Otherworldly scumbag

Philip was frightened to death. His first thought was that Charles had come to settle accounts with him. He ran so fast that he wished he could turn into a beast-like limb and run, but he was still easily caught by Charles.

Charles grabbed Philip by the collar and took him under a tree to give a lecture. Philip stood with his head bowed, as if resigned to his fate.

"What were you doing squatting outside the warehouse just now?" Charles asked knowingly, staring at Philip, only his dry lips were covered by his messy gray hair, and his clothes were dusty. Just now, I helped Mu Mu tidy up the warehouse. His shoes were covered with mud, and his trouser legs were splashed with mud.

Charles really wanted to take off Philip's dirty clothes, and put him in the water to wash his hair well. Why doesn't he know how to take care of himself when he is so handsome?

Philip lowered his head and said nothing, feeling that he was going to die.

"Speak." Charles lifted Philip's chin, forcing him to look directly at him.

Philip licked his dry lips anxiously, and then said softly, "I was wrong."

"What's wrong?" Charles looked at Philip's lips. After being licked by him, his lips looked a lot better, but the habit of licking his lips would only make his lips drier.

Philip hesitated and said, "I shouldn't be eavesdropping on them..."

"Why shouldn't it be?"

"immoral……"

"It's good to know." Charles ordered Philip after finishing speaking: "Grab your ears with both hands, and squat down 100 times."

Punishment must be given, otherwise he will not improve his memory.

Philip did as he did, grabbing his ears with both hands and began to squat up and down. While squatting, he secretly looked at Charles with his ice-blue eyes, looking scared and wronged.

After Philip finished squatting, Charles asked him sternly, "Do you still dare to eavesdrop?"

"Don't dare." Philip replied in a low voice.

Charles was satisfied, and the punishment was also punished. His attitude calmed down, and he reached out to stroke Philip's hair and asked him, "What do you think about what we two did last time?"

Philip squinted his eyes. He was used to covering his eyes with his hair, so when Charles pulled his hair away suddenly, he felt that the light was a bit harsh.

"I was wrong." Philip apologized again, and he knew that Charles had come to settle accounts with him.

Charles accepted Philip's apology for the time being. You must know that he was stunned four times by Philip that night, and he was really going to explode at that time.

"I'm asking what you think." Charles leaned on the tree trunk with one hand, lowered his head and approached Philip.

Philip felt that Shire was too close, which made him feel oppressed. After struggling for a while, he whispered: "You are the chief, you have the final say."

As long as the Shire don't drive him out of the tribe.

"I have the final say?" Charles raised his eyebrows.

"Yeah." Philip nodded weakly.

Charles was lost in thought, his fingers touched Philip's face strangely, and then suddenly moved his face to kiss his lips.

Philip was frightened, and stared at Charles with wide eyes, as if he had seen a ghost.

Charles moved his face away, and said solemnly to the dumbfounded Philip: "Since we have done it, let's be together."

Philip was dazed for a while, thinking he had heard it wrong, and then said "Huh?"

"Partnership." Charles repeated again, thinking that Philip had objections to his decision: "Didn't you say that I have the final say?"

"Ah...that...that..." Philip reminded Charles in a panic: "We are all orcs..."

"It's not uncommon for orcs to be together." Charles disagreed, and said as a matter of course: "Since we have a physical relationship, and I don't hate you, then being together is the best way to deal with it. Responsible."

After a pause, Charles added angrily: "Besides, you are too obscene and always do some wretched things. I have to take good care of you and correct all your bad habits."

Hearing that Charles called him obscene and wretched, Philip lowered his head in embarrassment and blushed a little.

"How is it? Will you be my partner?" Charles pressed Philip, asking him to give a clear answer, and if he didn't want to, he wouldn't force it.

Philip raised his eyes and looked at Charles. The man in front of him was tall and handsome, with a pair of dark golden eyes like those of Lausanne. With these eyes...

Philip nodded. Anyway, he is something no one wants, and he took advantage of it anyway, so don't want it for nothing.

Seeing that Philip agreed, Charles put his hands on his head and kissed his lips as a pledge kiss, and then said solemnly: "Then we are partners from now on, you move here with me Stay."

As soon as Philip heard that he was going to move, he was unwilling immediately. He wanted to farm, which was his life, and it was his pleasure to peek at the development of Lausanne and Mumu, which was the most important thing for him if he moved The two things are gone.

"No." Philip summoned up his courage and said, "If you want to move, I won't be with you."

Charles was speechless: "I am not as important as a house?"

Philip didn't explain, but just looked at Charles stubbornly. After thinking about it, Charles compromised: "Then I'll move in and live with you, is this feasible?"

Philip was a little happy, and nodded repeatedly. Seeing him happy, Charles smiled on his usually serious face, and then looked at the warehouse full of ivy.

The two people inside have not come out yet.

Seeing Charles looking at the warehouse, Philip suddenly remembered that Mu Mu said he wanted to bake sweet potatoes with him, so he hurried to his field, planning to dig some big sweet potatoes and bake them. Feed him.

"Where are you going?" Charles called to him.

Philip stiffened and replied in a low voice, "Dig, dig sweet potatoes..."

Charles looked at the field Philip had planted, and agreed: "Go."

Philip then turned away, feeling quite buoyant.

In addition to Luosang and Mu Mu, there was another person who didn't hate him or look down on him—his partner Shire.

Philip hung his head, and smiled with his lips drawn together, very pleased.

He has a partner.

yeah!

……

In the warehouse, Mu Mu panted and patted Luosang on the back: "Hurry up, my ass is going to rot."

He had shot four times, and Lausanne still didn't get a single shot.

"Give me another 10 minutes." Luosang leaned on Mu Mu's body, taking care not to press on Mu Mu's stomach while exercising.

He was afraid of hurting the child, so he slowed down.

"10 minutes." Mu Mu shortened the time by half, his little chrysanthemum couldn't stand it after such a long friction.

Luosang then sped up the speed slightly. Mu Mu stretched his legs as wide as possible to facilitate Luosang's movement. At the same time, he endured the shame and tried to shrink his back. With his best cooperation, Luosang's pleasure gradually increased, and finally vented on Mu Mu. in the body.

Mu Mu kissed Luosang's shoulder, and let him continue to press himself to enjoy the aftertaste of orgasm.

Luosang withdrew from Mu Mu's body, he worriedly went to see Mu Mu's little chrysanthemum, it was red and swollen, almost bleeding.

"Sorry, I've been doing it for too long, does it hurt?" Luosang closed Mu Mu's legs, and he couldn't stare at them for too long, or he wanted it again.

"It's okay, I feel good." Mu Mu calmed his breathing, Luosang lay down beside him, and took him into his arms. Mu Mu turned his head to look at him, and his eyes fell on his bandaged left eye superior.

"How is your eye?" Mu Mu asked Luosang, wanting to touch it, but afraid of hurting him. "Blind." Luosang replied in an understatement, without saying much about his injury.

"Your father can't cure him?"

"The eyeball is completely necrotic and can't be cured."

Mu Mu fell silent, feeling a little uncomfortable. If he hadn't gone to Luosang to settle the score that night, then such a big incident would not have happened, and Luosang's eyes would not have been blind.

Mu Mu fell into self-blame, and asked Luosang after a long time: "What about your animal nature? Have you solved it?"

"Looking at it now, it's a lot weaker, but I don't know if it will strengthen after the residual poison is cleared." Luosang touched his left ear. He can't hear in his left ear now. There was no sensation in that part, as if it was paralyzed. Vincentes said that it was caused by the toxin invading the brain nerve from the eyes. Now they all hope that the toxin will gradually recover after the toxin is cleared.

Fortunately for Luosang, although he lost these senses, he could still move his muscles, otherwise Mu Mu would have noticed it.

Luosang didn't want Mu Mu to know about this, lest he care.

"I hope it won't be strengthened." Mu Mu sighed softly, otherwise there will be twists and turns.

"I hope." Luosang smiled bitterly. He got out of bed and opened the window of the warehouse to look. It was getting late, so he went to pick up Mu Mu's dropped clothes and helped Mu Mu put them on.

Mu Mu's body was weak, so he lay lazily and asked Luosang to help him dress. Luosang likes to serve Mu Mu, and rolled up the cuffs like putting clothes on a baby. Put it on for him, and when Mumu was packed, Luosang picked him up and walked out of the warehouse.

"Wait." Mu Mu grabbed the door of the warehouse and became vigilant: "Where are you taking me?"

"Go to my father and my father's house." Luosang explained: "Our house burned down and had to be rebuilt. We will live with them until it is built."

Mu Mu immediately struggled to get out of Luosang's arms: "No, I don't live there, I want to live here!"

Whether it was Hill, Vincentes or Lorraine, Mu Mu didn't want to see them, he minded, and he didn't know how to face them.