Light of life

Those are two completely different concepts!

It was alright at the beginning, An Er extremely patiently helped him open up for a while, and when he rushed in hastily, he didn't suffer any harm.As soon as the beast had squeezed itself in, however, he began his relentless, uninterrupted dash.Uninterruptedly pumping/inserting frantically for more than an hour without stopping for even a second, and tossing Manghui to the point of ejaculating twice, most of the aphrodisiac he drank was gone, and he still hasn't stopped.When Mang Hui couldn't take it any longer and began to sob intermittently, An Er Ji pushed forward vigorously, buried it deeply in his body, and stopped.

Mang Hui originally thought that it was finally over.How could he know that the thing buried deep inside his body started to swell again from the front end, and the swell became bigger and bigger, and it didn't stop until it doubled in size. In the end, it made his chrysanthemum translucent. color.What's annoying is that it's all over, and his chrysanthemum hasn't been hurt yet.

That thing held tightly inside his body, filling every tiny fold in his body, a slight vibration would give Mang Hui a strong stimulation, making him reach an orgasm.

And at this time, An Erji began to have a tendency to ejaculate. He lightly vibrated his thing, and every time it vibrated, it would ejaculate a little.

But when he shook like this, Manghui screamed, and then climaxed again.

An er, it seems that he has reached the most comfortable time, no matter how much Manghui screams, he still hugs Manghui tightly, panting and growling, constantly shaking his bastard, going through another half a year hours or so.And for this half hour, Mang Hui was at a high/tide almost all the time. ——It's no wonder he didn't faint.

After a while, An Erji finally recovered from the excitement.He gently brushed away the long wet hair sticking to the gray face, kissed his lips, trying to wake up his baby.It's a pity that Mang was so dizzy that he didn't wake up even if An Erji shook him lightly.

An Erji sighed, and reluctantly withdrew his slightly smaller, but still frighteningly large thing from the gray body.Because it was not too small yet, in the process of exiting, there was another burst of friction with the warm and slippery inner wall of the vast ash.An'er Jiyin couldn't help but let out a low gasp, and then sneaked in some more.He paid attention to Mang Hui's expression, seeing that Mang Hui still had no reaction, he could only sigh heavily, intending to pull it out completely.

Unfortunately, when he tried to pull it out again, the thing swelled back to its original shape, dominating the gray inner wall vigorously.If you try to pull it out forcibly, the gray and pink chrysanthemum/flower will definitely split.

An Er Ji only hesitated for a second, and happily threw himself into a new round of rhythm/movement.

The author has something to say: This writing is not too much~~~! ! ! !

Hope not to be - Harmony ~~! !

This chapter is the turning point of the complete change in the relationship between the two of them~~~~ If the harmony is lost, the article will be broken~~~! !

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21. Return to the Golden Roar Clan...

When the sun rose to mid-air, Old Yoan had already circled countless times outside the house where An Er Ji and Man Hui lived.Because he kept remembering what An Er Ji promised him yesterday, he was so excited that he didn't sleep well in the middle of the night.So, he simply got up in the middle of the night, gathered the remaining three hundred clansmen, and told the news.

The clansmen were all excited, and they prepared the special products of the tree spirit clan as gifts overnight, and wanted to ask An Erji to bring back the Golden Light Roar clan, so as to increase their bargaining chips in becoming a vassal clan.

The whole clan wished to bring out all the good things, but they didn't dare to prepare too much, for fear of making An Er extremely troublesome.Picking and tossing the whole second half of the night.As soon as the sun showed its face from the horizon, Old Yoan was waiting outside the gate of An Er Ji with the gifts he had prepared.

At that time, An Erji was still busy, and he put a magic shield on the outside of the house. Old Yoan didn't know anything, so he waited stupidly for a whole morning. A layer of soil was removed in a circle.

At noon, old Yoan finally waited until An Erji pushed the door and came out.Old Yuean hurriedly greeted him with a smile all over his face, carefully observing the dark expression.Seeing the unconcealable smile on his face, his high spirits and radiant countenance, he knew that he was not unhappy because of making Mang Hui drink the aphrodisiac by mistake yesterday.

"My lord, are you sleeping well? We have already prepared lunch for you, isn't it now..." Old Ioan asked cautiously.

An er, it was very rare for Old Yuean to return a shallow smile: "No hurry, I need some hot water."

"Okay! Okay! I'll get someone to prepare it right away!" As he said that, Old Yoan tentatively asked, "I wonder if I need some juice...Maybe your partner wants to drink some!"

He took the initiative to call Mang Hui An Erji's partner, which made An Erji feel better, and his voice was less quiet than usual.

"Yes! You are very thoughtful. I think he needs some! However, I want him to drink something hot. Please show me the fruit you have stored."

"Okay! Okay! Come with me, please!" Old Yoan turned around and led the way.

Waiting for An Erji to prepare hot water and hot juice, but it took a lot of effort to wake up Man Hui.

Mang Hui refused to wake up no matter what at first, and finally opened his beautiful transparent eyes a little, but he gave Anji a fierce stare, didn't even bother to say anything, and then closed them again.When An Erji called out again, he just hummed, looking very tired.Actually, Manghui didn't suffer any harm.To be honest, because of the special physiques of orcs and females, the dark, er, extreme things can be slowly absorbed by him in his body, which is only good for him and not bad for him.Looking at Mang Hui's now more tender, watery and slightly pink cheeks, it can be seen that his body is in better shape.He insisted on staying in bed to sleep, just because he slept too little last night and was tired - of course, the time in coma is not counted as falling asleep.

Wang Mang Hui made up his mind to stay in bed, so he had no choice but to feed him some hot juice and let him continue to sleep.

Once Mang Hui fell asleep, he slept until the next morning.Woke up early in the morning, got up energetically, and beat An Erji over and over again, without any discomfort at all.

An Er is very happy that Mang Hui is so energetic, which allows him to see a happy life in the future.He was beaten by Mang Hui, but he kept smiling—when he was facing Mang Hui, his expression was very normal, and he was not at all desolate towards outsiders.

After Mang Hui beat someone up, he had no choice but to forget about it, so he had to blame himself for being greedy.Dark, uh, at best, it's just an advantage.

In this way, after another day passed, An Erji and Mang Hui finally set off to go back to the tribe under the long-awaited expectation of the tree spirit tribe.

Riding on Yaya all the way, I returned to the Jinguanghou clan smoothly.Although he didn't leave for long, when Manghui saw the mushroom umbrella-shaped milk fruit forest of the Hou tribe from a distance, he still sighed that the wanderer had returned home.Unknowingly, he has regarded the Jinguanghou clan as his hometown, and the house where he and An Erji lived as their home.

Yaya landed at the landing pad dedicated to the Hou Clan, Aner Ji just jumped off Yaya's back with Manghui in his arms, when Hesa ​​hurriedly flashed in front of them.He grabbed Fang Ya's long hair—of course, he wanted to grab An Erji's collar, but now he was not as fast as An Erji, so he had to grab the only one in a very self-conscious manner. Yaya Mao who can be bullied by him.

"You took my son..."

The question that was about to come out was pressed in his throat——Hesa glanced at An Erji's face, and he yelled strangely: "What are you...how are you..."

Forgive him for not being able to speak clearly, it was just because he was too frightened.The conspicuous magic lines on An Erji's face, although several of them were missing after he had skin-to-skin contact with Mang Hui, the remaining ones were still deeply imprinted on his face, and the color was so bright.

An Erji saw that Manghui had a trace of guilt on his face because of Hesa's reaction, and stopped Hesa ​​from asking, and only said: "We have encountered many things when we went out this time, I will go to you later. There, there are a lot of things to report to you. But now, I have to send Mang back, he is already very tired all the way back!"

"Oh! Yes! Yes! We should let our little Manghui rest first!" He Sa also seemed to realize that his performance was too exaggerated, and couldn't help echoing: "Go! Go! Your house, Nissan They go to tend it often, and they can live in whenever they want.”

An Erji walked towards their house with Mang Hui in his arms. Seeing that Mang Hui was not very interested, he led him to talk: "Nissan and the others know that you are coming back, and they will definitely hug you to ask for a gift. Mang! After a while, you may not be at all." Can't rest!"

"Yeah!" Manghui replied sullenly, he buried his head in An Erji's neck, and said sullenly, "If it wasn't for me...you wouldn't have to suffer so much!"

"Mang!" An Erji stopped, held Mang Hui up, made him face his face, and looked at him seriously: "Without you, there would be no An Erji now!"

After finishing speaking, An Er Ji took Mang Hui back into his arms and walked towards the house.He lightly stroked Manghui's smooth light-blond hair, and said softly: "You know what? If you hadn't appeared, I would be like many Black Light Roars in the past, and leave the clan alone when I become an adult. Live a lonely wandering life - no hope, no pursuit, nothing, only endless waiting, waiting for the end of that long life. Do you know how sad it is to live for the sole purpose of waiting for death? ?” He lightly branded a mark on the gray forehead