Roger struggled twice, but he couldn't help but frown and said, "Let go."

Anbu's eyes were innocent, and he said aggrievedly: "We used to take a bath together, and you didn't rush me. Now I'm just pinching your feet and doing nothing."

Roger was so angry that he kicked him on the shoulder. He dared to mention that before, Ambu was unprepared. Since they met, he and Roger have been getting along fairly well, but he always felt that there was something between them. When he stepped down, he felt that the distance was getting closer. Roger's next movements were blocked and his feet were pressed. He stopped, his hands were clasped, Ambu pressed Roger, pinching from the soles of his feet to his calf, it was sore and swollen, Ambu's hands were so strong, Roger couldn't bear it anymore, and he dodged and gasped.

"It seems that they get along well." Obviously he should be happy, but Anson is still a little disappointed, so relaxed to the point of wanton Roger.

An Luo glanced back again, Roger bit his lip and cried out in pain, Brother Ambu pressed his legs on his own, and the strength of his hands seemed to have eased a lot. The two of them must have been very good before.

This time, the trip to the forbidden land still failed, but Roger felt that it was not as heavy as the last time. If there was no father in that world, would he be less persistent in going back, at least he could wait until Xia was a little older before leaving?

Xia squatted at the door with her little tail crossed, watching Roger rush up after landing on An Luo's back, "Dad."

This time, it has been nearly two months. The yard has not been cleaned for a long time, and the yard is rough and thick, the ground is covered with thick leaves, and when push the door, birds fly up, and the persimmons are red, densely pressing the branches. , hanging down to the window sill, the potatoes and sweet potatoes that Anbu had set up for trial planting, the vines were also grown, and a thin layer of soil was removed, revealing the huge potatoes and sweet potatoes underneath.

Roger hugged Xi Ao and never let go, his paws were covered in mud, and his fur was not as smooth and bright as before.

"I'm back at last, have you found anything?" Su Rui heard the movement and walked out from the next door, holding a half-open noodle in her hand, and she should be busy digging out the noodle powder.

"Not yet." Roger responded with a smile.

Su Rui saw that he had to go there once a year, and knew that it should be a very important thing, so she didn't ask more, just said: "Xiya will look for you every night, and she refuses to eat well."

The author has something to say: I suddenly received a notice that I will take the written driver's license test tomorrow, and come back to make up the ròuròu. Now I'm a little nervous and can't write it out.

145 Roger 07

That night, the two of them went from the water to the rattan chair, and then from the rattan chair to the chair. They tossed for most of the night. Roger couldn't remember how many positions he was put in. At first, he could barely Cooperate a little bit, and when you get to the back, you can almost let him pump it (in order not to be locked out), and you are only responsible for spreading your legs.

"If you dare to stay in it, I will kill you, Anbu." In this sudden and violent incident, this was almost Roger's only insistence.

When he woke up in the morning, Roger felt that his head was heavy, and a strong arm was wrapped around his waist, wrapping him tightly in the hot embrace of the person behind him, and his body was close to each other, leaving no gap. The warm breath sprayed on the back of his neck. He remembered the days when he was on the plateau, and the two of them often slept together like this when the weather was cold. It was just that Ambu was a leopard at that time, but now he is a man. have never wanted to admit it, but have to say that life at that time was much more peaceful and simpler than it is now. The two of them were fighting each other, and the most worrying thing every day was to find enough food, not to be hungry, and there would be no such thing as now. Tangled, involved, unwilling and guilty.

It was not without warning that the two of them had reached this point before. He could never refuse this person cruelly. There are already Anson and An Luo, and now another Anbu is added. How will live in the future? Roger's head suddenly hurt as if it was about to explode, and he squeezed twice with his fingers against his forehead.

"Roger, are you awake?" Ambu also woke up, his low voice was filled with laziness and contentment that could not be hidden, but he quickly discovered something was wrong, "Roger, what's wrong with you? "

"Headache." Roger groaned in pain with his head in his hands.

"Let's take a look." An Luo grabbed Roger's shoulder and turned the man over, seeing that his complexion was unusually red, his heart was not good, he touched his forehead, and sure enough, it burned again.

"Ambu, my head hurts." People are always very vulnerable when they are sick, and Roger is no exception, especially the person he is most familiar with in this world.

"I know, I know, it's my fault, it's all my fault, I was too reluctant last night." Ambu got up naked, wrapped him in a blanket and pinched his forehead, "Wait a minute. I'll make some hot water in a while, and I'll soak you in medicinal soup."

Roger held on to Ambu's neck and insisted not to let go.

Ambu almost died of heartache for Roger's rare display of vulnerability and dependence, but what is the best thing to do now, he still understands, he patted Roger on the back and assured: "It'll be fine in a while, After you have soaked in the medicinal soup and have some food, I will pick up Xia and come back to accompany you."

Speaking of Xia, Roger then let go of his hand obediently, shrank into the blanket, and said only: "More ròu in the soup, Xiya likes to eat ròu."

"I know this, you sleep a little longer." Ambu put him down, pressed the corner of the blanket, put on his clothes, and dragged the tub to go out. The sun was already high, and he quickly boiled hot water and thick ròu soup, feed Roger a little, and carry him into the tub.

It was wet and sticky between the two strands (in order not to be locked), Roger remembered something, grabbed Anbu's arm and asked, "When you shòu last night, those things didn't stay in me, right?" Ya is enough, if there is another one, it is almost equivalent to condemning him to death, and he has no guarantee that he can leave his two children and leave.

Anbu's face showed a guilty conscience and hesitation. In fact, this was his first time. Later, he couldn't control himself at all. Although Roger repeatedly insisted that he was not allowed to stay inside, he couldn't get out in time and rationally.

"Is there any?" Roger roared excitedly.

"Roger, there won't be a baby." Anbu knew his worries, but he was lucky. It shouldn't be so coincidental in just one night. You must know that in the Shòu tribe, it is very difficult to conceive a baby. . But if he admits it, Roger's current thinking will probably turn his back on him immediately. He understands Roger's deserted son-in-law, and it will be difficult to start over again.

"That's good, I don't want to have another child, Ambu." Roger snuggled into his arms softly, closed his eyes, and felt Ambu's fingers poking in, draining the remaining fluid in his body.

Ambu wrapped his arms around him and sighed, hoping that there would be no twists and turns.

In the evening, Ambu turned the brazier, and automatically prepared to undress and sleep with Roger. Roger glanced at him and said indifferently, "Go to another room to sleep." Although he acquiesced in that incident, But it was unquestionable that Ambu started a sneak attack while others were unprepared.

"I'm sleeping here and I can take care of you nearby." Of course Ambu didn't want to leave. He thought that there was a relationship yesterday, and Roger admitted him.

"No need." Roger coldly refused, just with Ambu's poor self-control, the two of them slept together, something might happen, and he was still sore, as if he had taken off the shelf.

Ambu took off his shirt and sat on the edge of the bed in a fit of anger. Roger's scratches and teeth marks were everywhere on his back, chest and arms. He pressed Roger and didn't let him go. Roger was not very polite to him. The two men There is no tenderness at all on the chuáng.

Roger looked at the splendid achievements he had made, and looked away uncomfortably. When he was with Anson Anluo before, all he did was endure. Although it was also a pleasure, it was like that after thinking about it. He never did. Knowing that I can let go so much on the bed, moaning loudly and stepping up to greet me, it can be said that I let it go (in order not to be locked) dàng.

"You go to sleep in that room." After a long while, seeing him not moving, Roger stabbed him, unable to do anything about Ambu's sudden childish stubbornness.

"How old are you, Ambu?" Roger mocked him.

"Eighteen, it's almost nineteen." Ambu answered him with a straight face.

Roger was so angry that he couldn't speak. He was clearly a prudent and measured person. From time to time, he would give himself a little toughness, but the occasional childishness would really kill people. This kind of cold weather, luǒ Wearing the upper body for half a night, it is necessary to catch a cold.

"Okay, come up, let's talk first, if you're not honest, be careful I kick you down." Roger couldn't help but compromise first.

Ambu turned around with a smile, kicked off his pants, and got into Roger's blanket. He sat outside for so long, his body was cold, and Roger shivered violently.

Today, I saw that Roger often supported his waist. Knowing that he was uncomfortable, Ambu took the man into his arms and started to rub him.

"Take it easy..." Roger lay on his side, glaring at him.

Ambu gave him a quick kiss and nodded.

"Roger?" Ambu called him.

"Huh?" He didn't sleep well last night, and Roger was very sleepy now. "

"It would be nice to be together forever, like it is now."

Roger did not answer this sentence.

Ambu felt a chill in his heart, bowed his head and kissed Roger's hair, as well as the medicinal aroma after bathing, and said, "Go to sleep."

Roger's illness had already recovered by seven or eight points, but after being disturbed by Anbu, it was delayed again. It was not until Anson and Anluo returned from hunting around the moon that there were signs of improvement.

As soon as Anson and An Luo came back, they noticed the difference in Roger. Although his face was still haggard and pale because of his illness, his brows were much brighter than before, and his people were lighter than before, and some pressured him. The heavy things on his body for a long time seem to have disappeared temporarily, coupled with the intimate and tacit little gestures between him and Anbu, the two of them can immediately be sure that the two have a closer relationship, and there is naturally bitterness in their hearts. Who is willing to share with others who originally belonged to their own females, and it is obvious that Roger likes Ambu more than them, but after thinking about it, as long as Roger can be healthy and happy, what could be better than this of.

Compared with Anson and Anluo's pure liking, Roger's feelings for them were much more complicated. It was a forced choice to start with them, but in the past two years, they have children, and they are good. I remembered everything in my heart, especially after An Luo's accident, they worked hard to rescue them together, and they were united like a family. To him, they were family, friends, and partners. Roger was grateful to them. , I have guilt, maybe I like it, but I don't hate it. It's hard to tell clearly what I feel.

In the winter of the third year that Roger came to this world, everyone got along very well. Since An Luo became the patriarch, their family has gained more respect in the tribe, and the situation is not a little better than before. They discussed to make up a ceremony for Roger and Ambu in the next year. Roger didn't care much, but Ambu was looking forward to it.

After the sacrifice to the moon, there is the chūn desert. The bear clan is located on the west side of the mainland. At this time, the climate there is warm and rainy, the mountains and valleys are rich, and the prey is rich. However, the competition among the three clans is fierce, and many people are lost every year. , A total of more than a dozen people died in the Leopard Clan, including the mallow.

After An Luo became the patriarch, Anbu naturally didn't have to build a road with the disabled like last year. This was his first hunting in these years, and he saw his best friend die in front of him.

"What's up with Zhu Xi?" Roger held Xia and heated the fire in the house. When he saw Ambu entering the door, he went up to meet him.

"I still don't eat, except that I cried a lot on the first day. Now I just sit quietly every day. He is with him." Anbu lowered the curtain and sat down with him.