Yu Qingyu pulled the corner of her skirt and did not pull it. She said with a smile, "if you pull me and don't let me find food, we'll be hungry tonight!"

Cry did not hesitate to nod, eyes with a light of joy, as long as you do not go, hungry on the hungry, anyway, it is not hungry.

Yu Qingyu looked at the look of the cry, but a smile: "well, I don't go, let's talk about the day."

Crying and nodding, obediently pulled by Yu Qingyu, he sat in the tree house.

"Does the wound still hurt?"

Cry Zheng for a moment, eyes some red, tears fell on the ground, and then silently shook his head.

Obviously he has been used to it, but why would he feel aggrieved when he heard this sentence.

Yu Qingyu hurried to wipe his tears, "Hey, don't cry, if it really hurts, I'll find you some herbal medicine."

Cry heard this sentence, tears stay more fierce, there is a slight cry spread out.

Yu Qingyu said: Ask the task object to cry how to do? Online, etc., very urgent.

The more he cried, the more sad he felt. Yu Qingyu frowned and felt a trace of heartache in his heart. He held out his hand and held him in his arms. He patted him on the back without saying a word. Sometimes company is more effective than any words. He firmly believes that.

I didn't expect that he would embrace himself. He was so surprised that he forgot to cry. He Is he afraid that he hugged him? He is an ominous man! How can he hold him? How can he?

although she feels that he shouldn't embrace himself in his heart, the warm touch from his body and the hand patting on his back make him reluctant to push away the embrace. It's so delicious to embrace!

Yu Qingyu saw that cry was quiet and did not speak any more. He was afraid that his words would arouse his tears. He was crying with tears. He simply did not speak. He just patted his hand but did not survive.

For a long time, Yu Qingyu felt that his body in his arms was soft. He looked down and saw that he was crying. His disordered hair was leaning against his chest, and his hand was still holding the corner of his skirt. Somehow, Yu Qingyu could see that he was a little pitiful.

Remembering the message that the original master had heard, he sighed. It was a poor Orc mother who died of dystocia when she gave birth to him. Later, his father died while hunting. Their brothers became orphans and grew up relying on the support of the family.

When he grew up, he was not good at hunting, and his appearance was not like that of females. No matter who he contacted, it would be bad luck for anyone he contacted. Gradually, it came out that he was an ominous man. Later, no Orc wanted to contact him any more. Even his brothers ignored him.

Xiaoti didn't understand what happened. Suddenly, no one was willing to pay attention to him. He was lonely and lonely. There were so many orcs in Mingming people. He was like an outsider who didn't belong to the race. If his father's friends didn't throw some food to him from time to time, he would have starved to death.

This year, his father's good friend also died, and he became an orc who had no one to control. As long as there was any bad thing happened to his people, they would be pushed on him and beaten lightly.

Yu Qingyu felt uncomfortable when he saw him in the daytime. However, he had killed an orc at most. No matter how many orcs he killed, he couldn't cope with it. He couldn't help him get back all his revenge.

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