Chapter 419:

In the misty, steamy bathroom, the sound of skin slapping, labored breathing, moans, grunts, and angry curses merged into a symphony full of desire. The two figures entwined, moving from side to side, standing and lying down, ignoring the water splashing around them, seemingly never tiring.

Wallflower rode on Memphis’s hips, her pale skin already marked with bite marks and red handprints. She was using a wet towel to smack the chest of the annoying bandit beneath her. And each time she struck, the man beneath bleated: “baaa, baaa" like a billy goat.

"Alright, I’ve been bleating for thirty minutes now. Will you let me go? Baaa... baaa..."

The corner of Memphis’s mouth twitched, filled with regret. He had come up with the two-legged goat chase game, but Wallflower had set a similar condition. If she won, he would have to become the two-legged goat.

He had been confident; how could he lose? So, he agreed right away. But in the end, he actually lost. After crawling around and bleating for
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