"Rascal, what's the interesting thing? Do you know something?"
Upon hearing Wyatt's murmurs, Jovie's autumn eyes revealed a trace of curiosity as she slowly asked.
"I'll tell you when we get back to the room."
With a mysterious smile, Wyatt took Jovie's hand, found 'Room No.1', entered, and secured the room from the inside.
"Rascal."
As Jovie was about to continue her interrogation, she saw the wolfish gaze in Wyatt 's eyes and immediately blushed, her petite body shuddering slightly.
Wyatt pounced on Jovie, as ravenous as a hungry wolf.
After a bout of intimacy, Wyatt laid on the bed, hugging a content Jovie, his satisfied smile on display.
"Rascal, you haven't told me yet. What did you just discover?"
Rested on Wyatt's muscular shoulder, Jovie inquired with curiosity.
After all, she was very interested in the owner of the inn.
