unexpected giveaway

Corey lives very leisurely when herding sheep. Basically, Corey just needs to sit on a tree trunk or lie on the grass. Vivienne and Eberoyban are both good sheep herders, and they don’t need help at all. .

They drove the sheep back when the sun was about to set. The sky was bright yellow, and several gray birds flew across the sky with their wings spread.Cory was humming an unfamiliar tune over the bleating sheep.

On the way, when villagers drove cattle and sheep to meet them, they would greet them first, and even dragged Corey to his house for dinner with a little enthusiasm.The short-circuit from the hillside to Tatu’s house was a difficult one for Koli, and he had accepted seven or eight invitations to visit him along the way.

Tatu was waiting at the door of the house, and when he saw Corey and the others coming back, he hurried up to meet them.The honest villager didn't know how to tell his distinguished guest about his mistake, which was not considered a mistake at all. He hesitated to speak and hurried the sheep into the sheepfold.Corey smiled helplessly, and explained to Tatu several times before Tatu was relieved, but Tatu never poured wine for Corey again during dinner, and Corey accidentally got a bowl of goat's milk before going to bed at night.

The days passed easily in this way, and Corey went to Crewe's house accompanied by Vivienne.Crewe's house is a little far away, and the simple house is located on the hillside.When Corey went, Crewe's wife was making soup, and the faint smoke came out through the chimney, adding a bit of popularity to the vast green hills from a distance.

Crewe sat on the threshold and smoked a pipe, saw Corey and Vivienne coming, half joy and half surprised to welcome them in.In the evening, Corey was surrounded by a large group of children, and Vivienne said that they all came to eat the double skin milk made by Grandma Crue.But children are always curious about new things. When they stepped on the familiar bluestone slab and came to Crewe's house, they saw a man with blue eyes and black hair sitting at the door. It happened that this man was mentioned repeatedly by their parents.The children approached him involuntarily, their curiosity made them temporarily ignore the temptation of delicious food.

Crewe laughed, he didn't mind the chaos in the house at all.Hilarious, he likes it.

In addition to taking time to herd sheep with Vivienne and Eberoyban, Corey also followed Tatu to plant seedlings in the fields.His accomplice's villagers forbade him to go to the fields, and Corey watched from the sidelines like watching a play.The farming is the same as in the slums, but he is still rare.Mrs. Damon usually works, he is idle.In the past, when his father was around, he would go to the fields with a few people to farm, but this memory was so far away that even Corey doubted it.

The result of the distraction reminded Cory of his little sister, and he couldn't stop worrying.And his mother, Mrs. Damon.Corey thought of the fact that at first he still blamed the fact that it didn't exist, that the money he got for free was not spent by his mother at all, and the crime he committed-drinking and making trouble in Boss Smith's bar, his mother paying for him.And he was the one who actually used the money. Corey could clearly feel the outline of the cloth bag under the pillow when he was sleeping.

The sun became dazzling at noon, and Tatu's wife Rafina came to deliver the meal with the baby on her back.Cory was among the villagers forming a circle in the shade.The meals after labor were particularly delicious. Although their bodies were covered with mud, they couldn't stop the smiles from filling their brown faces.They chattered casually, guessed about the harvest, and guessed about the state of neighboring villages.In a group of people, Corey's white skin is particularly conspicuous, and it always gives people the illusion that he is sick.

So the person who eats the least gets the most food, and Cory is one of those people.

The food he got was too much to eat, and he offered it friendly but was rejected. Cory could only give it to the playful children on the side of the road.

There are more and more children who have a good relationship with Corey. Every time he comes out, Corey can follow four or five children.He is a young man in his twenties, but he is no different from Kid King.

Going to the market is also an essential activity in I.

Corey automatically plans to be the Tatu family. People who have known him in the past joked that Corey is Tatu's new son, and the kid from the Tatu family started their gossip after dinner.Cory is used to the kindness of people.

On the day of the market, everyone got up early habitually. Tatu brought a cartload of freshly slaughtered mutton and pork, Rafina took the landscape picture she had embroidered for a long time, and the children held jars containing various things. And hand-woven bamboo baskets.Corey's function is to take good care of the youngest brother and sister. They are also considered obedient, holding Corey's hands from left to right.

After arriving at the market and choosing a location, there was a sea of ​​people in a moment, and there were shouts back and forth.The little brothers and sisters couldn't stay idle, they dragged Corey through various stalls, selling clothes, selling vegetables, and the red and blue umbrellas on the stalls almost covered the sky.

Everything will be sold out in one day, and you can buy your favorite items.When Tatu came back, he happily put the youngest girl on his neck, and a pair of brothers and sisters and Vivian Anli sat on the cart. They sang songs together and walked home with the night.

At the end of March, Corey, the old man Crewe and a few young people took a car to the neighboring village, played in the neighboring village for a few days, and then went to the next village.This itinerary mainly comes from the unique habits of I.Every month, a few people go out to visit other villages to sell their special products, and then buy back rare things that are not available in other villages.

At last they came to a small town by the sea. The town was small, but there were so many boats staying on the shore.The local people say that when they are lucky, they can meet sailors staying here. The rough and unrestrained sailors tell those unheard stories with their voices soaked in sea water, which is the favorite of children.They also graciously show off their jewels and happily sing the sailor's song.

But these are just rumors, at least in the past ten days of staying in the small town, Corey has never seen a tall ship carrying enthusiastic sailors to stay at the port here.However, I have to say that the night in this seaside town is more lively than people imagine.As night falls, small bars and barbecue stalls open for business.Most people here like to eat fruit wine, which is not high in concentration and has fruit flavor.Crewe and his gang ordered stout, but only fresh orange juice for Cory.

Beer side dishes - there are all kinds of barbecues, the common ones are crabs and lobsters, and a large bowl of clam soup and bread slices will be given if you order them all.Those who haven’t had dinner can order burgers with cod and fresh shrimp here. Bars by the sea have fireplaces. If you really think that the cold bartenders will take the initiative to light charcoal, you can sit in front of the fireplace and have a warm meal.

But when Corey entered the bar, he saw that the nearest fireplace was already covered with ash. After all, it was almost April, and most of spring was over, and no matter how weak his body was, he could resist the cold in the middle of the night.Corey shook his head to the music in the bar, and he used a straw to spit out a circle of bubbles in the orange juice.Crewe next to him looked at the octopus in horror, and he couldn't do anything. He told Corey countless times that there was always only one content—oh god, look at its tentacles still moving!

The last day of my departure coincided with the town's carnival, where people were singing and dancing to music downloads.Old Crewe covered his eyes and shrank in the corner not to look at those sexy girls with their navels exposed. The handsome Cory got the most attention. He was tall, slender and muscular, and his gestures carried indescribable temptation.The girls circled up to him, bending their limp waists, inviting him to dance, and Corey took one of them's hand.Fortunately, he still remembered the fetus in his womb, and tried to use as little force as possible when dancing. Now he had to praise the girl in front of him. Her dancing posture was perfect, and she almost made up all the beats that Corey missed.

At the end of the dance, the men shook the champagne in their hands, and the white bubbles flowed along the golden liquor, and they spray|shot onto people's bodies, and onto the pitch-black ground.

Corey cheered heartily with several fellow countrymen. In such a world, with dazzling lights, colorful ribbons and cheerful music, no one noticed that the little guy on Corey's wrist was dimly lighting the light.

A special, yet silent, red light.

After the champagne was sprinkled, everyone continued to dance. The dance is to clap each other in circles with the music. This kind of dance can usually change five or six partners within one minute, and the docking is completed after clapping.Corey strongly invited his companions to join, but the old Crewe still refused, he felt that just watching was quite happy.

When the music started, Corey looked at several different but smiling faces in front of him, and he also responded with a smile. The man smiled very sincerely, and his neat teeth looked particularly white under the colored lights.Innocent and romantic girls are simply smitten by him, they can't see any difference in the blue-eyed man, including his unusual Omega attributes.

Yes, Omega, the Fugitive.

There is nothing wrong with using this word.

Corey's identity is that as long as he sees the police and sees acquaintances, he will hide.

Corey slowly turned to the edge, and after one last match he dodged into a side alley.

The alleys were dark, and the town used all the lights for the carnival, failing to pay attention to those remote corners.Corey was panting slightly, the red light on his wrist was particularly conspicuous in the dark.

Cory raised his hands and rolled up his sleeves, the monitor on his wrist flickering on and off.First the red light warning and then the alarm bell notification, it is only a matter of time before it continues to be discovered.

Cory lowered his head and sniffed his collar, the smell of pheromones to a shallow level.

Corey tried his best to find the place with too much pheromone to make the red light on the monitor disappear. This action alone made Corey sweat a thin layer on his forehead. A night of carnival can't compare to this moment of tension.

There is nothing more frightening than losing your freedom.

I am not afraid of being alone, nor of having children, but the feeling of losing and gaining and losing again is unbearable.

Corey leaned against the wall, thinking wildly until Crewe's husky voice sounded.

His companion was looking for him, Cory rubbed his face, pretended nothing happened and walked out with a smile on his face.

The author has something to say: there will be Chester in the next chapter, do you want to guess how he appeared on the stage? (≥へ≤)〃