Orc’s Crystal

When Jiang Junlin was so tired of tossing himself and gave up the fuss, the barbecue was almost done.

I saw that the meat on the grill was splashed with oil on the surface, and it was roasted into golden brown. The spices that the man put on were also completely roasted at this time, and the air was filled with a tempting smell of meat.

Jiang Junlin stopped struggling, and he actively supported the man's arm and sat up halfway against the man's arms, sucking the saliva from his mouth, as if he was caught by a cat in his heart.

Wentd put one hand around the little man in his arms to prevent the little man from falling off, and fiddled with the fire with one hand, picking out the big roots of unburnt wood and making the fire smaller.

After finishing this, Wentd picked up the barbecue and noticed the sullen eyes of the little man in his arms, and the corners of the icy lips couldn't help but contain a smile.

When Wentdard made barbecue, he skewered the whole Luda beast. Not to mention that the meat after roasting is not big, but it is definitely several times the weight of the little man in his arms. Therefore, Wentard tore a slap-sized piece of meat and blew it carefully before handing it to the person in his arms.

Looking at the whole piece of barbecue that the man was holding, and then at the slap-sized meat strip that the man handed him, Jiang Junlin curled his lips and muttered, "Stingy."

Complaining and complaining, Jiang Junlin quickly took the piece of meat handed over by the man. In fact, this piece of meat is not small anymore. If it weren't for being hungry, Jiang Junlin would not have eaten so much meat!

However, when you are hungry, people always think that they have a big stomach, so their hearts are big.

"Hmm, incense, it's incense."

Jiang Junlin only had time to sigh, and couldn't wait to open his mouth and bit into the meat strip in his hand.

"Ah."

One bite, another bite, another hard bite...

Wentder is holding the barbecue in his hand, and his eyes are infinitely gentle and satisfying. He looks at the gobbler in his arms. He is not very hungry. At this time, he looks at the little man eating happily. The illusion that oneself is also eating.

He simply put the barbecue in his hand on the grill, watching the person in his arms eating intently, his heart was itchy, his fingers were about to move, he always wanted to touch the incredibly soft little person.

However, Wentard knew that the little man was hungry and that eating was not to be disturbed, so he could only force himself to restrain himself.

Eat! Eat more.

The little man's body is too small and thin, so he needs to make up for it.

but…

Why did the little man who was immersed in gnawing suddenly motionless?

Is the villain stuck?

Wentd blamed himself for not thinking that this was a delicate female, and that she should smash the meat to make it smaller for the little man. At the same time, he only used one finger to gently pick up the chin, which was buried in the head. However, the little man who was forced to raise his head had an inexplicable expression of grief and anger.

"What's the matter?" Wentd asked eagerly.

Although language cannot communicate, movements, expressions, and expressions do not distinguish national boundaries or races, so...

what happened?

Jiang Junlin loosened his teeth, gritted his teeth bitterly, and looked at the barbecue with a tooth mark in his hand with great grief.

why?

Is it so hard for Mao?

Is it so resilient for Mao?

Is this meat?

This is simply a perfect combination of iron and glue. With the flexibility of glue and the density of iron, it can’t bite or chew...

"Isn't it delicious?"

Wentard frowned. He clearly saw the little man eating in a cheerful manner. Why didn't he see the little man eating a bite for a long time?

good to eat? tastes bad?

Jiang Junlin smacked his mouth, licked his lips, and recollected the taste of barbecue. He had to admit that the barbeque craftsmanship of this savage was not bad and the taste was good, so he was so hungry that his stomach was almost sour.

"Isn't it delicious?"

Before Xiao Ren'er could answer, Wentd took the meat strip in Xiao Ren'er's hand with a mouth, and easily bit off half of it. After chewing, it was cooked, and the taste was good, no problem!

Facing Wentd's suspicious look, he watched Wentd hand over again with only half of the meat strips left. Jiang Junlin felt a tear in his heart. Then silently took the remaining half of the barbecue, silently opened his mouth, holding a piece of meat in Wentd's gaze, and then tore his teeth hard, hands hard, and fiercely.

For a while, Jiang Junlin was crying in his heart, silently opened his mouth, spit out the meat with only a little bit of shallow teeth, and handed it to a dumbfounded Wentd, and then, poorly, silently, like a wounded animal, Curled up.

Where is this?

A giant grass that is taller than a human and comparable to a weapon?

A terrifying behemoth higher than a mountain? Can pierce human hair?

And this... the material density is too high, the flesh that can smash your teeth!

Can it make him feel worse?

"..."

Wentd was silent, looking at the little man curled up in his arms, doubly silent.

"Cuckoo...cuckoo..."

Jiang Junlin's stomach screamed again.

silent!

Be silent for a while.

The silent Wentd lifted the silent Jiang Junlin's head from his arms, then silently opened Jiang Junlin's mouth, silently touched Jiang Junlin's white and beautiful teeth, and observed it for a while.

The teeth of little people are white, neat and flat.

Wentd's teeth were slightly pointed, with the characteristics of canine creatures, and the color was not so white, but they were shining coldly.

"Ah, what do you savage do? Do you think I am a livestock animal? Is there any way to pick up teeth like this? It's yours."

Jiang Junlin angrily slapped Vented's hand away... His nose was sore again, because he had pain in his hands when he patted the man. Fortunately, the green-haired savage took the initiative to let go.

"...I'm starving to death!" Jiang Junlin had no strength to be angry at this time, and cried sadly, holding his stomach.

After checking his teeth, Wen Ted was distressed, helpless, and looked at the little man who "cooed" in his stomach with infinite pity. I really don’t know how this little man’s previous tribe raised him. I can’t even bite the tenderest barbecue. I really don’t know how to feed him. He has been raised so much!

This thought is too much!

Wentd's expression is distressed, but his heart is full of joy. It is indeed a joy to pick up treasures carefully nurtured by individual races. However, please leave it behind for the time being. It is more important to figure out how to feed the little man.

With his gaze swept across the steaming barbecue on the grill, Wentd suddenly brightened his eyes, as if thinking of something, took the barbecue with one hand, took a big bite, chewed it a few times, and then carefully picked it up again. He lifted Jiang Junlin's chin, lowered his head, covered the little man's lips with his mouth, and pushed the chewed meat foam in his mouth with his tongue.

Wentard-Wow, the little man's lips are so soft, what is meant by blowing can be broken, he suddenly realized today, and then couldn't help sticking out his tongue and licking it.

Jiang Junlin-Damn, what is it? Hard and cold. Wow, something stuck in the mouth again, with a grit-like touch, sweeping across the mouth, causing a tingling and light pain.