Abduction of the Orcs

Aning supported the table and carefully sat on the chair padded with thick animal skins. As soon as his butt touched the animal skins, he jumped up like he had severe hemorrhoids.

"Hiss!" Ah Ning gasped, clutching her battered buttocks, bent over and lying on the table, excruciating pain!

"A-Ning!" The man who washed the sheets in the backyard jumped in from the window, hugged the uncomfortable female, and comforted him softly, "Let's take the medicine again, shall we?"

"Not good!" Aning angrily scratched the man's iron arm with his nails, finished applying the medicine, and then asked him to do it again, it was a good idea!

"Be careful that your nails are broken again." The scratching through the animal skin was neither painful nor itchy at all, but the man's voice was somewhat serious.

Ah Ning's expression softened, and the uncut nails grew a bit long for a while. When he scratched someone just now, the nails broke, but fortunately they didn't break into the flesh.

"Cut it later." Aning said, resting her fingers on the man's arm.

"Cut it now." The man gently patted Aning on the back, trying to hug him to the bed.

"No, I just came here," Ah Ning quickly grabbed the man, his face wrinkled into a ball, if he had to walk again, he would die!

"What does Aning want?"

Aning blushed at first, then quickly straightened his face, gave the man a vicious roll of the eyes, and at the same time said in a vicious voice, "It's none of your business, let me go!"

The man pretended not to hear Aning's roar, and hugged the female tightly.

Aning, who couldn't break free from the man's arms, pinched the back of the man's hand to vent his anger. If it wasn't for him, would it be so painful for him to go to the toilet!

"Do you want to go to the toilet?"

"..." Ah Ning couldn't stop his face from burning red this time, "It's none of your business, I'll go by myself!" Following his voice, his five fingers kept grasping The man held the hand around his waist, leaving orderly red marks on the back of the hand, but the skin was not broken at all.

The man didn't care about Aning's movements at all. He stretched out his hand and stroked the female's back gently until Ah Ning's body softened and she fell into his arms without stopping, "I'll carry you."

Aning, with straight hair, raised his head from the man's arms, snorted, and agreed to the man.

The toilet that Aning is going to is a public toilet built by several families in the neighborhood. It is a small square with a [-]-centimeter gap between the roof and the wall. The trousers shivered first, the winter wind is too cold, and there is always a strange smell floating in the toilet, which makes Aning want to hold his breath but can't hold it. It is very uncomfortable. The only thing in this toilet is that Aning is lucky. It must be very clean and free from insects and foreign objects.

"I'll go in by myself, you let me down." Aning said, kicking the man's thigh.

"Together." The man was unwilling to put down the soft and fragrant female.

"I'll go in by myself!" Aning growled, glaring at the man, wanting to see him go to the bathroom, shameless!

"..." The man looked at the angry Aning, and finally put it down silently under Aning's glaring gaze.

"Huh!" Ah Ning snorted coldly, walked quickly into the toilet, and slammed the door forcefully.

As soon as the door was closed, Ah Ning gritted his teeth, gasped twice, walked too fast, his butt hurt so badly, woo, he will definitely die of pain when he squats in the toilet later.

Facts have proved that Aning is very predictable. When he came out of the toilet, he looked at the man with such ferocious eyes that people couldn't bear to look at him.

The man was silent for two seconds, stretched out his hand, Ah Ning had to rush forward and bite, the man took the opportunity to hug Ah Ning.

Ah Ning twisted a few times and found that it was still comfortable to be hugged, so she grabbed the man's hand and grinded her teeth peacefully.

"You don't think it stinks?" Ah Ning held the man's hand, and glanced angrily at the man who was rubbing against his head.

"Well, smelly," the man nodded, as if he didn't notice Aning's squinted eyes. This guy is obviously the best example of only allowing state officials to set fires and not allow people to light lamps. The man rubbed Aning's hair again, "But Ah Ning is very fragrant."

"...Huh," a red cloud floated across Ah Ning's face, "It smells good, what is it?" He muttered, shrinking his body into the man's arms, um, it was a little cold.

As soon as she got home, Aning was carried to bed by the man and stuffed into the bed.

"Sleep for a while?" the man asked, looking at the yawning Aning with gentle eyes. The sex for several days made Aning's physical strength drop to the lowest level in history. He had been lying on the bed for a whole day. It is estimated that I will lie down for the next day.

"No, I've been sleeping all day, and I won't be able to sleep at night." Aning rubbed his eyes, he pushed the man, and said, "Go wash the sheets."

Men don't want to go.

Aning looked up and gave him a blank stare, pointing to the door, "Hurry up, and give me the sewing box." He spread his hands.

"..." The man acted as if he didn't hear it, Aning's hands were only halfway open, and he had already opened the door.

Seeing that the man was gone, Ah Ning smiled triumphantly, and immediately lay down on the three-layered animal skin sheet, half-opening his eyes and looking at the small compartment where the fire was shining.

Finally, the estrus period is over, and Ah Ning is very happy that she has finally managed to maintain her sanity in front of men, but Aini will definitely laugh at him. Thinking of Aini's unrestrained laughter, Ah Ning, who has not been happy for a few seconds, sighs. With a sigh of relief, after so many days without going out, the whole tribe would not know what they were doing. Distressed, Aning poked the bed sheet with his fingers, probably not, no, as Aning became more and more clear about his thoughts, he gradually The red finger poked harder on the bed sheet. The entire tribe knew that the man had entered the Holy Land. Then he hadn’t gone out for so many days. Aning’s face changed, “It hurts!” The poor fingers finally couldn’t stand Aning’s unconsciousness. I'm ill, nails are broken.

Aning, who only felt a tingle of pain, stared at the poor finger with an innocent expression, how did it break?

A dark hand carefully grabbed Aning's hand, and when Aning turned his head, he saw a man appearing at the window.

At this time, the pain in the fingers had already spread to the cranial nerves, Aning's mouth was flattened, tears rolled in his eyes, "Yilu, it hurts so much!"

The black-faced man instantly put aside the idea of ​​wanting the female to learn a lesson. He kicked off his shoes, turned in through the window, half-armed Aning, put his fingers in his mouth, and licked them carefully.

"I'm going to find medicine." The man spat out Aning's hand carefully. He stepped on the shoes he had placed beside the bed, walked to the cabinet in two steps, and found out what Aning couldn't find last time. vulnerary.

After the man specifically asked the pharmacist about the medicine, he ran into the central mountain range and spent ten days looking for the medicinal materials, and then asked the pharmacist to help process it. The whole tribe and the man had only five bottles in their hands.

Naturally, a man would not let this precious bottle of wound medicine be 'wasted' on himself.

Gently scattered the medicine on the crack of the nail, the man saw Aning's trembling fingers at the moment the medicine was applied, and the man began to doubt whether the medicine was good. The fate is to throw it into the backyard and be buried in the earth.

"It won't hurt immediately." The man whispered, stroking Aning's back tenderly.

Aning looked up at the man pitifully, then lowered his head again, his slightly long hair covered his cheeks, Ah Ning twitched his nose, retracted into the man's arms, and did not speak.

This made the man feel even more distressed. He hugged the female who seemed to be in severe pain, lay on the bed together, and said softly, "Just sleep and it will be fine."

"Sheets." Aning's voice was hoarse, and his uninjured hand gently pushed the man's chest, but his fingers hooked the man's collar. This weak movement made the male's hard heart immediately soften into a ball of cotton.

"When you fall asleep, I'll go wash." The man responded immediately, he patted Aning's back lightly, "Go to sleep."

Aning, who was lying comfortably in the man's arms, blinked her eyes without a trace of water, and rubbed her cheek against the man's chest. After feeling that the man held him tighter, Aning closed her eyes happily.