"You guys continue drinking, I'll go check on my wife first,"
discarding a roast piglet's knuckle, Zhu Ganglie vanished in a gust of demonic wind.
"This fool, is he that eager for his wife?"
Sun Wukong looked at the hurriedly departing Zhu Ganglie and shook his head with a laugh.
"Brother Monkey, you just don't get it. Brother Zhu has been holding back for who knows how long. Now that he can finally taste meat again, of course, he's in such a rush."
The once naive and innocent Little White Dragon, under his boss's lead, was thoroughly awakened to the lustful attributes inherent in dragons.
He naturally understood what state Zhu Ganglie was in now. Perhaps, at this moment, Zhu would love nothing more than to embrace his wife and roll around for three days and nights.
