The red moon is in the sky.
Green, red and yellow fruits were scattered all over the ground, and the tall man who only wore an apron turned into a beast tail leaned on the ground.
The sunlight fell on his slender back through the gaps in the leaves. Although his skin was fair, his tight muscles made it impossible to ignore the explosive power contained in his body. The subtle sucking sound is faint in the forest where the insects and birds are constantly singing. If you don't distinguish carefully, you can't see the female shrouded under the man.
The animal skin wrapped in the fruit that had been removed was placed under Gou Liang's body, Meng Hao held his head in his broad palm, easily grasped the rhythm of the kiss, and pushed him towards himself forcefully. Tongue breaks into Gou Liang's territory, and his enthusiastic, almost rude movements are full of domineering desire to conquer. When Gou Liang makes an unbearable soft moan, he clings closer to him with excitement.
The satisfaction that fills my heart is even more fulfilling than when I was a white orc and killed a strange beast with my own hands for the first time.
At the same time, his other hand was stroking Gou Liang's neck and shoulders with utmost tenderness, revealing his loving care.
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The sweet pineapple aroma permeates every breath, and the sweet and sour soul power is continuously tasted and swallowed by Gou Liang greedily through the collision and entanglement of the tongue.
He closed his eyes comfortably, and devoted himself to competing with him for the sweet taste.
Until I can't breathe.
It was released, and the hot and humid lips still lingered on the corners of his mouth, waiting for Gou Liang to replenish the air in his chest before launching another attack.
Gou Liang turned his head and kissed him, panting and asked with a smile: "I'm right, isn't it sweet?"
Meng Hao has long forgotten the original intention of kissing—at that time, Gou Liang was disgusted by the male orc for the green silk fruit he liked, and he insisted on letting him taste it, and finally tasted it with his mouth, and exchanged delicacies with him.
In fact, Meng Hao didn't notice what the Qingsi fruit tasted like.
Seeing him smiling, Meng Hao was about to nod his head and say yes, but suddenly thought, if he gave a positive answer, would Gou Liang not "ask" him the same question again...
A gleam flashed in his eyes, Meng Hao cleverly avoided the answer, kissed the corner of Gou Liang's mouth, and said in a hoarse voice, "Let me try again."
Gou Liang, who saw through his carefulness, trembled with laughter, and was finally so addicted by his kiss that he couldn't hold anything in his mind except him.
As for the green silk fruit? who cares.
The two kissed inseparably, Meng Hao's movements gradually became irritable, his palms kept sliding down, resting on Gou Liang's waist, rubbing back and forth through the clothes, eager to remove this layer of barrier.
However, just when Gou Liang was expecting Meng Hao to break through to the next step, a big white wolf appeared again, leaning on Gou Liang—
That's right, again.
The great white wolf crouched on the ground with its hind limbs retracted to conceal a certain reaction, and its tail swept Gou Liang's forehead once and for all. Gou Liang, who closed his eyes tightly to calm the hot tide in his body, opened his eyes and gave him a vicious look. . The great white wolf howled in a low voice, and his ice blue eyes were filled with resentment, but he still didn't take any further action, but got down on his knees and licked the sweat from Gou Liang's neck as a gesture of comfort.
Gou Liang bit his tail, "Awwhhh!"
Although he didn't have the ability to communicate in animal language, his blushing cheeks and shy but straightforward eyes completely conveyed his heart to Meng Hao's eyes.
He said softly, "Xi, don't worry, the Red Moon Festival will be here soon."
Gou Liang: "... There are still more than a hundred days left, so it's not too soon."
Unhappily, he rolled on the ground with his tail in his arms, Meng Hao looked at him intently, the shattered light fell from the gaps in the leaves into his icy blue eyes, which were fine and dense, full of bone erosion tenderness.
However, there is no time in the mountains, and in the busy collection and hunting, time passes quickly unconsciously.
The red moon season is slowly coming to an end, and before the red moon festival held when the red and white moons alternate, the red moon gatherings of the major tribes come first on the tail of the red moon.
Fly across grasslands, fly through forests, and cross rivers.
After two days of flying, the fixed meeting place of the Wob Great Plains was finally in sight.
This is the delta at the end of the Baal River. The orcs living on the Wob Great Plain have made a contract since their ancestors, never robbing food and females here, and the orcs who break the promise will be cruelly punished by the Beast God. The orcs have always abided by this unwritten rule, and even the Wall and Bray tribes, who have the deepest grievances, have to shake hands and make peace here.
After a night's rest, the orcs of the Vol tribe were in good spirits.
The Red Moon Collection is a good place for high news circulation. Many tribes have never heard of the Wall tribe's luck because they are too far away, and they know everything they should know when they come here.
Therefore, there were orcs waiting outside the door representing the tribe to exchange supplies or ask for help. As soon as the Vol tribe opened the door, many people rushed in.
Gou Liang watched the commotion outside helplessly, but was detained in the room by the old priest and Meng Hao—they still had more important matters to solve today.
Soon Meng Hui and Lang Fei came back with three strangers.
One of them is an old female who has entered the aging period, and the other two young orcs are obviously here to protect him. Seeing the old priest, she smiled, and the old female said heartily: "Priest Woqing, we haven't seen each other for more than a hundred years, have you asked these children to invite me, what's the matter?"
The old priest followed the etiquette of a junior in the tribe and said, "Priest Hongye, I do have one thing to trouble you."
He described Gou Liang's situation in detail, and then said: "I still remember Master said that there was a male orc in the Hongyan tribe who suffered from the same disease. I wonder if he is still alive now? Can he recover?"
Meng Hao's nerves tensed up, he wrapped Gou Liang into his arms, lowered his head and pressed his forehead with his side face, silently reassuring him not to be nervous.
Gou Liang smiled, I'm afraid it's not me who really needs comfort, my dear little pineapple.
Priest Hongye was already too old. Hearing this, he tried hard to remember for a long time before he sighed and said, "If you are referring to Dachang, it is really unfortunate. The child was hit during the battle with the strange beast, and after that He couldn't remember his parents, wife and children, and he didn't think of the past until he died."
"he died?"
"Yeah, he died many years ago. He lost his most precious memory, and he withered like a tree without roots. Even if we all advised him, he still didn't want to live with his relatives, and he didn't know what to do. After more than ten years, during the white rose season... without asking anyone for help, I just returned to the embrace of the Beast God lonely."
Saying that, Priest Hongye glanced at Gou Liang and Meng Hao who were embracing each other, and said with a smile: "Compared to that child, this child is much luckier."
He waved to Gou Liang, took out a round red rock from his bosom, put it in his hand, patted his hand kindly with his withered hands, and said, "Good boy, this is the stone of luck, the stone of the beast god." The adults gave us the blessings of the Hongyan tribe. People can feel the warmth even in the white rose. In fact, it doesn’t matter if you don’t have memory. You still have hundreds of years to create common memories with the people you like. Hope You and your partner can live a long and healthy life."
"thanks."
"thank you."
Meng Hao and Gou Liang sincerely thanked each other.
Priest Hongye waved his hand lovingly, then looked at the old priest with a smile and said, "Priest Woqing, I heard that the mysterious Treant Clan once again gave the Wing Wolf Clan a rich gift..."
Seeing his old fox's smile, Gou Liang's previous emotion was instantly shattered.
"So it's here to beat the autumn wind. Is this stone really so magical?"
Gou Liang threw the red rock and asked curiously.
Meng Hao nodded, "This is the sacred stone of the Hongyan tribe. It will automatically heat up during the white rose season, so the Hongyan tribe is not afraid of the severe cold. This piece is too small, it can only warm a three- to five-year-old cub."
He complained quite a bit about the stinginess of the red leaf priest who came to make friends with the autumn wind.
Gou Liang smiled indifferently, "That's just right, I'll give it to Sang Mi later."
Meng Hao opened his mouth to say that talking is better than nothing, but Gou Liang hugged his arm and said, "With you here, what do I need it for?"
The corner of Meng Hao's mouth raised, he agreed and nodded reservedly.
The Red Moon Fair is very lively, but most of the people wandering among the vendors of various tribes in the market are young orcs, and the real big deals to be discussed will only be carried out between priests or patriarchs. But this time, in order to inquire about Gou Liang's patients, the old priest came in person, and the patriarch, Lang Xiong, stayed behind in the tribe, so Priest Hongye got the honor instead, and was the first to meet with the old priest to exchange supplies.
There are all kinds of strange things on the street vendors, but the most popular are the decorations connected in series with various shells and crystals of the mermaid tribe of the deep sea tribe.
All unmarried male orcs will exchange their jerky for a few necklaces to please the female they like, and the original owner used to receive it often. Seeing that Meng Hao was also going to join in the fun, Gou Liang hurriedly stopped him: He really can't appreciate this aesthetic!
Meng Hao argued hard.
With the reliable attitude of a mature orc, he told Gou Liang that he also couldn't miss the things that other females should have in the coming-of-age ceremony. Even if you don't like it, it's fine as a decoration. He also said that marrying him a white orc had already caused Gou Liang a great grievance. If he couldn't give him the utmost attention and make up for these details, then his life as a male orc would be a failure.
As he spoke, his icy blue eyes were stained with a hint of melancholy.
Even though he knew he was faking it, Gou Liang was still defeated—well, just as long as you are happy.
Meng Hao obviously had a detailed plan long ago, and bought a bunch of luxury goods for women in this world, health care products, various animal skins with bright colors and strange patterns, and so on.
If he hadn't brought enough jerky, it wouldn't be enough for him to squander.
Gou Liang was led by him, watching him buy and buy with fascination and enthusiasm, he was both amused and moved in his heart.
Probably because his attributes of being stupid and rich are fully exposed. Even if he has white hair that is taboo, no one refuses the jerky delivered to his door.
"This warrior, look at my animal skin. It is completely taken from the red fox animal. It is not only soft and warm, but also has a brighter color than this one. When the little female lies on it, the white Yes... hehehe, as long as ten shi jerky, it's absolutely cheap and good, if you miss it, you won't have it."
"Warrior, look at this strange stone of mine, which glows at night. Females like it the most. The one hundred stones only cost one stone..."
"This warrior..."
Surrounded enthusiastically by these orcs with big mouths, Gou Liang didn't know what to say when he saw Meng Hao wasting money like water.
When he finally exited the encirclement and accompanied Meng Hao to send the "trophy" back to his residence, Gou Liang finally couldn't help muttering to him: "They are obviously killing you, why don't you bargain."
Meng Hao said solemnly: "My lord priest said that a male who haggles in front of a female before forming a contract is a reserved orc and is not worth entrusting for life. Xi, I will do my best to give you the best... no matter these Foreign objects, or myself.”
Gou Liang: "...Your Priest is really wise."
- so picky, no wonder they are all alone now.
Without hearing Gou Liang's inner complaints, Meng Hao led Gou Liang back to the residence with his head held high and his chest held high, the upward arc of his mouth never falling.
Gou Liang thought, if he hadn't had many friends as a white orc, he would have wanted to show it off to the whole world.
However, although they had no friends, Meng Hui and Lang Fei could not escape the catastrophe. At noon that day, Meng Hao, as the head of the family, invited the whole family to eat at the most prestigious restaurant in Hongyueji.
It was a restaurant run by the monkey tribe orcs of the Aomori tribe, and they could charge sky-high prices for any fruit.
Although many orcs know that these fruits can be seen everywhere in the Aomori tribe, they are indeed precious fruits that are beneficial to females. They are cruel and willing to offer a pile of dried meat to their females or their favorite objects.
Naturally, Aomori restaurants are not only in the business of females, they also sell exotic animal meat—probably because the foodie attribute goes deep into the bloodline, and the Aomori tribe is the only clear stream in the dark culinary world of orcs. Although the craftsmanship is much worse than that of Gou Liang, it can already be called an extraordinary and delicious experience among the orcs.
It's just that few male orcs would be greedy and spend ten times as much jerky to buy a small amount of exotic animal meat.
If it was normal, Meng Hao would never be willing to spend a lot of money to enjoy his appetite, but this time with Lang Fei here, he almost ordered all the things in the restaurant, watching Lang Fei and Meng Hui Jaw-dropping.
Lang Fei whispered, "Hui, your brother...is he alright?"
Although Meng Hui was also puzzled, he still glared at Lang Fei when he heard the words, then scratched his head and said to his brother: "Brother, I'll just go back and eat jerky, forget it, isn't it all to fill my stomach... What a waste."
He had to pay ten times the jerky for this meal, and he was really distressed.
He hadn't realized that he was just incidental this time, and the person his brother wanted to "please" was not him at all.
Meng Hui smiled and said, "Lang Fei, you can order whatever you want, it's a rare meal, so you're welcome."
Lang Fei was puzzled, looked at his elder brother who was smiling brightly beside Meng Hao, and seeing him nodding to him, he didn't refuse.
In the Aomori restaurant, you pay for the jerky before serving, so the orcs of the ape tribe who are famous for their hidden treasures look at Meng Hao as if they are looking at jerky, and recommend their own private collection to him with great enthusiasm. . There's no way, ever since their neighbors, the tree-men, who were silent but already a blockbuster, destroyed their old nest, the Aomori orcs who relocated to the tribe are running out of food for the red rose season, and it's a piece of meat to save up.
Meng Hao never refuses anyone who comes.
Lang Fei said again: "Hui, Brother Hao, is he really...?"
Even Meng Hui couldn't speak for his brother this time.
While the two were eyeing each other, there was a sudden burst of fierce arguments outside the Aomori restaurant.
"It's Azan."
When Lang Fei heard the familiar voice, he moved his nose immediately, and became a little anxious when he was sure that it was the breath of a friend from the Wall tribe.
Meng Hao was still listening to the recommendation of the ape orc, Gou Liang smiled and said: "You and Meng Hui go and have a look, it's best not to conflict with others."
Only then did Lang Fei and Meng Hui leave the table.
When I went out, I found that it was the Wall tribe who had a dispute with someone, and the other party was not someone else, but the rhinoceros orcs of the Brai tribe who had a deep grudge with the Wall tribe.
The rhinoceros orcs have a single horn on their foreheads, because their natural dark skin has a natural advantage in fighting, and the rhinoceros are very warlike, which is why their population is less than one-fifth of the Vol tribe, but they often fight with Vol The reason why the tribe challenged each other repeatedly.
But this time it was not the feud between the two tribes that sparked the conflict, but the beautiful female who was blocked by the orcs of the Vol tribe.
Moon Brocade.
When Meng Hui and the others walked in, they heard the arrogant rhino orc saying: "...what kind of female is she from the Vol tribe? She is a priest of the Moon Fox tribe, and staying in Vol would only bring disaster. If I In exchange for ten females, your patriarch must be happy to exchange him for me."
"Shut your stinky mouth!"
A few Wall tribe orcs headed by Azan finally couldn't bear to do it.
The wolf rushed up quickly, stopped them with Meng Hui on the left and right, and stared fiercely at the rhinoceros orc: "Boer, are you trying to snatch the females in the Red Moon Collection and start a war? Aren't you afraid of being punished by the Beast God?" You despicable orcs who broke their promises?!"
"Hey, isn't this the son of the patriarch of the Winged Wolf Clan? What right do you have to talk to me like that? I remember the candidate for the next patriarch is not you."
The rhinoceros orc named Boer disdained authenticity.
"roll!"
Meng Hui, who always adhered to his brother's refined way of speaking outside, said sharply.
Ball was furious, and an orc from the Chuanze tribe beside him stopped him and whispered a few words in his ear.
Boer took a look at Meng Hui and said, "It turns out that you are Wall's crippled black-winged wolf. It's a pity that you've recovered. Hmph, we're not here to rob, aren't we here to trade? I've taken a fancy to that female, and I exchanged it with ten times the number of females, is it your Wal tribe who took advantage of it?"
"You dream—"
"Wolf flies."
Gou Liang interrupted him, "The food is on the table, invite your friends to come in together."
Lang Fei stopped his attack and was about to answer, but he saw Boer staring at Gou Liang squintingly, and said excitedly: "I don't want that female anymore, fifty females, change him!"
He pointed at Gou Liang.
Gou Liang was startled for a moment, then laughed.
"You mean, me?"