The Understated Dragon Lord novel Chapter 682

"Smarty, are you cursing at me?" Danny asked with a chuckle.

"No! I didn't curse at you! A country bumpkin like you isn't worth my words," Smart denied, afraid of getting hit again.

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The next morning, a gentle breeze wafted through the cave, and the warm sunlight spilled over the two gorgeous girls. Belle felt something heavy on her thighs and, squinting through the sleep, realized Danny was sprawled across her legs, drooling all over them.

"Country boy, get off!" Belle snapped, and then she slapped him.

"Whack!"

Although it was a loud slap, Belle had held back; she had hit his face, not his backside, and hadn't used much force.

"Why'd you hit me?" asked a baffled Danny, lifting his head.

"Why? Look at the mess you made on my leg. It stinks! Clean it up, now!"

Belle looked fiercely as if she were scolding her own son. Danny quickly began wiping her thigh with his hand.

"Belle, you can't blame me! I was so hungry last night, I dreamt I was eating pork trotters, so I drooled a lot."

"Pork trotters? Are you saying my thighs resemble pork trotters?"

"How could real pork trotters ever compare to your beautiful, white, long legs? They're priceless. Even if they were auctioned off for tens of thousands, plenty of men would line up just to spend a night," Danny retorted with a laugh.