C92 Chapter 92

And he hung up.

"Your... your imagination. It was locked up and changed many times."

"Are you jealous?" Ruth patted his butt to make him relax.

"Hmph, it's best if you let me go."

"Let you go? That's impossible. I like you and I want you to be my wife. Furthermore, I want you to give me a few sons."

While he was talking, he started to perform.

"You smell so good. Don't run around