stupid man

"This, this..." Mori was surprised: "Why?"

It's not that Mori doesn't want to live with Yuri. Compared with Sanders, whom he is not familiar with, Yuri is naturally better, but Ike can't do whatever he wants, otherwise he will ask himself casually in the future.

"I'm worried about your contact with him!" Ike said again, not too bluntly.

"Why don't you worry about it?" Mori was so annoyed, he thought about breaking up the partnership, and there was no need to treat him with a bad attitude in the future, but then he suddenly scolded: "Don't worry about me growing vegetables Don’t worry about picking fruits and people, a lot of people! Don’t worry about going to the market to sell an egg! I, I’m a little doll?! A little doll?!”

Ike stopped talking, but Sanders' eyes moved, and there was a cold light in his eyes.

He was a little bit puzzled before, Sen Mu had been in the tribe for two years, even if he was slower in linguistics, he wouldn't be unable to make a friend, but now he probably understands what's going on.

"You, come out." Sanders pointed to Ike, his face was unprecedentedly serious and cold.

Ike looked at him gloomyly, clenched his hands quietly, and followed Sanders out of the room.

Mori wanted to follow out, but was stopped by Yuri.

"Leave it to him." Yuri said, motioning Mori to sit down: "You really care about you."

"Care... care about me?" Mori walked up to Yuri with half understanding, and looked at him with clear eyes: "Why?"

"Go and ask him." Yuri didn't answer, because he was also puzzled by this.

Sanders cared a little too much for Sen. In his opinion, it has gone beyond the category of "poor".

Outside the house, as soon as Ike walked out of the house, Sanders grabbed his collar with one hand and pressed him hard against the tree trunk.

"Are you imprisoning him?" Sanders said in a cold tone, "I finally know why it took Yuri only half a year to gain his trust and favor, but you pursued him for a year and a half and he didn't accept you. I thought it was his unilateral problem, but now I understand that your problem is bigger!"

"What's wrong with me?" Ike only felt a dull pain in his chest when he was pressed by Sanders, and he couldn't breathe because of the tightly grasped collar, but he still said stiffly: "I've been Guard him!"

"Guardian? Can guarding restrict his freedom?" Sanders sneered.

"I didn't!" Ike retorted angrily, "I'm just worried about him! He behaved strangely at the beginning, and he didn't communicate well with people. If I don't follow him all the time, in case he goes crazy and beats people or has an accident , how sad and painful I should be as a partner!"

"Didn't he be much better when Yuri handed him over to you?" Sanders asked suspiciously.

"That's just for Yuri!" Ike became excited, and pointed at the shallow scar on his forehead a few times: "He not only smashed my head on the night he was with me, but also used a stick Hit several females who tried to approach him to appease him! Including my dad! What do you know?!"

Sanders froze for a moment, then fell silent, and only let go of his collar after more than ten seconds.

"Sorry, I misunderstood." Sanders eased his attitude, but still blamed Ike: "But you overprotect him and have restricted his normal life."

"I..." Ike wanted to refute again, but after thinking about it, he agreed: "He is no longer the same as when he first came to the tribe. I will try to let him go out alone in the future."

"In the future?" Sanders smiled half a smile, "If you have a future with him."

After he finished speaking, he planned to go back to the house. Since things were not as he imagined, then he was relieved.

Ike stopped him.

"Can I ask you one thing?"

After going up a few steps, Sanders turned his head to look at him, with a gentle and casual posture, completely gone from the coldness when he left the house: "Tell me."

Ike stood under the tree and looked straight at him: "Swear to me, you won't fall in love with him!"

It was clear to both of them who "he" was referring to.

Sanders laughed, as if he had heard a joke. Instead of answering Ike directly, he lazily walked up the steps.

"You don't understand what you're suspecting."

Ike's voice was a little louder: "Then swear to me!"

Sanders, who had already reached the door of the house, stopped. He glanced down at the werewolf lightly: "Why should I swear? Whether I love him or not is none of your business?"

Sanders opened the door and entered the house, leaving the werewolf with a gray face standing under the tree. After a few minutes, he came out of the house again, but there was another person behind him.

Obviously, Sanders didn't agree with Ike's proposal and let Mori live with Yuri.

Mori faintly heard the dispute between the two in the house just now, and he was still a little angry, so he didn't intend to give Ike a good face, but when he saw Ike standing there alone, he looked at him. Full of emotion and pain, he suddenly softened his heart.

He hated Ike, whether it was him kissing his mouth or him sneaking and pestering himself, but it was undeniable that he had taken a lot of care from him in the past two years.

So Mori thought for a while, opened his mouth and said to Ike: "I swear to you, I will never fall in love..."

Before the three words "Sanders" could be uttered, Sen's mouth was covered by a man in time, and it was Sanders himself.

Mori, whose mouth was covered, frowned, raised his head and looked at the man behind him, with a slightly puzzled expression.

"Are you stupid? Can vows be made casually? And do you know that 'forever' is a heavy word?" Sanders looked a little helpless and a little angry: "Let's go."

Mori was taken away by him, and while walking, he pushed his hand covering his mouth, and said indifferently: "Anyway..."

"You can predict the future?" Sanders interrupted him.

Mori was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "No, I can't."

"Then don't swear easily." Sanders held his hand tightly: "That may make your future deeply regret."

Maybe Sanders' tone was too strong, or maybe he had been taken far away, so Sen Chu honestly shut up, but he still looked back with anxiety, and saw the werewolf standing motionless. Under the tree, those blue eyes stared straight at them.

Mori trembled inexplicably, and the next second his head was turned back by Sanders: "If you are afraid, don't look at it."

Mori seemed to be stimulated: "I'm not afraid!"

"Hands are cold."

Mori looked down, only to notice that his hand was being held by a man, so he quickly pulled it out.

Sanders was not angry at his repulsive reaction. He looked down at his empty palm and saw red marks on it. Knowing if it was because of the tight grip just now, Mori's palm prints were all covered, right in his palm.

Sanders smiled, and jokingly spread his hands to Mori, showing him the palm print on his hand.

"Look at how clear this palm print is. Do you want to give yourself to me?" It was just a joke.

Mori was stunned, and his heart became a little weird because of his words.

"W-how can it be?" She blushed for no reason, but fortunately she couldn't see it too dark.

Sanders smiled, and stopped teasing him, but glanced back indistinctly, and a figure followed silently in the twilight.

The dark golden eyes narrowed, and then they got a little closer to the short female.

On the second day, Yuri announced the statement that Mori and Ike had terminated their partnership. This explosive news spread almost instantly throughout this large tribe with a population of 10, so many people suddenly appeared outside Sanders' tree house. Single orc.