It was late at night when Douglas returned to the Bergner estate, and he had encountered a problem that had been bothering him for a long time. There is a little problem with the banana fan refined by the gray dwarfs www.biquge.info, this thing is so easy to use, so good that the gray dwarves almost have to jump. Black iron ore, which used to take a day to refine, now only needs to be fanned twice with a banana fan, and the hard ore melts into flowing molten iron. But the problem is that this banana fan gray dwarf can't control it at all, and there is almost a fire once after three fans, and now the gray dwarf's stove is on fire at least three times a day, and everything that can be burned in the blacksmith's workshop is burned out.

Although the gray dwarf has converted his spiritual power into magic power, the magic power of the gray dwarf cannot control the banana fan in his hand at all. "Looks like we need to find a helper!" Douglas rubbed his furrowed brow.

"Honey, are you in trouble?" the orc's fingers slid across Douglas's musche shoulders, just the right amount of force, and a tingling sensation wandered along the fingers. The same slave owner, Douglas, the aristocratic lord of mankind, enjoyed a decadent and depraved life that was unimaginable to the gray dwarf, and Douglas lived like a king after coming to Bergner. The half-orc goblins were simply obedient to Douglas. Now that the gray dwarves are reluctant to return to their purgatory homes, there is a fragrant and gentle orc waiting for him in bed every night, and the thought of this makes Mowglitte's heart burn.

"No, dear Kate!" Douglas picked up the orc and placed it on his lap, and his big hands dug under his clothes without feeling it, and soon the two were intimately touched. "It's just some business problems, you don't have to worry. You'd better concentrate on doing things in Bergner Manor. ”

"Yes, my strong Douglas, I will bear you a lovely heir. The orc writhed her lower body in obsessiveness, clinging to the rest of the berserker.

In order to have the heir of Bergner Manor as soon as possible, the orc worked hard, she carefully met Douglas's sprint, and after a suppressed moan, Douglas hugged the orc in his arms with satisfaction.

"Douglas, I picked up a kid today. The orc's fingers slowly gestured over Douglas's strong chest, and she said it so lightly, but in fact the whole person tensed his nerves, for fear of angering the berserkers around him.

"You're so anxious to want a child?" Douglas also felt the change in the woman in his arms, the tense body compressing his sensitive nerves one after another, making the originally soft thing quickly fill with blood and become as hard as iron.

"Yes, dear Douglas, I have heard that a woman who adopts a child usually has an easy way to conceive the next generation. "The orc uses her feminine charm to coquettish herself in front of the berserker, a trick that never fails. But tonight she was doomed, for the Berserker's dash soon made her forget what she was holding onto, and the two of them hugged each other and burst into infinite energy, and only after knowing that Douglass was satisfied, did the two fall asleep in each other's arms.

The hourglass shows that the time is twelve o'clock at noon, and if there is a sun, the Bergner estate should be sunny at the moment. The slender, good-looking maid stood on tiptoe and walked carefully through the manor. The orc and her master hadn't gotten out of bed yet, the manor was like a sleeping beast, breathing slowly, and the guards hidden in the darkness were like sharp claws, revealing a sharp light from time to time.

Orcs don't get out of bed until Douglas gets up, because she has mastered one of the biological rules of berserker. It doesn't matter how crazy last night was, when I wake up the next day, the berserker will be experienced again, and all that excess energy will be vented on the delicate skin of the orc.

"Douglas, Douglas, you're really not a human, you're supposed to be an ogre. The orc had a slight hallucination in front of her eyes, and she felt like it was becoming difficult to breathe.

"Yes, I'm an ogre," Douglas said wide, leaving a shallow tooth mark on the orc's pink skin.

The intimate activity before waking up lasts about half an hour, after it is over. The two washed up and had breakfast together. Then Douglas went out to do his own thing, but after breakfast today, Kate pulled Douglas to another room.

"Is this the kid you picked up?" Douglas looked at the little boy with a blushing face and a slight purring sound. He knew the kid when he was on the back of the fire and stopped the convoy from looting.

"Is that the child you want to adopt?" said Douglas as he said the child heavily, his two crooked eyebrows furrowed together.

"Yes, it's him," the orc took Douglas's hand, "Douglas, don't you think he's cute?"

"Are you sure?" Morgritte, as if he had been trampled by ten thousand moose, was eager to tell the orc in front of him: you must not have seen him block the road and rob this caravan, and this child was not cute at all.

"Yes, when I found him last night, he was so hungry. I've never seen a person that hungry. He finished my pastry in one go. Motherly love began to flood the orc's eyes, and she shook the berserker's arm.

Douglas's forehead began to beat suddenly, this guy who threw big fireballs around at every turn was definitely a dangerous person, and he was accompanied by a gold-level warrior, if he was left behind, I don't know when the Bergner manor would be demolished by him.

"Are you sure he's a child, I think he's about to reach adulthood?" said Douglas deliberately sourly, a red line that the orcs did not want to touch easily, because not a single male servant in the entire Bergner manor knew that the orcs did not want her master to doubt her loyalty.

"Don't you worry, he's younger than William?" the orc gently stroked the child's red hair, smoothing out the strands of sweat-soaked hair that had stuck to his face and pulling them to the back of his head.

"Maybe he's a halfling?" Douglas refused to let go.