The Lord Mayor Falls in Love with Me

When the night fell, the wild wolves still wouldn’t leave.

Before long, a cold wind was blowing and it started raining. Gradually it was raining harder and harder, and eventually raining cats and dogs. The river gradually rose in the pouring rain and soon became a raging torrent.

The wolves whimpered as if something bad was going to happen. They turned around and left.

Philip was relieved to see them leaving. However, his heart sunk at the sight of the constantly rising river below the cave.

Joey was shocked to find that the river had risen so quickly, “Oh God, at this rate, the water will rush into the cave and flood the entire cave in no time. What should we do? Should we jump into the river before it’s too late?”

Philip shook his head with a serious look, “It’s too late already. Now the river has become a raging torrent. The current is too fast and deep for us. We’ll be washed away by the flood and it’s too dangerous.”

Joey agreed with him. She sat down on a big rock in the cave and said anxiously, “Let’s pray that the flood won’t come up so quickly.”

Otherwise they would have no way out.

They were waiting nervously. The night in the mountains was getting colder, and Joey had to hold her legs tight, trembling all over.

Philip immediately took off his coat and wrapped it around Joey. She looked up at him and said, “You might catch a cold if you gave me your clothes.”

“I’m a man, and I’m stronger than you.

After saying that, he started doing warm-up exercise in the cave.

him gratefully and said nothing more. She recalled how sincere Philip had been when he said “love is all about devotion and persistence”. It was a confession of love at the moment of life and death.

Now she was certain that Philip was in

she was of his love, the more awkward the situation would be.

was almost midnight now and the rain gradually stopped. The flood eventually didn’t come up and stopped

danger anymore. Yet

cold and humid. Joey was shivering

“It’s cold…so

Joey closed her eyes

her in his arms to warm her with his own

eyelids were too heavy to open. The minute she felt Philip’s warm embrace, she subconsciously pressed herself against his, like a docile cat.

“Don’t…move!”

Philip’s voice was hoarse. He blushed at Joey’s unconscious

anyway. Her cold hands began to run up and down his back in her attempt to feel his body warmth. Her face was pressed against his strong

boiling hot. His crotch uncontrollably tightened against

to realize the danger of what they were doing, and continued to wiggle her body in his arms to find the most comfortable position.