The group trekked, passing along various plantations—some small bushes, some tall trees. Ling Qingyu stayed in the lead, with the Wolf operators at the end of the column formation and the girls in the middle.
To avoid the girls getting hurt, Ling Qingyu took a machete from her backpack and cleared the path. God knows how she fit the long machete inside. The Wolf operator was really curious, but the scene he had witnessed before leaving had frightened him to death. This Kirin was definitely a thorny rose. Oh, he blessed the man who would marry her. Amen.
He must be the best representative of masculinity to withstand Kirin's abuses. This goddess was too fierce and ruthless. What if you hurt her during lovemaking—would you have to be injured to compensate, allowing a foreign object to violate the backyard? No, one must hold their dignity and defend the honor of man. The Wolf operator had the self-awareness to know he did not have such capability.
