《A Happy Life Across The Orc Continent [ Danmei MTL ]》6
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However, the female must take the medicine before eating, or he will not be able to drink the medicine after eating.
He can't help but hate that he was fascinated by watching little female at the time, and he forgot that female are easy to get sick at night, and they are still in the wild.
It's really...
Now, the little female drink medicine first, and then wait for Kos and Feng to get their prey back. So Lei Lu stood up holding the little female, walked outside the cave, and brought the boiled herbs to the little female.
Because he is afraid of smoking the female, Lei Lu decoct the medicine outside the cave.
Wu Xiaoyin saw the big bowl in front of him, and the dark concoction in the bowl, knew that this was for him to drink, and that his body was a little weak. This was a sign of illness and was not pretentious. The tiger's hand drank a large bowl of medicine.
"Hey, the little female has woken up, his eyes and hair color are black, so curious!"
This is the voice of Kos as Wu Xiaoyin looked up and saw two very strong men, the one who spoke had bown hair, brown eyes. The other has gray hair and green eyes. Lei Lu saw the arrival of his two friends, greeted him, and he said to Kos and Feng.
"The little female still doesn't know the lingua franca of Orc Continent. Later I will teach him and then introduce you to him. You will go back today first."
Kos wanted to say something, but Feng cut off, and said. "Okay, then we will go first. This is a giant rabbit cub suitable for females to eat." He said that he cut the giant rabbit cub and passed it to Lei Lu, and when Leilu took it, he took Kos and left.
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Lei Lu felt that teaching the little female to speak must be the second priority, otherwise they would not be able to communicate nor would they know what each other meant.
Of course, the first thing now is to raise the female's body well, it is best to have more meat, the female is really too thin.
Lei Lu carried the giant rabbit beast cub in one hand and the little female in the other, and walked back to the fire pit where he was cooking. Lei Lu held the little female and roasted the meat that had been processed by Feng, turning it occasionally, adding a little salt.
During the period, Wu Xiaoyin could only watch the meat slowly mature, and did not feel that there was anything wrong with sitting on Lei Lu's lap.
Because of the lack of interpersonal communication, Wu Xiaoyin's have thought he was uncomfortable, so this one is currently the big tiger who doesn't want to eat him and take care of himself like this.
When the meat was cooked through, Lei Lu wrapped the tenderest piece with leaves and gave it to the little female, silently watching the little female eat it. Wu Xiaoyin was too hungry for a long time, and after taking it with both hands, he started to eat.
Hmm...Although the seasoning is much less, the roast is crispy and brown, which is quite delicious, so he immersed himself in the food and kept eating until he finished eating the piece of meat in his hands.
Lei Lu saw that the little female had eaten a piece of meat, and cut the second piece of meat and handed it to the little female, but Wu Xiaoyin's previous stomach was not full of water, but it took up a lot of space, and he ate a large piece of barbecue.
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The already full belly is protruding.
Seeing the big tiger handing the second piece of barbecue to his eyes, he waved his hand hurriedly, saying, "I don't eat anymore, I'm already full."
Knowing that the big tiger doesn't understand, he will hold the tiger's hand was pressed from his waist to his belly, back and forth in a circle, and said, "Look, it's very full."
After speaking, he looked at the big tiger.
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This is just this Laozi side comment and not an official from the author!
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One Am Soft Eggs:
(๑''๑)♡ Oh..what a careful thought ML ~~
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8 474The Luckless Mage of Greidwhen Academy
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8 221Filters
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8 321Witches & Knights & Unicorn Fights
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8 140A Nation of Distances (possibly a dystopian love story)
Michael lives in a toxic macho world with extreme male hierarchy. When he gets a weird rating that makes his place even more problematic he's forced to choose a fiancée at a Wife School, and he slowly discovers more about the other side of the great divide between the sexes in The Nation. If only the world would stop being so complicated... On the other side there's Megan, who's more interested in books than in marriage, and the unpredictable Eliza who seems to have a connection with Micheal already. Will they be able to cross the distance and become friends against all the rules of their own world, or will they just be crushed? Are positive relationships between men and women even possible? And is there a way to change the world or is that just a naive thought of a silly wimp? 'A Nation of Distances' is a slightly dystopian dialogue-heavy drama set in a low sci-fi future setting about the war between the sexes, disconnect and friendship. The genre will fluctuate in between more slice-of-life parts and soft sci-fi drama with possible romantic elements, with alternating lead and switching perspectives once more of the main characters are established. Content Warning: Certain concepts and scenes might be disturbing and/or triggering to some, even though the story itself won't be extremely heavy most of the time. Sexism as a double-edged sword destructive to both sexes is an important part of the story, but so is friendship.Note that all descriptions of persons and places are purely fictional and made up by the writer, and any resemblance with anything in the real world is a coincidence, since the real world is not supposed to be dystopian anyway!
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