Moore didn't know the special physiological cycle of Bai Qingqing. His common sense soon put down his guess, but Bai Qingqing unexpectedly gave him a positive answer.

"It seems so." Bai Qingqing said casually as she ate the fruit, perfectly covering up her embarrassment, but her face dyed with red clouds betrayed her mercilessly.

Moore couldn't help but look at it. After a while, he understood the meaning of Bai Qingqing's words. His heart beat faster.

Bai Qingqing swallowed the chewless fruit with difficulty. Her throat was scratched and hurt, but she couldn't share them. She blushed and said, "I think we'd better prepare earlier."

What can I do to prepare for love? Moore's heart beat was so strong that he was about to burst out of his throat, not because of the child, but because he could be close to her again.

Thinking of the last intimate touch, Moore's breathing began to burn, stronger than the smell of a sexual scent with an evocative effect.

But Moore shook his head firmly, stroked Bai Qingqing's face and said, "you are too thin. Next time."

The next time he talks about it, of course, is next year. It's common sense for orcs to have a love once a year for females.

Bai Qingqing doesn't want to look too anxious. He thinks next time, it's only one month.

"Hello! Hurry up, I want to eat some fruit! " The voice of Molly came from the opposite side.

Bai Qingqing looked at it immediately and responded with a loud voice: "OK! Come on! "

He confessed that he had opened up with Moore. In order to avoid the uncomfortable atmosphere, Bai Qingqing started to climb elsewhere. "Pick the fruit quickly. They are waiting."

Moore pressed Bai Qingqing's body and insisted, "no, your smell will be smelt by Alva."

However, Alva is also a bird with poor sense of smell. Otherwise, it would have been in a bad condition.

Bai Qingqing stopped, smelled his arm, frowned and said, "well, I'll blow it here. Leave me alone and pick the fruit."

Moore hesitated uneasily for a while, and saw that the branches were really rich. Then he let go and climbed out to pick fruits.

This kind of fruit is very similar to apple, but it tastes crisper, has more juice, tastes better than apple, and can last for a long time, so Moore picked a lot.

When he picked it, Bai Qingqing's sweat dried. He gave it to Bai Qingqing, smelled it and smelled it. When he went back, he was still very uneasy. He always paid attention to Alva's reaction.

However, Alva was more dull and didn't notice any difference. Instead, Moore's eyes made him look creepy, and he didn't dare to approach Bai Qingqing.

Under the devastation of Anna, Ann's delicate face was full of pain. Seeing her mother coming, she showed a relaxed expression.

She didn't know that she had different expressions from usual, which made her mother more determined to "play" with Anna.

Bai Qingqing pinches Ann's small face, which has been pasted with mud and handprints by Anna, and cuts a fruit with the snake scales on her neck and puts it into Ann's mouth.

After playing for a few hours, Ann was thirsty. She chewed up the fruit with her hands covered with mud and hugged her mother's arms to express her desire to go home.

"Well, finish eating this fruit and go back." Bai Qingqing said with a smile, pointing An'an's nose.

To Bai Qingqing's surprise, Ann clearly understood. She did not urge her to go back, but accelerated the speed of eating fruit.