Chapter Seventy-One: Moon Tide
The clouds were thick, and a flash of lightning followed, followed by a "boom" of thunder, and the rain crackled and fell before the thunder dispersed.
The first rain after autumn was still a torrential rain.
"Saka... Rumble ......"
Lightning and thunder intermingled.
"Crackling ......"
The sound of rain hitting fallen leaves is clearer and harsher than the sound of hitting the dirt.
The pouring rain curtain blocked the view like a curtain of beads falling from the sky, and everything in front of them became a trance under the dim sky.
The rain washed over the land, and the small streams of water that converged like small snakes meandered away.
In this bad weather, the Red Rabbit tribe was full of joy, because they could eat with their bellies open today.
Xia's cave was occupied by Han Shuang and Xiao, and she was driven to Yan.
She and Xiao had already returned before the raindrops fell, because of the speed of Xiao's hunting, it took less than an hour to return from a hunt.
The population of the Red Rabbit Tribe is not as large as that of the Golden Wolf Tribe, and there are more than 100 of them in total, and they have hunted 22 wild goats, each of which is almost 200 catties, and one of the five orcs is definitely enough for them to eat.
The distribution of food was handled by herself, and the flying sword was used as a meat cutting tool again, and she was not biased in the distribution, and it was distributed per capita, and the females had no special treatment for her.
In addition to the wild goats she hunted, she also took out the winter dates in her space, one winter date bigger than her fist, and the fruit after the meal.
Because there is no salt, the roast lamb tonight is not delicious.
After dinner, the two nested in Kasumi's cave and enjoyed the world of two.
The grass nest has been replaced with a new one, and the animal skin has also been replaced with a new one, Han Shuang was lying in Xiao's shoulder socket and playing with his hair and said intentionally or unintentionally: "You are not the same as when we first met." ”
He did change, he never knew it would be this way to have a partner, it was sweet and greasy.
Holding Han Shuang's body, he was unprecedentedly relaxed: "It's different, I used to live for the tribe, but now I only live for myself." ”
Saying that, he tightened his arms around Han Shuang's arms, and his voice seemed to be a little complaining: "How long will it take to grow up!" ”
Han Shuang subconsciously looked at her chest when she heard this.
It's towering, it's not small.
Does he like Big Macs?!
Thinking about it like this, she couldn't help but feel a little indignant in her heart: "It's not small, I'm already big, and no matter how big it is, it will become a burden on the body." ”
The complaint in her words made Xiao's eyes involuntarily look at her chest, and Xiao's beautiful Adam's apple rolled hotly as far as his eyes could see, and his voice seemed to be drunk and slightly drunk: "Well, it's not small, it's just that you grew up so tempting when you were young, and you can pay it back when you grow up." ”
His voice was a little intoxicating, Han Shuang rubbed his neck socket with his chin, and said in a sweet voice: "It won't grow any longer, girls are basically stereotyped at the age of twenty." ”
As soon as the words fell, Xiao, who was lying beside her, suddenly turned over and pressed her under him, and a pair of eyes shone as if they had been quenched: "Are you twenty years old?" ”
"Yes~" Han Shuang was startled by his sudden movement, and even his answer was a little vibrasive.
Xiao fiery eyes stared straight into her eyes, she was a little shy, she looked away shyly and said something very ruptile: "My moon tide is coming." ”
The moon tide is the 'big aunt', and the orcs call the days of the month the female the moon tide.
Xiao was poured a basin of cold water on his head, looking at Han Shuang's moist red lips, he lowered his head and bit punitively.
After a mouthful, he turned over and lay flat beside Han Shuang, with one hand under his head, his eyes fell on the top of the dirty cave, and his tone couldn't hear joy or anger: "You're not an orc, are you." ”