Abduction of the Orcs

This, this, this, what is the situation, Aning's eyes widened, his Adam's apple moved slightly, and the slightly salty minced meat slid down the esophagus.

The man licked away the saliva overflowing from the corner of Aning's mouth, straightened his back, and picked up the cloth bag of jerky, as if he wanted to feed the female.

"Wait...wait!" Aning covered his mouth and roared in a muffled voice. Two blushes appeared on his cheeks that were not covered by his hands. His eyes met the man's questioning eyes, and the blush on his face deepened. Avoiding the man's sight, he cast his eyes on the wall behind the man, "No, I'm not hungry, and..." To be honest, he didn't feel so good being fed like this, it was a bit too sloppy and intimate.

The man stared at Aning's erratic eyes, and after a while, he put the cloth bag back on the table, went into the cubicle, tidied up the kitchen utensils, and poured a cup of water for Aning.

He drank all the water in one breath, the cold well water made Aning's head tremble, and he woke up instantly, his throat moved slightly, and the slight sensation had disappeared, but Aning always felt that the feeling of a man poking into his mouth still remained on the tip of his tongue.

Aning stood up, glanced at the man who was washing pots and dishes by the well, and poured himself a glass of water. Aning's lower lip pressed against the rim of the cup, and he stuck out the tip of his tongue, licking the surface of the water. The cold well water gradually dissipated the tip of his tongue. Subtle touch.

Aning poured water into his stomach in one breath, and his face finally returned to calm. He glanced at the man by the well again, hesitated for a moment, took off his shoes, groped and climbed onto the bed, leaned against the window, and looked at the man.

At this time, the sun had completely set, the moon was still behind the clouds, the sky was pitch black, and there was no light. Aning didn't notice that the time was a little far away from the dinner time, and the stomach filled with too much water didn't feel hungry, and he was used to it. In such darkness, he watched the man's movements vaguely by the dim light from the stove.

The man put the pots and bowls upside down in the pot, then went into the weed pile and picked something, came out again, put the things on the ground, squatted on the ground and pulled out a few grasses, wiped his hands lightly, and a fire was bright rise.

The flames inside and outside the house became one, and Aning felt his field of vision brighten up. With a flicker of his eyes, he saw the man turn into the window and look at him leaning on the window frame. He seemed to be about to get out of bed, and then stopped. He turned his head and kissed him, then jumped out of bed, walked to the front yard, took a few things from the riding beast, went back to the house, climbed onto the bed, turned over the window, and kissed Aning again through the window .

Aning, who had been kissed twice, rolled his eyes at the sky, and he thought it was to buy travel expenses.

Dinner is a roast.

The man's barbecue skills are superb, when the meat smells overflowing, Aning's saliva is already overflowing, he squats by the fire, staring blankly at the man's skillful movements, the oil drips down the surface of the food into the fire With a crackling sound, Aning came back to his senses and naturally raised his hand to wipe the corner of his mouth, then covered his stomach, staring at the golden skin, so hungry!

There was a slight smile on the corner of the man's mouth. He sprinkled some seasoning on the prey's wings, turned them over again, cut off the wings, put them on a plate and handed them to Aning.

Aning, who had been waiting for the pair of wings while the man was spreading the seasoning, cheered, and gnawed on the plate.

Aning gnaws bones, and likes to crush them to pieces. In the original world, on weekends, Aning's favorite thing to do is to go to DKS to buy two pairs of chicken wings, nestle on the sofa while gnawing, and read novels with his hand.

Seeing that Aning was eating happily, the man's flat expression softened a lot. He turned over the prey, slowly sprinkled the seasoning, turned over a few times to let the seasoning taste, and then cut off the prey with a sharpened stone knife, including the belt and meat. Then continue to sprinkle the seasoning on the prey that has lost a layer of flesh, turn it over, cut again, repeat several times, and finally, sprinkle the last seasoning on the food where the bones can already be seen, cut off the bones, and put them in a large bowl .

The man sliced ​​the meat very thin, it almost melted in the mouth, it didn’t stick to the teeth at all, and it was full of flavor. Ah Ning likes to eat sweet, so the man specially brushed a layer of honey on the plate, and then put the thin meat on it, sticking it for a while , and put it on another plate, so that the thin meat will have a hint of sweetness, which is very delicious, and A Ning is tempted to eat one piece after another, and finally he is full.

Aning took a big gulp of warm water with honey, picked up the plate, grabbed a piece of roast meat with his hand, and fed it to the man who had another prey on the rack.

The man opened his mouth and ate it together with Ah Ning's fingers. The fiery tongue licked off the seasoning left on his fingers before spitting them out.

Aning, who snatched his finger back, didn't know if it was the fire that burned him red, or because of the man's actions. His face was so red, it was really pretty. One piece was eaten into the mouth, as if inadvertently, the tongue lightly licked the finger that was licked by the man.

Although his eyes were fixed on the roast meat, the man who never left the corner of his eyes from Aning's body naturally saw this scene, and Aning seemed to be licking something. He pressed his finger on his lips and sucked it before pulling his finger out. When he came out, the man's eyes turned red in an instant.

Aning, who realized that his movements were a little bit wrong, blushed again on his face. This time, he was sure that he was really shy. The blushing Aning turned his head and smiled shyly at the man, which made the man furious Chung.

The man clenched the branch that was piercing the prey, and the veins on the back of his hand bulged. The thick branch broke with a snap, and the prey fell into the fire, blackened.

Aning, who didn't know it was all done by himself, yelled in a panic, "Yilu, it's gone!"

The man pressed the ambiguous thoughts into the bottom of his heart, picked the prey out of the fire, and decided in his heart to find the patriarch later, tomorrow, no, tonight he will enter the holy land.

After they had finished their dinner, it was almost eight o'clock. Aning leaned against the door and watched the man lead the beast to the patriarch's house. He watched the man go to the end of the road and disappeared before returning to the house. As soon as he entered the room, Aning hiccupped. He moved his nose, opened the two windows that were closed by the wind, and propped them up with wooden supports. At some point, there was a smell of burnt meat in the room.

He glanced at the burning fire on the stove. The man picked up firewood, and the black smoke was very small. After burning for so long, there was no smell of smoke in the room, but could it be that after burning for a long time, it would give off this smell of burnt meat? Ah, Ning was a little strange, but when he thought of the bugs on the firewood, he didn't want to get close. Speaking of bugs, the smell of burnt meat couldn't be from the bugs on the firewood... Uh, forget it, never mind.

Aning avoided the stove with his back turned, and took out a candle from the cabinet.

Putting the candles on the table, Aning began to organize the pile of luggage on the table, most of which were their clothes. Aning sorted out the clothes, put the ones to be washed aside, and put the clean ones in the cabinet. Some of the luggage was men Buy him gadgets, his sewing box.

The special products that were going to be exchanged at the harvest festival were all piled up on the ground. Aning was a little worried about where to put these things. The house was too small and there was no place to put these things.

Scratching his head, Aning took out two sets of clothes from the cabinet, let's take out the change of clothes first.

Putting the clothes and gauze into the cloth bag, Aning took the cloth and wiped off half of the man's footprints on the edge of the bed.

Then...he had nothing to do.

Aning scratched his hair, then stared back at the pile of specialty products, he scanned the room, and finally fixed his eyes on the cabinet... on it, throw it all?

Yes, good idea, Ah Ning moved the chair to the front of the cabinet, wiped the top of the cabinet spotlessly with a damp cloth, and then wiped off the water stains with a dry cloth.

After a few back and forth, the luggage piled on the ground was reduced by half. Aning looked at the top of the cabinet full of things, thought for a long time, then took the things down again, carefully studied the types and sizes of special products, and piled them on the cabinet one by one. Above, this time, more than half of the luggage was missing, and Ah Ning looked at the top of the cabinet full of things.

This is already the least way of stacking things that will fall off. Aning looked up at the roof, his gaze was fixed on the roof beams, a gleam of light flashed in Aning's eyes, thinking of a way, Aning put the things on the top of the cabinet again. After removing the special products, put the medicinal materials and small items into a big cloth bag, then put them into the man's big bamboo basket, and seal the mouth of the bamboo basket with cloth.

Ah Ning pushed the wooden cabinet to make sure it was strong enough to support his weight, then held the bamboo basket in his hands, climbed up the stool unsteadily, and pushed the bamboo basket to the top of the cabinet with enough strength.

Ah Ning panted heavily, and hesitantly looked at the beam that was about half a meter away from the top of the cabinet. He just pushed the top of the cabinet and he was like this, onto the beam?

It should be fine, Aning secretly encouraged himself, stepped on the shelf and continued to climb up, Ah Ning's movement nerves are really not very good, this is from the original world, he has always been on the verge of passing sports, and now he is climbing. After a long time, it can be seen that only half of the thigh is placed on the top of the cabinet.

Feeling weak, Ah Ning was careful not to touch the tableware with his toes, and tried his best to prop his legs on the top of the cabinet, and with his hands, he finally propped up half of his body.

But soon, he still wanted to cheer up and found himself suspended in the air.

Turning his head, the man looked at him blankly.

"I, I just want to put things away." For some reason, with a guilty conscience, Aning whispered softly, peeking at the man from the corner of his eyes.

The man nodded and put Aning on the bed.

Then, after a few blinks, Ah Ning found that the bamboo basket was already on the roof beam, and after a few more blinks, the pile of special products on the ground had been neatly stacked on top of the cabinet, ensuring that it would not fall down.

Aning's heart was empty, he was indeed a good-for-nothing, and Aning lowered his head in frustration.

"Take a hot spring." The man said, still expressionless.

Aning wasn't depressed any more, he carefully observed the man who put on his shoes.

Picking up Aning with one hand, the man was still thinking about what the patriarch said to him just now.

"A ceremony must be performed before entering the holy place."