These Werebeast Gongs Are Rogues

Chapter 146: Roger 08

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It is easy to get sleepy in spring, and Roger's sleep time has obviously increased. He goes to bed early and wakes up late, and takes a nap in the yard wrapped in a blanket in the afternoon. Since last winter, Roger's sleeping situation has improved a lot. Anson and An Luo both watched In his eyes, he was relieved a lot, and at the same time, he felt that he was right in not rejecting Anbu.

The weather is getting warmer, the ice and snow on the grasslands are melting, and the soil in the fields has become soft. Recently, the tribe has started to be busy with spring plowing again. It is related to the rations for the second half of the year. Let’s grow potatoes and sweet potatoes. Last year, Anbu tried to grow some at home. It was easy to survive, the harvest was good, and it could fill the stomach. These days, everyone only wants to be full, and they don’t ask too much. Besides, they have tasted a little bit. It is also very good.

Anbu worked in the field in the morning, and at noon he went to Zhu Xi's to help repair the house. The rainy season is coming soon, and everything needs to be rested in advance. The rainy season is here, and sometimes the sun cannot be seen for several days in a row , it will be too late to do it by then.

When he came back, Xi Ya was playing with Qi Luo and the others at the door. He was only over a year old now, and he was small, so he stood out among a group of four or five-year-old little orcs.

"Uncle Anbu." Xi Ya ran up, paws on Anbu's legs.

Anbu hugged him with a smile, squeezed his ears, and asked, "What about you?"

"sleeping."

"Why are you still sleeping?" It's this time, and Roger seems to have slept a little too much recently.

Anbu put down his back basket, and found a small bag of slightly red plum fruit, about the size of a strawberry, with plenty of juice. He took the largest one first, fed it to the child, and put the rest in the In Xi Ya's arms, she said, "Good boy, don't go too far, go over there and eat plum fruit with your friends."

The other little orcs looked at Xi Ya with wide eyes. Plum fruit is not a rare thing in the leopard tribe. It is summer, and they pick a big handful from the small bushes on the grassland, but this season is too early. , it’s far from the time when the plum fruit comes down, it’s not easy to find a few now, I haven’t eaten anything new all winter, these juicy plum fruit look in the eyes of the little orc, the temptation is big. So as soon as Xi Ya sat down, several people surrounded her.

"Whoever listens to me, I'll feed it to you." Xi Ya was proud and showing off.

Anbu couldn't help laughing when he saw the kid's appearance. He wondered who his and Roger's children would be like in the future, and whether they would be as clever and mischievous as Xi Ya.

Ambu wanted to wake Roger up, but he couldn't bear to see him in a deep sleep. He sat on the side and waited for him to wake up. Seeing that he was also sleepy, he lay on the arm of the rattan chair next to Roger's arm. Also fell asleep.

Roger woke up, stroked his hair, and said, "Anbu, go back to sleep when you're sleepy, it's cold in the yard."

Anbu put his arms around his waist, rested his head on his lower abdomen, and said, "Wait a little longer, Roger, who do you think we will be like if we have a child in the future?" This is what he has been thinking about before going to bed question.

Where he couldn't see, the smile on the corner of Roger's mouth froze, and he said instead: "It's good to be like anyone." At this moment, he really didn't want to pour cold water on Ambu. A little bit less.

"I've thought about it. It's better to look like you, be beautiful, and have a temper like me. Think about things for the better. You just like to keep everything in your heart. That's not good."

"Yes, yes, I have a bad temper, so get up quickly." Roger pushed him with a smile. The courtyard door was open, and someone might come in at any time. Roger was really not used to this kind of intimacy in front of people.

"Roger, it's okay, we're about to hold a ceremony, and people in the tribe don't care about it, you go for a walk on the grassland at night in summer, and some of them are done in the wild..." The words got lower and lower, and finally disappeared in the In the overlapping lips of the two.

Ambu's hand reached into Roger's clothes, stroking and walking on his back, arousing all his enthusiasm.

"Don't be here, go back to the house." Roger insisted, avoiding his falling kiss again.

Anbu gritted his teeth and stopped for a while, carried Roger back to the room, only took off his pants, lubricated him a little bit, supported his waist, pressed him against the wall and pushed him in.

After doing it behind the back once, Roger's slender legs were wrapped around Anbu's waist, and he moaned loudly when he was teased by him. The recent desire was very strong, and as soon as his body was teased, he fell uncontrollably.

After finishing it, Roger felt a little annoyed that he did it in broad daylight and the children were still outside.

"Ama Zhuxi made sour plums in winter. He gave me a jar. You can try one."

Roger lay on the bed, glanced at him lazily, and refused, "I don't like eating these snacks very much." Although the sweet and sour aroma is indeed very attractive.

"I know, but these sour plums are delicious. I have been eating since I was a child. Zhu Xi Amo makes a lot of them every year, and they are always buried under the plum tree in the yard. Mallow and I often climb the wall to steal them out. When Zhu Xi's family digs it out, there will be two cans missing." When it comes to mallow, An Bu's mood is still a bit depressed.

"Then I'll have a taste."

"Is it delicious?" Ambu asked expectantly.

Roger nodded, and dug the second one by himself. The surface of the sour plum was waxy, which was sweet and crisp. The black plum inside was slightly sour and chewy.

Seeing that he liked it, Anbu said, "I'll put it on the window sill for you, just eat a few pills a day, and don't eat too much, it will make your teeth sore."

Roger saw that Anson and the others were working very hard in the field every day, so he thought about how he could help them, not for others, but just for them to feel better. Bind to a rock. Roger taught them to use a flat shovel-shaped chisel plate. Wood chips, bone implements, and stones can be polished. After the tools were made, the efficiency of digging the ground was greatly improved. Later, Roger even drew a sketch of a simple wooden plow , and pointed out that the carpenters of the tribe have done many experiments. With the wooden plow, it is easier to plow a large area of land. This year's spring plowing went extremely smoothly and quickly.

After the spring plowing was over, An Buxing hurriedly started preparing for the ceremony between him and Roger. He wanted to give Roger the most special gift during the ceremony.

Xi Ya was less than two years old, and she was able to transform into a human form for a short time. The whole family was very happy for this white and fat baby, except for Roger. The joy on his face could not suppress the fear of another thing in his heart , he seems to be pregnant, but this child is absolutely not allowed, he must get rid of this child before everyone notices.