Abduction of the Orcs

Aning, who started to wake up, felt that he woke up very early. In the original world, his home was far away from the company, so Aning has always maintained the good habit of going to bed early and waking up early. He was only destroyed a few times in the forest. , and now it's replying again.

Aning still vaguely remembered his behavior last night. He blushed for a moment, except for asking a man to rub his wound, which made him feel a bit too much. Ah Ning found no other problems, so he opened his eyes, but there was only He is alone.

Aning called out with some doubts, "Iru?" He was used to seeing men beside him in the morning.

There was no reply, Ah Ning climbed down from the bed in frustration, and put her feet into her sneakers. It didn't feel good without socks.

How do you weave the straw sandals, what kind of grass do you need to use, uh, I have no impression at all, cloth shoes?It seems that I have seen the method in the novel, where can I find the glue?rice?Is there one here?

Alas, the jacket shouldn't be set on fire.

Flip-flops seem to be good, but the fingers are broken when worn, just ordinary slippers?

won't do...

Aning stared at his sneakers, regretting that when he went out to the supermarket, he didn't wear socks to save trouble.

Still have to find a way to go home.

He came to this world inexplicably when he was going down the stairs.

Is he going to make a staircase?

The seventh floor!

Unlikely, right?

Speaking of which, the staircase seems to be haunted by legends. Well, I will ask Yiru later, where strange things happen here.

Maybe I put it back on inadvertently.

The more Ah Ning thought about it, the more she felt hopeless.

But little hope is better than no hope.

"Aning."

"Heh!" The man walked without sound, and this cry startled Ah Ning, "You...you walk without sound!" He roared, clutching his beating heart.

The man smiled innocently, and handed a peach-colored fruit to Aning.

Touching the remaining dew on the surface of the fruit with his fingers, Ah Ning was a little speechless. He looked at the back of the man who was busy in the kitchen, and rubbed his face vigorously, his mood calmed down.

"Rinse your mouth and wash your face." The man brought out a basin and a cup.

Aning felt that the cup was very similar to the one he had used at the patriarch's house.

Didn't have these yesterday?

Thinking of this, Aning, who was twisting the silk scarf, felt that there seemed to be a lot of things in the room.

The lumpy thing wrapped in animal skin on the table was missing yesterday, there were two more chairs, one, two, three, and four, there seemed to be some more things in the cabinet, and there were two more jars beside the bed, the kitchen There are two more skewers of meat hanging on the window, and there seems to be one more seasoning jar, and...

Aning looked at the man squatting in front of the wooden cabinet in confusion, what time did he get up?

He poured the water in the basin into the grass in the front yard, and put the silk scarf on the drying rack. Holding the basin, Ah Ning looked up at the underwear fluttering in the wind. Are you done? Can you put it away?

Ah Ning, who couldn't hold the bamboo, looked at the little one in pain for a while before returning to the house with the water basin.

As soon as he entered the house, the man brought out a ready-made breakfast from the pot. The breakfast was cooked with minced meat and a kind of thin yellowish strips, which looked easy to digest.

Ah Ning took two bites, and found that the yellowish thin strips were very delicious. After eating three times, Ah Ning ate all the food in the bowl and burped a little.

"what is this?"

"Grass roots." The man seemed very happy that Aning likes grass roots, "I'll cook it tomorrow."

"Yeah." Taking a small bite of the fruit picked by the man, this time the fruit juice is very rich, and Aning, who likes to drink juice as water, smiled happily.

After breakfast, the man refused A Ning's help, and cleaned up the table, bowls and spoons by himself, and folded the animal skin quilt that A Ning couldn't fold.

"A-Ning, shoes." The man miraculously took out a pair of white cloth shoes from there, and held them in his hands. The shoes looked very small, and Aning doubted whether he could wear them.

"I..." Aning looked at the pair of shoes with a blushing face, and wanted to say that he didn't want them, but he didn't think men could wear those shoes at all, "Thank you." In the end, the feeling of not wearing socks defeated him When he was in the forest, Aning never felt uncomfortable without socks. As soon as he was safe, he wanted to live a more comfortable life, especially when the people living with him could realize his wish, and it was even harder to refuse. up.

The corner of the man's mouth was slightly curved. He reached out to pick up Aning and put him on the table to sit on. He knelt down on one knee and reached out to take off Aning's sneakers.

The man's actions seemed very natural, which prevented Aning from reacting immediately. It was not until the man started to take off his other shoe that he drew his feet together and hurriedly refused.

"I take it off and put it on myself." Aning jumped off the table with one foot, trying to escape from the man.

However, the man seemed very reluctant. He didn't speak, but only held Aning's bare feet, and put the cloth shoes on Aning forcefully, regardless of Aning's struggle.

"Yilu!" Aning was a little angry.

The man looked up at Aning's tense face, sighed, and stuffed the other cloth shoe into Aning's hand.

Aning held the warm cloth shoe and looked at the frustrated back of the man angrily and softly.

That's all he wanted to help him put on his shoes?

Aning sat on the chair, put on his shoes, and tugged on the man's fur coat with a little hesitation. Seeing the man turn his head, he smiled and said, "Didn't you say you want to take me to the market?"

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