Sugar Mama Got a Male Celebrity Pregnant [Female A Male O] [ChatGPT Translation]

Main text Chapter 25 Jinjiang exclusive release

Xie Jun twirled the Buddhist beads in his hand, staring blankly at the scene in front of him. It was just a desolate and dilapidated house, but when the wind blew, a strong smell of decaying wood penetrated his nostrils, causing him to frown. There were no high-tech scenes that he had imagined in his mind, such as monsters or mutated humans. There was only a rusty bed, some broken glass bottles on the ground, and a drab bedside table. Everything in the house was completely different from the dilapidation of the entire temple, creating a strange and unsettling collision of styles. "A very strange place. . ." Xie Jun coughed lightly, his nose catching a faint, almost imperceptible fragrance that dissipated with each breath. Wen Jue stood quietly beside him. Calmly, as if the scene in the room had been filtered countless times in her mind, leaving only the essence. Xie Jun glanced at Wen Jue first, then at the well not far away.

Muttering to herself, "Why do I always feel like someone is following us. . ."

Wen Jue brushed past him, heading straight for the bedside table, her fingertips landing on the cabinet and stirring up a thin layer of dust, habitually furrowing her brows.

Very dirty, but she clearly didn't mind.

Pulling open the cabinet, a thin layer of dust scattered out.

Xie Jun's eyes widened, then widened again. . . but his whole body was trembling.

That thing. . .

He had seen it.

Or to put it simply, he had used it.

Alpha's muzzle.

Since not all lines are present, here is the translation without the missing lines:

Since humans began domesticating dogs, various forms of wisdom have been used to transform a once proud wolf into a domesticated and gentle dog. The naturally cold-blooded animal in bone and blood will rebel, and the consequences of this rebellion have led to the invention of the dog muzzle.

Constructed from special metal materials, iron wires are arranged and wound together, ultimately forming a "safe" existence with separated teeth.

The humiliation object of the alpha in the upper echelons of society - the dog muzzle.

It is a disdain and restraint of power in the bloodline.

Or, it is. . .

Insult.

Wen Jue's fingertips brushed over the dog muzzle, like a dear friend, she touched it once, twice, three times. . .

At the fourth touch.

Xie Jun shouted uncomfortably, "Stop!" His voice trembled, he took two steps forward wanting to approach Wen Jue, but found her eyes terrifyingly cold, no longer gentle or polite, but rather an aggressive alpha, carrying innate wildness.

"Stop. . . stop. . ."

Wen Jue slightly tilted her head, a hint of innocence flashing in her eyes.

Simply looking at it, but it brought a smile to her face.

She handed the mouth guard forward.

"Jun, do you like it?"

She took another step forward, her smile becoming more peculiar, a faint hint of sorrow in her clean face.

"Look, what is this?"

Xie Jun knew the current scene was very strange.

But he didn't move, just quietly watching Wen Jue, trying to calm himself down.