Abduction of the Orcs

It snowed all night, and the whole world seemed to be white. No matter which direction you looked at, it was a white scene. The bright sun shone on the snow, reflecting colorful light, which was very beautiful.

The males came back from the mountains in twos and threes, the hunting time was almost over, and only a few unlucky males were still looking for prey in the mountains.

With the coming of cold winter, most females are reluctant to get up early. They prefer to be lazy on the bed, and wait for someone to call before getting up slowly.

But today is a bit different for the females of the Iru family.

As soon as the man entered the door, Ah Ning took a step back, his straight back pressed against the door frame, the man raised his left hand holding the flowers, and hugged Ah Ning who was already fully dressed.

"Yilu, let's go out!" Aning said, his black eyes were shining with starlight, and his cheeks were flushed. He had been bouncing on the bed for a long time just now.

"...Did you eat?" The man glanced at the bed that was messed up by the female, and the pot that hadn't changed its position.

"Ah, of course," Aning's eyes flickered, he opened his mouth to lie, but under the man's stare, he reluctantly told the truth, "No." Said the words dully, and Aning poked the man with his finger The spoiled Aning was a little unhappy because he didn't eat a meal.

He sighed silently. Although he liked Aning's lively appearance very much, there were certain things that could not be tolerated. The man kissed Aning's forehead, put his arms on his hips, and said, "Sit up."

"No." Ah Ning pushed the man, trying to break free from the man's arms, but he didn't push.

"Come on," the man frowned, and his deep voice was somewhat harsh, "You're not wearing shoes!"

Aning's mouth was flattened, and his eyes were red.

"A-Ning!" The man cried out in embarrassment.

Aning trembled all over, tears welling in his eyes.

"..." The man immediately threw the meat on the ground, hugged Ah Ning with one hand, and coaxed Ah Ning face to face, "Be good, don't cry, I was wrong, be good, Aning, please don't cry..."

"You hate me." Aning sniffled, accusing the man reluctantly, but Aning didn't realize that his behavior at this time was very similar to the character in the novel he hated most in the past, something unreasonable and willful.

"A-Ning, it's all my fault, I shouldn't have hurt you," the man softly coaxed his baby, and felt a little headache about A-Ning's sudden willfulness. "But……"

"Woo..." Aning, who was still a little happy when he heard the man's comfort, heard that there was a turning point, blinked his eyes, and burst into sobs. The anger that rose from not cherishing himself was suppressed.

"Ah Ning, be good, don't cry, don't cry..." The man who can't coax others just repeated these few words. Others might find it boring to listen to them, but Ah Ning took this. He slowly stopped sobbing and shrank. In the arms of the man, with both hands around the man's neck.

In fact, Ah Ning also finds it strange that he has become more and more unreasonable in the past two days. Even if he knows that he is wrong, but as long as the man's voice is rough, he will immediately feel wronged, and his heart will be extremely uncomfortable, and tears will flow. When it came down, no matter how hard it stopped, it couldn't be stopped.

"Don't cry?" the man said softly, with a helpless expression on his face. He patted Aning's back, and his sharp ears could clearly hear the sound of Aning's nose sniffling, and the head resting on his shoulder shook almost imperceptibly. Shaking, the anger in my heart disappeared inexplicably.

"Remember to eat next time, and wear shoes too." Although the anger subsided, the man still couldn't help nagging, and before Aning could react, the man who was worried that Aning would cry again quickly put his hands on his hands He grabbed the rotten bouquet and handed it to Aning, "Here you are."

"Here, I woo..." Facts have proved that the man's worry was very correct. When he heard the man mentioning the food and shoes, Aning wanted to cry again. This inexplicable reluctance was suppressed, but he was immediately overwhelmed by the bouquet of flowers that the man gave him.

Ah Ning wept pitifully, he tried his best to make his sobs softer and softer, but the seemingly invisible whimpers made the man even more flustered.

"A Ning, what's the matter, is it uncomfortable?" The man stretched out his hand to lift A Ning's face, but the wet feeling of the tentacles made his expression change, and the man who didn't dare to push hard touched A Ning's chin, feeling anxious The ground spun around on the spot, "Let me see, Aning, be good, raise your head, does it hurt somewhere?" Feeling that Aning's head resting on his shoulders shook feebly, the man breathed a sigh of relief, As long as there is a response, he hugged Aning and shook it gently, "If you don't want to wear shoes, don't wear them, okay?" On the ground, "No... I like to eat, let's eat less," the man gritted his teeth with tears soaking through his animal clothes, eat less and eat more, the man said all the questions he could think of that would make Aning cry, But he only got more tears from Aning, and he cried even more sadly, "I still don't like this flower, I will change it tomorrow." .

"No, woo, yes, I, hi..." Aning, whose head was still buried on the man's shoulder, hugged the bunch of flowers tightly, and made a barely audible sound from his mouth.

The man's eyes lit up, as if he didn't hear Aning's voice, he pulled the flower away from Aning's hand with a tightening of his fingers.

"No, don't throw it away..." Ah Ning raised his head in a panic, his watery eyes couldn't see the man's expression clearly, and he couldn't see where the man hid the flowers. Tears, however, could not be wiped away, only wiped red around the eye sockets.

Ah Ning's pitiful appearance made the man feel very distressed. He held Ah Ning's hand and put the bouquet between Ah Ning's hands, "here." The man said softly, fearing that Ah Ning would cry even harder .

Aning carefully held the bouquet of flowers. Although the root of the flower was scratched by the man, the flowers were still very beautiful. With a smile on his lips, he looked at the bouquet of flowers contentedly, and tears kept dripping down his cheeks. above the flowers.