Mo Yan moved his body slowly, and the snow kite was a little shy, blushing, and didn't dare to look at him. It wasn't until Mo Yan hugged her that she raised her head and met the man's confused and slightly lustful gaze.

"Kite, is that okay? I want you. ”

Although Mo Yan wanted to go further in his relationship with her, he tried his best to restrain his desires. If the little female is unwilling, he will not force her.

Snow Kite looked at the man's struggling appearance, took a few deep breaths, and nodded slightly.

Mo Yan smiled, his eyes still misty, and a kiss fell on her forehead. The warm pool water made the fire in his heart burn more vigorously, and the hand holding the snow kite tightened again.

Mo Yan kissed her lips gently, gentle to the extreme. It was only when the person in his arms slowly adapted that the kiss deepened, and the lips of the two were close to each other and intertwined.

Mo Yan only felt that the little female in his arms was very attractive, her body was snow-white and very soft. His slightly calloused hand gently brushed the snow kite's face, making the person in his arms can't help but let out a soft gasping sound.

The moon was gradually obscured by the clouds, and the warm water of the pool rose up with bursts of mist, and two figures intertwined in the pool, sometimes poking out of the water, gently bringing up the water, sometimes slowly descending, and shallow ripples on the water.

The snow kite hummed softly, feeling the temperature of the man's body, inheriting his domineering and gentleness. The slightly ruddy face and lips make the man more emotional.

When the heat of the body faded, Mo Yan looked at the sleeping little female in his arms, a smile flashed in his eyes, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he gently wiped her body.

Thinking of the kiss that the little female had just dropped on her collarbone, Mo Yan felt numb.

At that time, his mind was in chaos, as if only deep love could respond to her fiery request.

Looking at the delicate body of the little female, he was a little helpless, and felt that he had overdone it.

Tomorrow he will hunt more prey to replenish the little female, lest she be tired.

Mo Yan hugged her, gently walked out of the pool, picked up the animal skin clothes again, dressed her for her, protected her in his arms, picked up his clothes, turned into a beast shape, and slowly flew towards the stone cave.

He gently put the snow kite on the straw mat, took his animal skin clothes, and carefully put them on his body, for fear of waking up the sleeping mother and child.

After blowing at the mouth of the cave for a while, suppressing the desire that had just risen, he gasped softly, lay down on the straw mat, put his arms around the snow kite, and fell into a deep sleep.

When the snow kite woke up, there was no Mo Yan beside her, and the little milk bag slowly opened her eyes, and a pair of light blue eyes blinked at her, which was very cute.

She rubbed the head of the little milk bag, slowly straightened up, and rubbed her somewhat sore waist.

Thinking of Mo Yan's powerful body last night, and the slightly wild domineering, as well as the tenderness that penetrated the depths of love, his ears were dyed a little red.

The little milk bag happily threw herself into her arms, making her feel a little pain. Noticing that she was feeling a little uncomfortable, the little milk bag came out of her arms and sat quietly on the straw mat.

"Mother, are you not feeling well? I'll rub it for you. In the past, when I was not feeling well, my father often helped me rub it. ”

The milky sound of the little milk bag came, which made her feel a little cute and comfortable. A small child, but he already knows that he feels sorry for others. When I grow up, I think there will be a lot of little females who like it.

The little milk bag slowly straightened up, gently pinched her shoulders, arms and legs, and intimately helped him rub her belly, making her feel very comfortable, and the pain on her body also dissipated.

"Mother, are you better?"

Snow Kite nodded at him and gently touched his head again. The little milk bag just sat quietly, enjoying her touching.

Snow Kite's hand was different from Mo Yan's, soft and soft, making him feel more comfortable. It turns out that the feeling of being loved by my mother is so good.

"Yun'er has grown up and knows that it hurts people."

Hearing the snow kite's praise, the little milk bag's face was a little red and a little shy. His mother always praised himself, and he felt a little embarrassed.

When Mo Yan came in, he saw that Xiao Milk Bao was a little shy, and the expression on his face softened a lot.

Until she heard Xue Kite say that Mo Yun rubbed her body for her, and patted the shoulder of the little milk bag to express encouragement.

is worthy of being his own son, knowing that he loves his mother, and it is not in vain that he has been carefully cared for and cultivated for so many years.

In the first few years when Kite left, Mo Yun was reluctant to speak, and she was cold when she saw people, not as lively and happy as other little cubs. Only when I see him, will I have a different expression.

At that time, he was afraid in his heart, he was afraid that the child would become the same person as him. He has no mother since he was a child, and his father doesn't care much about himself.

It wasn't until his father died that he knew he was good to himself. There is no way to get a lost loved one back. There is no way to make up for the lack of love.

He doesn't want his children to be as cold as himself, and he doesn't want him to be unloved like himself. So I tried my best to spoil him, love him, and hope that he can have a better future.

It wasn't until the appearance of the little female that he knew how important it was to have a mother for a child.

He left her behind, with his own selfish motives. It's more for Mo Yun, for this little child.

Now that Mo Yun was no longer the same as before, he breathed a sigh of relief in his heart. He wants to protect his home and the people he loves.

He put down the things in his hand, held Mo Yun in his arms, and took a few fruits for him to eat. The little milk bag looked at his father's gentle eyes, and there were a few tears in the corners of his eyes.

He couldn't remember how long it had been since he had been hugged like this by his father, and how long it had been since he had seen him look like this.

Father was always very strict with him, but he took care of him very carefully and treated him very well. He waited in the cave every day for his father to come back, and sometimes he was so busy that he didn't come back until late.

He didn't dare to sleep alone, but he never told his father. Every time he was held in his arms, he felt a lot better and less afraid.

He is just a little cub, looking forward to his father's love and wanting to have a complete home.

Mo Yan stretched out his broad palm and gently wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, with concern in his eyes.

"Why are you crying, crying makes my father feel distressed, you can't do this in the future, you are a little orc, you have to be strong."

There was some reproach in the words of concern, which made the little milk bag find the warmth it once had.

He has a mother and a father, and the feeling of being loved makes him feel a little unreal.

Mo Yan gently stroked his back, and the little milk bag sobbed twice, then smiled happily, picked up the fruit and ate it in a big bite.

After eating one, he handed Mo Yan and Snow Kite one each, and the two of them smiled and took the fruit.

When the snow kite saw the scene just now, her heart softened. Mo Yan is a good companion and a good father.

is such a cold person, but he gave tenderness to her and the child, such a feeling, people are greedy and want to work hard to grasp it.

The things on the table were quickly finished, and Mo Yan explained a few words, and then left.

The cold season is approaching, and storing more things is the most important thing at hand.

He wants to accompany his son and accompany the little female, but as a patriarch, he has to take care of more people and give what more people need.

The little milk bag happily took the snow kite out and walked around. It's been a few days since she arrived in the tribe, and Snow Kite thinks it's time to go out and take a look.

While she can't hunt like an orc, she can do something for the tribe. After all, she is a biologist, and it is not difficult for her to find something to eat.

Eating fruits and barbecue all day long, she felt a little tired. Maybe the people here are used to this way of life, but she feels that there must be more to it than she can explore.

"Yun'er, take your mother to go around the tribe, okay?"

The little milk bag hesitated for a moment and nodded at her. Although my father said not to go out as much as possible, but my mother wanted to go, so he reluctantly took my mother out once.

"But don't go too far, or Father will be worried."

Looking at the little milk bag with a serious look, she nodded. Guaranteed, the little milk bag slowly went out with the little milk bag.

When I used to go out, I often went to the Red Gobi, where the scenery was very good and there was no danger, and my mother should like it.

Thinking of this, the little milk bag carried the snow kite and flew happily towards the Red Gobi.