Lion King's Adopted Son

Before he could protest, Jera felt himself on a back with thick down, and the owner of the back turned his head and looked at it gently and indulgently.

Claire patted Gera's head lightly: "What are you doing stupidly, hurry up and help Dad lick his fur! This way his wound will heal faster."

Looking at the tiny wounds on Pascal's body, Gera was dumbfounded.

Uh... really want it to lick?It can't do this kind of fur licking, okay?Gera looked at Claire begging for help, but Claire didn't understand what it was thinking, and guessed that Gera had never licked fur for others, for fear of hurting Pascal.She smiled gently and comforted: "Don't worry, Mr. Pascal won't blame you for licking him. In our group, only the closest people are allowed to lick each other's hair. If you do it for Pascal Master Er licks his hair, he will be very pleased, good boy, go ahead."

Happy?What joy is there in sweeping a wet tongue all over one's body!It's not bad if you don't get scared!

If it was placed in Jella's previous life, this practice would be naked sexual harassment!

Gera turned her head, just about to refuse righteously, but met Pascal's expectant eyes.Pascal had never looked at it with this kind of eyes before, as if it was a puppy who had just returned from an adventure for its master and was waiting for his master's praise, which was unbearable to refuse.

——Anyway, this lion has just narrowly escaped death. Isn't it too unreasonable to refuse his request now?

——Isn’t it just licking hair?Although this kind of behavior is a bit too much in the human world, it is very normal for small animals!

Gera was constantly building in her heart, then took a deep breath, and resignedly buried her head in the fluff on Pascal's back.When the pink and tender tongue lightly swept Pascal's back, the big lion narrowed its eyes happily.

Speaking of which, this is the first time that Gera is willing to take the initiative to get close to him.In the past, didn't this little heartless person wish to hide away when he saw him?Pascal never thought that showing weakness in front of his adopted son would have such a good effect.

In fact, Pascal doesn't hurt. This level of injury is really nothing to him, but if he can get close to Gera in exchange, it seems not bad.Should he pretend to be in pain and let the little lion continue to care about him and get close to him in the next few days?

Pascal's body was lying on the ground, propping his head comfortably to enjoy the care of his adopted son.His ears moved with the movement of the little lion on him, and he seemed to have a strange sense of joy.

The little lion couldn't see the complacent expression of the big lion. When he found that the big lion suddenly fell down, he panicked. Was it too heavy and crushed his cheap father?Or did Pascal finally lose his strength because of his injuries and passed out?

"Clear, Claire! Let's see how Pascal is doing? Has he passed out?" There was a hint of crying in the soft voice of the little lion.

Claire stood aside with a black line on her hair: "It's okay, don't worry about little Gera, Master Pascal is fine, it doesn't matter if you lick a little harder."

——Really, when did Master Pascal become so rascal?It's clear that there's nothing wrong, who is this look for?

However, seeing that her lord had just returned from a near-death escape, Claire decided to let him enjoy Gera's care for a little longer and not expose him.

"Is it really okay?"

Gera stepped on Pascal's back with the pads and moved her body carefully.The steady vibration of the big lion's breathing came from under the paws, and Jela was relieved.

——It doesn't sound like it's painful.

Gera finally let go of the hanging half of her heart, and continued to lick the wound for Pascal.

There were quite a few small wounds on Pascal's body, and as he licked it all the way, Gera was followed by a series of saliva marks.It looked at those saliva marks, and its face turned red involuntarily.This way... always feels like it's insulting Pascal.

However, when it saw the broken twig stuck in the wound in front of it, all the blush on Jera's face faded away.It began to carefully pick out the broken pieces while licking the wound for Pascal.Although it has made its movements as gentle as possible, whenever it sucks the broken strip out of the flesh, it can still feel a slight vibration from the claws.

It must hurt, Gerald thought.However, this person never knew how to cry for pain.Even if you are hurt and bleeding, you will just endure silently, shrink in a safe place, and wait for the wound to heal.

Before this incident, Gera never knew that she was such a soft-hearted person, and she never knew that Pascal's influence on her had become so great unconsciously.

After treating Pascal's wounds, Gera jumped off his back and walked forward with his tail flicking. It remembered that it saw a kind of herb in this cave just now, which might help Pascal as soon as possible. Rehabilitation.Thinking of the shaved and bloody spot on Pascal's back, Gera felt irritated.

The moment Gera jumped off Pascal's back, Pascal, who had already "slept soundly", immediately shook his mane, stood up energetically, and looked at Claire suspiciously: "What are you going to do, Gera?" gone?"

"How do I know!" Claire said angrily, "However, it can be seen that it is very worried about you. Master Pascal, your body is obviously fine, why do you pretend to be so pitiful in front of little Gera? You are simply bullying little Jella!"

"I didn't intend to bully it, I was just cultivating feelings with it." Pascal was in a good mood and didn't care about Kalil's accusations against him at all: "You know, I usually act too strong and serious , which is not conducive to the closeness between me and my adopted son."

"You can say whatever you want, anyway, I don't allow you to bully little Jella—don't rush to deny it, you are bullying it by making little Jella sad!" Seeing that Jella came back wagging her tail, Claire He lowered his voice: "You'd better 'get better' as soon as possible, otherwise, be careful that I'll expose you in front of Gera!"

"You are such a bad subordinate, Claire. Not only did you not help your boss solve problems, but you also learned to threaten your poor boss who was just injured." Pascal talked to Claire with vigor and vigor. As he spoke, he quickly lay back down with a listless expression.

He is a good father who knows how to be considerate of his son, and he must give his son a chance to show off, right?

It was time for dinner, and the smell of steaming meat permeated the cave, making all the hungry orcs and sub-beasts twitch their noses.

These days, everyone's appetite is not very good. They are sad for their flooded hometown, worried about the wise men who don't know life and death, and confused about the tribe and their own future living conditions.Various factors caused everyone's emotions to be low.Even the delicious broth had little taste in their mouths.

But it’s different now, the wise man is back, and the patriarch has become more reliable, pointing out the direction for everyone to move forward. The haze that has been shrouding everyone’s hearts has dissipated a lot, and everyone is in the mood to taste delicious food.

When everyone fled, they didn't bring a pot, only some food and water.But the survivability of the orc tribe is obviously very strong, but within half a day, they have already gathered local materials in this cave and made a stone pot.

A fire was burning under the stone pot, and smoke was rising from the pot. Everyone swallowed involuntarily when they smelled the fragrance in the pot, and surrounded them.

Since the flood had not yet passed and everyone brought limited food when they set out on the road, the patriarch did not dare to let people cook too much food as he did not know how many days he would need to survive on the food and water in his hands.In fact, the amount of food in the pot is enough for everyone to fill their stomachs, and it is impossible to eat enough.

Therefore, every time it is meal time, everyone will rush to the pot to grab food.If you arrive late, you will probably be hungry.

A few days ago, Gera did not join the food grabbing team. The food that Kelier snatched, plus some of the food they had brought with them, was enough for the two of them.But now, I still have a large patient waiting to be fed, and I can no longer be passive and sabotage. Jiela raised her right front paw and shook it, then lowered her body, although she was ready to sprint.

Pascal had never seen Gera like this before, and only thought that such a lively Gera was quite cute.

He asked Claire next to him, "What does the action of the little guy mean?"

"I don't know, Jela always makes some weird moves sometimes." Claire shook her head, guessing wildly: "Maybe it's cheering itself up? Oh, I don't know."

The lid of the pot had just been lifted, and the little lion rushed over like an arrow.Relying on its small size, it nimbly shuttled between the orcs and the sub-beasts, and arrived in front of the pot in a short while.

When the little lion walked up to where Pascal was with a bowl full of hot broth in its mouth, and bowed its head to let him eat, Pascal couldn't bear it anymore, and grabbed the little lion into his arms inside.

"Stop it, the broth is about to spill!"

Claire heard Gera's yelling, and just turned her head, she saw a strange scene: her family's adults were holding a lion cub in his arms, and the cub was trying to erect its two front paws, holding a lion carefully. A crumbling stone bowl.

"Pfft!" Claire couldn't help laughing out, "Master Pascal, little Jella, what are you doing?"

Gera's eyes never left the stone bowl between its claws. Hearing Claire's joking voice, it said angrily, "Stop laughing, Claire, come here and help!"

In the end, Pascal, the broth that Gera grabbed, drank only half a bowl, and the other half went into Gera's stomach.

After eating the last piece of jerky in her hand, Claire stuffed Gera into her skirt, and walked to the entrance of the cave with Pascal.

"What are you going to do? It's still raining heavily outside." The patriarch stopped at the entrance of the cave.

"We're going to go out to find something to eat." Pascal said, "The flood may not be able to recede for a few days, but we have no food left. I can't let my children and subordinates go hungry with me."

It's not that the patriarch didn't notice the shortage of food and water, but he still stopped him: "It's too dangerous."

"Believe me, this is just a hunt for us." After finishing speaking, Pascal and Claire ran quickly together, and after a while, their figures disappeared into the rain.