Abduction of the Orcs

In autumn, the sun is short and dinner is early. After riding the beast, Aning spontaneously went to collect firewood. This is a relatively clean piece of land in the swamp. A man can see all the weeds at a glance, and it will take at least four days to see such a clean land in the swamp again, so the man is also relieved to let Aning walk around to relax, and of course it is good to pick up some firewood and come back.

Aning looked up at the dead leaves on the tree. He broke several leaves with his hands, and the centers were all fresh. After pulling it out for a long time, he couldn't pull it out. Could it be that the tree looks like this? Aning stood on the ground in doubt After studying for a while, he shook his head, then lowered his head and continued to look for the really withered and dry branches.

Well, why is there blood?Aning, who insisted on watching the bloody scene of men hunting for more than ten days, is now able to deal with the pile of prey without changing his face, so when he saw the blood, he just stared curiously at the dense grass pile in front of him, and carefully picked up the firewood Push through the grass, uh, dead or alive?

"Iru."

Aning called out to the man, while poking the orc halfway down in the swamp carefully with a branch, but there was no response.

A pair of arms circled Aning's stomach and hugged him.

"Is he alive or dead?" Ah Ning tilted his head and looked at the expressionless man.

"I don't know." The man put Aning on the riding beast, "Don't move around." He took the firewood in his hand and threw it on the ground, and the man walked towards the lifeless orc at the edge of the swamp.

Wen Lun felt that he was very unlucky today. First, the female he liked rejected him and chose another male who lost to him. Then the prey he was about to hunt was stolen by an eagle bird in the sky. Carefully fell into the pit, the thigh was poked a big hole by the sharp stone in the pit, finally climbed out of the pit, but found that I was lost, I picked a random direction, and finally walked to the swamp, I found the direction to return to the tribe , before taking two steps, he met a group of ostrich owls, and when they were all beaten away, he fell into the swamp without any strength, and with the last effort to pull his upper body out of the swamp, Wen Lun fell into a coma Finally, I mourned in my heart, today is finally over.

It was so fragrant, Wen Lun, who hadn't eaten all day, struggled to wake up in the scent.

He opened his dazed eyes, and everything that came into his eyes seemed to be shaking and overlapping. After blinking vigorously a few times, Wen Lun saw a female looking at him with concern, as if seeing that he had woken up. A sweet smile immediately appeared on his delicate face. Wen Lun felt that his wounded heart was instantly healed. He stretched out his trembling hand and held the female's little hand, "Please... please marry me!"

"Ah?" Aning looked suspiciously at the male who had just woken up in front of him. His accent was too heavy and his voice was a little vague. He could only hear clearly the words "You want me, what do you mean?"Ah Ning was thinking hard, suddenly a black shadow flashed past in front of his eyes, the hair on his forehead fluttered with the breeze, Ah Ning blinked his eyes and didn't understand what happened, and only heard a sound.

'boom'

Wen Lun only felt a huge pain in his chest, but before he could react, he fell down again.

"Yilu, why did you hit him?" Aning asked in surprise.

How boring this journey was, it was so hard to have fun now, but passed out again, Ah Ning felt it was a pity.

The man's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. He took Aning's hand, trying to pull out that obtrusive hand, but the hand was held very tightly. The man pulled it out for a long time, but he didn't let him let go. Frowning called pain.

"Yilu, don't do it, wait for him to wake up..."

"Ow!"

Aning's eyes widened, watching the comatose male scream, jumped up from the ground, and jumped straight with his injured foot in his arms.

The man calmly took a piece of gauze to wipe off the blood on his hands, threw the gauze into the fire, then gently took Aning's hand, and asked softly, "Does it still hurt?"

"Well, oh, no, maybe he was holding it too tightly just now." Ah Ning felt that he seemed to have said something wrong, and the face of the man who finally got better turned dark again.

"Hey, even if you saved me, you can't hit someone!" Wen Lun shouted with a face, his feet hurt to death!

The man ignored it completely, and he rubbed the unsightly red mark on Aning's wrist.

Aning glanced at the male holding his feet, then at the man with a very bad face, and chose to remain silent.

Wen Lun yelled a few more times, but didn't get any response. Wen Lun, who was completely ignored, jumped in front of the two of them with one foot, and wanted to yell again, when he saw the red mark on the female's wrist.

"Uh, what, I shouldn't be able to grab this?" Wen Lun, who still remembered that he was holding the female's wrist before he passed out, scratched his hair and laughed dryly.

The man continued to ignore it, and Aning secretly glanced at the laughing male, and moved his body as if to hide behind the man.

Wen Lun was hit by the female's dodging action. He shrank to the side and muttered, "I didn't mean it, I really didn't mean it..."

Aning, who eavesdropped with his ears up, thought this male was really interesting. He smiled and kissed the man whose face gradually calmed down, "It's very interesting."

"Hmph." The man looked at the faded traces of color on his wrist before letting go of Ah Ning's hand.

The soup in the pot has started to boil. The man took down the pot, poured the soup into a bowl, handed it to Ah Ning, then moved the fire aside, took a piece of wood, dug up the ground, and took out a pot wrapped in dry mud. thing.

Wen Lun watched the man's movements curiously, while covering his stomach, he was so hungry, he was going to hunt.

The man smashed the mud ball on a stone, and a strong scent wafted out from the cracked mud.

It's really delicious, Ah Ning looked at the food made with the beggar's chicken method, wondering if it's edible?

He only read the general method in the novel, and only knew that the chicken belly should be filled with seasoning, wrapped in leaves, and then wrapped in mud. As for the details, Ah Ning didn't know any of them, and they made it so called now. The raw material of flower chicken is not chicken, but a small animal with delicious meat here.

"How is it?" Ah Ning watched as the man tore off a piece of meat without fear of being burned, and stuffed it into his mouth.

The man nodded, tore off a small piece of meat, blew it cool, and handed it to Ah Ning's mouth.

Aning blushed, and glanced at the place where Wen Lun was standing out of the corner of his eye. Seeing no one, he opened his mouth and bit the piece of meat into his belly. Well, the taste was okay.

"Where did he go?"

"Hunting." The man answered casually, and cut the food into slices with a knife and put them on a plate, as well as two small bird eggs that he specially placed in the abdomen of the food.

"Why?" Aning thought that the male would stay to share the food.

"He's a male, so..." Putting the plate in front of Aning, the man was a little distressed as to how to answer his question.

Aning nodded, indicating that he understood. He is used to the simple answers to some questions, which is probably the custom of this world. "Will he come back?"

"...yes," the man obviously didn't want the male to come back, "we saved him, and he has to hunt for us for three days to express his gratitude."

"Oh." Aning, who was buried in dinner, nodded, and then he suddenly raised his head and looked at the man, "Then I picked you up at that time, and you have to hunt for me for three days?"

The man coughed dryly, "It's different, if it's female, I'll take you home."

"But you brought me back to your home." Aning opened her eyes wide and said with a hint of accusation.

"Cough." The man coughed dryly again. The man who was not good at words was obviously at a loss. He grabbed Aning's hand, and his golden eyes looked directly into the dark ones, "If you want to go home, I will go back with you. And would you like to come home with me?"

Looking at the man's eyes full of love for a while, the sweet-hearted Aning couldn't help but blushed, and he said softly, "Anyway, I can't find my home, so I want to go home with you in the end." Ah Ning suddenly felt that he had lost a lot, "Big liar." He said angrily.

The corner of the man's mouth, who heard the female's insincere words, bent slightly, leaned close to the female, and kissed his lips tenderly. Aning pushed the man's shoulder eagerly but refused, but soon became addicted to the man's kiss, and put his arms around his shoulder , opened his lips slightly, stretched out his dexterous tongue to lick the man's lower lip, and actively poked it into his mouth, but was caught by the man's tongue in a short while, and entangled together.

After a while, the two separated.

"Aren't you angry?" The man gently pressed his forehead against Aning's and asked softly.

"Angry." Aning's face was slightly red, the corners of his mouth were slightly pouting, and he replied.

After hearing this, the man was not in a hurry, he just kissed Ah Ning again, "angry"

"Angry!" Ah Ning blushed and hummed.

The man kissed again, making Ah Ning breathless.

"Return angry?"

"Humph!"

"Not angry?"

"You, uh, don't kiss me again!"

The foolish couple romped for a while, until there was a continuous coughing sound.