"I'll bite you to death!"
"Don't bite there... this is the workshop... ah!"
After a while, the storm passed... Fatty rubbed his chest and complained with a grudge: "I say, are you a dog? How come you bit my nipple, look... you've bitten out milk!"
Nia blushed and spat at Fatty. While reaching out to rub it for him, she pinched his arm and couldn't help but giggle: "Talking nonsense, you Fatty..."
"If what's soaking through my clothes isn't milk, then what is it?"
"Don't be annoying, that's just my saliva... No complaining, what are you sniffing for, it's fragrant!"
"Oh." Fatty felt a bit melancholy, sighed, and looked dreamy: "I wonder when I'll get to see the legendary human milk!"
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"Wiping out Stephen within two weeks is simply a pipe dream!" Hailig shouted, sitting in front of Gordon. The coffee in his hand seemed ready to spill at any moment, clearly showing his agitation.
