Chapter 204: Rain at the End of the Empire
Chapter 204: Rain at the End of the Empire
This little cutie hadn't become the type he'd imagined someone capable of wielding swords and clubs. With such abilities, though delicate and weak, she was still able to protect herself just enough and do things other than using force.
I gently held him in my arms, feeling his warmth. He had just experienced the changes brought about by the fruit, and at this moment he seemed a little weak and confused. I slowly raised my hand and gently touched his furry white ears. The touch was like caressing the softest cloud in the world, delicate and warm. Each white hair trembled slightly under my fingertips, as if it had its own life. Feeling the delicate touch, his ears moved slightly, as if responding to my touch. I gently stroked his earlobe, feeling his warmth. He trembled slightly, as if a little shy. I could feel his body tremble noticeably, obviously he was a little sensitive to my touch. A feeling of pity welled up in my heart, and I stroked his ears even more gently.
I ran my fingers through his hair, and the slightly longer and lighter strands slid against my fingertips like silky satin.
My teeth gently touched his furry ears, and a soft and wonderful feeling instantly spread throughout my body. I had been playing tricks on him involuntarily, but the moment I bit him, an indescribable feeling of intimacy welled up in my heart.
His body stiffened suddenly, and he let out a soft cry of surprise. I could feel his cheeks instantly heating up, and his shy and surprised reaction made me laugh inwardly. I didn't let go immediately. Instead, I gently rubbed the soft fur with my teeth, feeling his warmth and the slight tremor.
He tilted his head slightly, trying to avoid my "attack," but I held him tightly, preventing him from escaping. My lips gently touched his ear, and my breath tickled the white fur. "Don't hide," I whispered, a hint of teasing and tenderness in my voice.
One of my hands was still tightly holding him, while the other hand could not wait to reach for his other ear. When my fingers touched the furry white animal ear, a soft touch instantly came from my fingertips.
I gently kneaded his ears, feeling the delicate down and slight elasticity. His body tensed again, and he let out a soft moan. A mischievous pleasure welled up in me, and my hands moved even more gently and playfully.
I gently plucked the tip of his ear with my fingers, and seeing his shy and helpless expression, my heart was filled with joy. He tried to reach out to block my "attack", but I nimbly avoided his hand and continued to tease his ear.
I leaned down and whispered in his ear, "Your ears are so cute." His face turned even redder, but he didn't say anything, just trembled slightly.
His ears are as cute as he is.
A video call interrupted everything.
In the light curtain, Qin Annan's face was soft and angular. I couldn't help but sigh: although they were both male individuals, they had different styles due to their different races.
His tone was serious and urgent, and every word came through clearly: "Although the rain outside has eased, this is the most dangerous and critical time. Some people may be impatient and want to go out, but you must remember, you must not go out, no matter what. And, absolutely do not let anyone in, no matter how they request."
His words hit me like a hammer. My heartbeat quickened involuntarily, and a strong sense of unease instantly spread.
I frowned tightly and asked the light curtain in the darkness, "Could those people be bewitched by something outside?"
The voice echoed in the closed cabin, carrying with it my unease and doubt. The man's expression grew even more serious. He was silent for a moment before slowly speaking, "Yes, there's an unknown force out there that lures people into the rain. It seems to be their hunting method. The rain is about to stop, and at this time, people's minds are most susceptible. If you go out, the consequences will be disastrous."
The man's voice came again, his tone full of concern: "Just wait home for the rain to stop. I'll tell you when it's safe. Remember, don't take any risks, no matter what."
The man's voice suddenly softened, carrying a hint of soothing tone: "Don't be afraid. When the rain stops, I'll take you to pick out a young exotic animal to be your pet."
"Really?" I couldn't help but ask, my voice filled with excitement. "Exotic beast cubs, aren't they cute?"
"Of course it's true," the man replied affirmatively. "Just stay here in the house. When the rain stops, we'll go. Then I'll teach you how to tame the ox."
"Okay!" A smile appeared on his face.
There will be a little cutie!
I'm going to contract it. This time, it's finally not a plant. I wonder what I'll pick. Those kids ride those colorful, behemoth beasts. For some reason, these exotic beasts all have such vibrant, striking, and memorable appearances—perhaps it's the result of selective breeding. I hope communication will be easier. There should be fewer "sticky" things like those three flower buds.
The rain gradually subsided, and the once intense sound of the rain grew sparser. But then came the strange sound of human voices. They seemed to come from far away, erratic and uncertain. I couldn't help but sigh silently inwardly.
Because of Bai Zhi's shielding ability, the bewitching power didn't reach me, but the sounds were still unpleasant. Or rather, because there was no bewitching power mixed in, the sounds were so... particularly harsh.
I gently kissed the person in my arms: "Are you tired?" I know he has been working hard.
He shook his head, his furry ears rubbing against my neck, tickling me. He rested his head on my shoulder, looking genuinely dependent. Orc males are truly lovable.
We hugged each other tightly. We planned to sleep through these final moments, through this final rain. Our body warmth passed to each other.
In the darkness, our breathing gradually steadied, and our bodies gradually relaxed. Our thoughts drifted away, entering a tranquility. It was as if we saw the world after the rain. It was as if... we saw the exotic animal cub in our arms. Soft, warm, tiny...
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