cell in her body was beating with joy and happiness.

"White Wolf."

"Ah."

"White Wolf."

"Ok?"

"White wolf, white wolf, little white wolf."

"What's wrong with you, Xiaota?"

"Nothing, I just wanted to call you."

"Well~ I want one too. Little tower, little tower, little tower."

Miss White Wolf heard a series of chuckling sounds behind her, and then a warm arm slid into her abdomen through the gap in her pajamas.

"Xiaota, you promised." Her voice trembled slightly with fear.

"White Wolf, you misunderstood." Tallulah's hand slid gently and finally stopped at one position.

"It's right here. White Wolf, I will never forget that day on the tundra when you blocked the attack of the inner guards for me and you were seriously injured."

"Don't think too much, Xiaota. It has healed. If you feel it carefully, there is no wound at all."

"But I almost never saw you again, White Wolf. You know, I was going crazy that day. Fortunately, you are okay. Fortunately, you are okay. Little White Wolf, be good in the future and don't do anything dangerous, okay? Never again."

The white wolf was silent for a moment, then turned around and gently stroked the dragon girl's cheek: "Xiaota, don't worry, I will keep your words in my heart."

She made no uncertain guarantees.

Their skins touched, their breaths heard, and they snuggled together, gradually falling into a peaceful and calm dream.

Volume 5: Chapter 45 Why doesn’t anyone know that he is so smart?

The next morning.

The white wolf was awakened by the rustling noise around him.

The source of the noise had obviously made great efforts to control the volume, but Miss Rupert's ears were too good.

Tallulah watched the pair of cute animal ears twitch a few times, and then she noticed the long black eyelashes trembling. Then, Miss Rupert's eyes opened a little drowsily, and her voice was soft:

"Xiaota, what time is it?"

For a moment, Tallulah had the idea of ​​hugging Miss White Wolf and going back to sleep, but she was more rational.

"Five o'clock, Little White Wolf, you continue to sleep. I have to finish the organization's work today. We will act together tomorrow."

Miss Dragon said as she buttoned up her shirt and leaned over to give the white wolf a kiss on the cheek.

"Hate it. Why is it like this so early in the morning?" White Wolf waved his arms in dissatisfaction. He opened his eyes and just saw Miss Dragon Girl lifting the quilt, revealing her snow-white straight legs.

She knew that the other party had taken off his pajamas, so she quickly closed her eyes. She immediately heard Tallulah's low laughter in her ears. It seemed that this guy had been staring at her while he was getting dressed, otherwise there was no way to explain this timely laughter.

"What's so funny?" She said dissatisfiedly with her eyes closed.

"Is it nice? If you want to see it, you can watch it anytime." Tallulah said with a smile.

“You, you…” White Wolf shrank his head into the quilt, hiding inside and blushing.

She had to admit that she was really beautiful. Miss Tallulah's figure perfectly demonstrated the combination of elegant beauty and physical strength. Every curve had a captivating sense of art.

Well, Miss White Wolf doesn’t mind appreciating it, but she would never tell anyone even if you kill her.

There was the sound of things being put together outside. White Wolf opened the quilt a little and watched Tallulah busying about through the gap.

After Tallulah finished washing up, she suddenly came over. Her smile grew bigger and bigger in White Wolf's eyes. Two fingers suddenly stretched out. Miss White Wolf shrank back, and then she saw that the small slit in her vagina was widened.

Tallulah squatted beside the observation slit, looking at Miss Rupert inside, and said with a smile: "White Wolf, I'm going to be busy first. If I'm quick, I'll be back at noon today, or if I'm slow, I'll be back in the evening. Call me if you have anything."

"Okay, go and do your work."

Tallulah squatted at the head of the bed, motionless, staring at the white wolf with smiling eyes.

"Why don't you leave?"

"What do you think?"

"Xiaota, you're so clingy." The white wolf complained and poked his head out, "Just for once."

Tallulah leaned over and kissed the pink lips gently, then stood up contentedly.

"I'm leaving. Goodbye, White Wolf."

"Goodbye."

After Tallulah left, Miss White Wolf planned to catch up on some sleep.

However, she found herself unable to sleep.

It must be that Xiaota came over to cause trouble before leaving and woke her up from her sleepiness.

What to do when you can’t sleep?

It's still very early, do you want to get up?

Forget it. There’s nothing to do when I get up. It’s so comfortable to stay in bed.

She stretched out her left hand and touched Tallulah's position, and felt the remaining warmth left by the other party as expected, so she moved her body to the left and lay in the middle.

She felt a little itchy at the corner of her mouth, so she reached out and pulled out a strand of hair that extended from the corner of her mouth to the collar of her pajamas.

There is no doubt that the curls in the hair show that it belongs to Miss Dragon Girl.

Why did Xiaota's hair appear in her pajamas?

She thought about it and guessed that it was because she was not feeling well when she slept last night.

When you wake up, you find a hair of your best friend on your body. Most people would think it is a very ordinary thing and would immediately stop paying attention to it. But Miss White Wolf, who has a rich spiritual world, is different. She began to derive philosophical questions about interpersonal relationships from this hair.

This question continued the results of her thinking during the 'sage time' while sitting on the sofa last night, but it went a step further.

She tried to think from the perspective of the small tower, distinguishing between subject and object, and making inferences using the most rigorous logic.

What is the core demand of the subject?

How does the subject observe and judge the object? What methods does it use to seek unity with the object?

When the subject and object are reversed, how does the object respond to the subject?

She reasoned for a long time, her head turned into a mess, and finally came to the conclusion that this matter could not be reasoned with logic full of rational principles.

It's such a pity. I am an "expert" in the relevant field, but I didn't expect that the thinking ability that I am most proud of in private would be useless.

That can't be said, she continued to think, the fact that she could deduce that "logic is invalid" doesn't it prove that she has strong logical ability?

The more evidence she presents that her logic is unreliable, the more reliable her logic becomes.

If she hadn't been hiding in the bed, she would have slapped her thigh excitedly, then walked around the room excitedly, marveling at her own wisdom that far exceeded that of ordinary people.

Why doesn't anyone know she's so smart! ?

This is such a pity.

Based on her newly developed 'non-logical reasoning', she began to predict what might happen next: Xiaota would most likely find another opportunity to ask for a kiss, and her original intention was to refuse, but in the end, she would find that she could not refuse at all.

This doesn’t count, try again!

She extrapolated again and began to speculate on various possible scenarios.

Then, she finally discovered that every new result repeatedly verified the initial result, unless she deliberately interfered, but wouldn’t that prove that she had given up?

A great sense of frustration swept over Miss White Wolf. This final result was not what she wanted. She could not stand being in a passive position. Yes, she should be the proactive type.

She has always been the proactive type!

What kind of broken logic is this? The calculations are not accurate at all!

She was so angry that her face turned red, and she made up her mind not to play that boring interactive game with Xiaota anymore. She would take practical action to resist the damn experimental results.

……

In an open-roofed garden more than fifty kilometers away from the inn where the White Wolf was staying, an old Ursus nobleman wearing a black morning dress inlaid with gold was sipping wine.

Opposite him sat a gloomy-looking, thin-lipped young man, who was also dressed in aristocratic attire, but now, he seemed to be in a rather impetuous mood.

"Father, to be honest, I'm not interested."

“You have to do it.”

"Does it have to be this way?"

"Serven, this is a precious opportunity for us to get closer to the Carolingian Marquis."

"Father, you have tried many times, but the Marquis simply ignored you."

"This time is different, Serven. According to reliable information, Olicia and the Marquis have a close relationship. The Marquis personally spoke up about the matter of Bratz's infected people. Don't you understand?"

"That's what I said, but I don't want to..." the young man called Serven said hesitantly.

"Serven, I never raised any objection to your playing with those female slaves every day, but you are not young anymore and it is almost time for you to have enough fun. Capture Olicia, she is a very suitable stepping stone. Is your only ambition to inherit my position as earl?" The old nobleman said with narrowed eyes. He knew very well that this heir had a desire for power that was no less than his own.

"Of course not." Serven's eyes were burning with greed. "Since you've asked, I'll give it a try."

Volume 5: Chapter 46 The Unavoidable

Some things are bound to be unavoidable.

Once Marquis Carolingian helped White Wolf establish her official noble status, it became difficult for her to completely hide herself in the shadows as she had done before.

……

"Olicia Lovehild, Viscount of the Empire." The old earl looked solemn.

Serven stroked his chin and said thoughtfully: "If it's the Viscount, it might be a bit troublesome."

"If you are worried about not having a title, then don't worry. You are the earl's successor and don't have to worry about your identity."

"I understand, father. I am thinking about something else. Have you ever considered that a young, unmarried female viscount is bound to attract the attention of many people..."

The old earl showed a strange smile on his wrinkled face: "Of course I know, but the Marquis did us a great favor. He concealed the information about Olicia very well. If Olicia hadn't come to this city to receive the infected slaves, I wouldn't have had the chance to know her. Yesterday, I told the patrol team that no news about Olicia would be spread out of this city."

"That's great, father. You are the greatest noble in Bratz. If you make good use of your local advantages, no one will be able to compete with me. Now I need to get to know Olicia better."

"Because of the Marquis, her news rarely spreads out. This is our advantage and disadvantage."

"Is it not clear at all?"

"I only know a very small part of it." Although the old count was talking about an unfavorable factor, the smile on his face seemed as if he had control over everything.

He twirled his beard and said, "She's very young."

"Being young doesn't mean anything. Some people..."

"A month ago, someone bought a large amount of abandoned mines in the north, but later stopped doing it when he saw that he was losing too much money. Many people speculated that the person involved was a noble son who was squandering money recklessly."

"I've heard of this. You mentioned this... Could it be possible?" Serven widened his eyes.

"I am 100% sure that it is her. Tsk tsk, the Marquis Carolingian is not short of money, but her junior happens to like to throw money around. Are you sure now?"

"Of course, your decision is extremely wise. I guarantee that I can easily capture this young girl who is ignorant of the ways of the world."

The old count nodded in satisfaction and said, "Now hurry up and deal with those messy lovers of yours. Also, remember your purpose. If that Olicia is ugly, don't show it."

Serven nodded nonchalantly and said, "I know very well, father, what I value is money and status. Olicia is just a shell at best."

……

The perspective turns back to Miss White Wolf.

She tried various ways to kill time today, including but not limited to watching TV, reading newspapers, studying the material of the sofa, playing Gobang with herself...

The dark golden sunset glowed into the room. Miss White Wolf was holding the TV remote control and playing Ursus Cube. Tallulah finally came back.

"White Wolf, what are you playing?" Talula went to the bathroom to wash up quickly, then couldn't wait to get close to White Wolf. She had been thinking about him for the whole afternoon.

"Yes, a puzzle game." White Wolf stared at the screen intently, controlling the remote control to insert the T-shaped block into the appropriate position, and one layer of the overall blocks was eliminated.

"Is it fun?"