Lion King’s Adopted Son

After turning around the egg in Claire's hand, it returned to Pascal's. Jella lay on Pascal's neck and watched the eggs in Pascal's hands turned up and down, and couldn't help shaking.

Two big and one came to the cave entrance. After making sure that it would not rain again, Jella nibbled down Pascal's shoulders with her clothes full of eggs, and hummed at Pascal with their butts. Put aside their posture.

It carefully opened the clothes containing the eggs, and immediately showed a distressed expression! Its egg! Because of these two men's fierce piety, the rations they managed to find actually broke half in the road! Think about it, that's half! If it wasn't for Pascal and Claire that Jella walked slowly and didn't let it carry the eggs by itself, it wouldn't have given the eggs to the hands of these two saboteurs!

Pascal also saw the scene inside his clothes, but he was obviously more concerned about his soiled clothes than the broken eggs.

"It's so dirty," he said. "It's awful this time. I didn't bring any spare clothes when I came out."

Jella gave him a stern glance. When was it, and still concerned about clothes, wasn't there any guilt about the culprit who broke the egg? Moreover, his clothes were made like this, who is to blame?

Claire apparently noticed Jella's dissatisfaction. She touched Pascal with her elbow, gave him a warning look, then walked up to him, and said with a smirk, "Jera, don't be angry. We are not intentional. "She usually used to kill the prey and dragged it away with her mouth. Where can I think there are so much attention to bringing eggs?

╭ (╯ ^ ╰) ╮Gela keeps his head silent, and Claire can only see the tip of her nose and half of her face.

At the suggestion of Claire, Pascal finally recollected, and began to join the ranks of persuasion (supposing): "Son, we must learn to be content. You see, we have to take half of the eggs It ’s better than we can bring nothing back, right? ”

There was a tic-tac-toe on Gera's head. Why did Pascal's words sound so wrong? Why does it listen and listen to him so much? Fortunately, it still remembers the difference in force value between him and Pascal, and he did not rush. Otherwise, I believe Pascal will be happy to take off the camouflage of that loving father and give Jella a good look at why the flowers are so red. !

"Well, don't get angry, Dad cooks eggs for you." Then, Pascal's fingertips tricked out a small bunch of flames. He put the eggs on it, and it didn't take long for the eggs to be cooked.

"Here." He handed the eggs to the adoptive son. He just saw the scene where the adopted son drooled against the egg. He thought he would see the adoptive son happy. Who knows, when he turned his head, only the little lion widened. A pair of eyes showed a frustrated expression, as if someone had been bullied.

Pascal was helpless: "What's the matter, you have to eat eggs, we brought you the eggs, and you are not happy; you cooked the eggs for you, and you are not happy, what do you want us to do? Happy? "

"Since you can cook the eggs with your fire, why don't you cook all the eggs and bring them back!" Jella's eyes were about to burst into wide-band tears. Pascal really made a good knife!

"Yeah, that's okay." Pascal scratched his head. "I didn't remember it for a while."

This time, Jella turned her head more firmly than before, and she vowed that she would ignore Pascal for three days! Of course, before the Cold War protest, it did not forget to take away the cooked egg in Pascal's hand (-;).

Pascal and his party returned to the cave, and when they entered the cave, everyone looked at the loot in their hands. The eggs in Jella's hand were okay. Because they were wrapped in clothes and did not cause much attention, the two stunned chickens held by Claire's hands received a solemn attention.

"Father, I want to eat meat." A little Asian beast stared at the chicken in Claire's hand, looking eager.

The young Asian beast came towards Claire, with a look of arrogance and pride: "Can you share your chicken with us a little?" He raised his chin: "Anyway, you eat too Endless. "Although he was talking to Claire, his eyes were on Pascal.

Hearing the familiar voice, Jella raised her head, and found that the cheeky person who came here to ask for meat was an acquaintance, the Asian beast teacher who had taught it before, Karen. It really affected the mood, and Jelly looked away expressionlessly. Because Karen's child is too young to enter school, Jella has never seen it. However, looking at the expression of the little Asian orc and his father, Jella felt that he could not like this little ghost, even if it looked really cute.

Karen didn't notice the dislike of Claire and Gera. For a long time, as an Asian beast, he has been taken care of by orcs, so he doesn't feel that there is anything wrong with his behavior. In his opinion, giving food to the hungry Asian beast and the small Asian beast is the grace of an orc. What's more, he knew that Pascal's group only had an adult male Pascal, and they didn't need that much food at all.

There were two Asian beasts with the same thoughts as Karen beside Kryle. They looked thin and timid, waiting at the moment, watching here.

Their intention is not difficult to guess. As long as Karenzo wants the chicken to succeed, they will certainly follow up and ask for food. After all, giving it to a hungry person, and not giving it to others, cannot be justified.

Jella didn't bother to look at these greedy guys, she hid her egg and hid in a corner. The work of driving other hunters (eating) (food) hunters is best done by Pascal.

Who would have known that Karen's children saw the eggs hidden in the clothes that Jella was carrying, and it screamed immediately, while yelling, it also tore Karen's sleeve: "Mum Father and mother, look, there are eggs! Father, I want to eat your omelette. Omelette is delicious! "

Karen looked at Pascal in disapproval. He didn't expect that as a male, the outsider would be so stingy. In order not to distribute food to them, he even picked out some of them secretly and hid them. Moreover, he was actually hiding eggs! You know, Asian beasts don't like meat as much as orcs, but eggs are their favorite food besides vegetables and fruits! This male doesn't seem to know to take care of females at all!

At this moment, Karen's husband couldn't sit still and jumped out and began to blame Pascal: "How can you do this, knowing that there are so many Asian beasts still starving, you got eggs, and you want to swallow them privately! You are simply losing our male face! "This orc was obviously brought up with the education of unconditionally caring for Asian beasts. He can starve himself, but he must not let his wife starve!

"Don't you feel embarrassed like this?" Someone finally couldn't see it, and stood up. This is one of the Asian beasts who are willing to go out with the orcs in search of their prey in the winter, Sang. Although Sang was an Asian beast, he was a disciple of the wise man. He was deeply influenced by the wise man. He never believed that the Asian beast should live with the orcs.

Sham looked shamelessly at Karen and his husband: "It was hunted by Pascal and Claire separately. According to the rules of the clan, they can enjoy it alone, without surrendering to the tribe. Since that belongs to them Why are they giving you something? "He looked scornfully at Karen:" Because you're an Asian beast who can do nothing but give birth to food and waste food? "

"Stop, Sang! Don't worry about yourself!" Although Karen had respect for the wise, she said nothing to Sang.

"If you can't continue to lose our Asian beast's face, of course I don't want to care about your business!" Sang Leng hummed. "Look at you like this. What's the difference between you and those stray orcs who beg for food? Of course, there is a difference. Anyway, they also know that they are asking for others and can set their attitude right. Unlike you, you obviously want to take advantage of others.

After speaking, Sang retreated. He is not a goofy guy, and will stand up and curse Karen just because he hates Karen.

"You!" Karen rushed to want to talk to Sang, but was pulled by his husband: "Now, it's more important to get the food first." During the talk, his eyes kept staring tightly. Pascal seemed to be afraid he would run away with food.

The smile on the corner of Pascal's mouth gradually receded, and Ling cold light was reflected in his eyes. A very low pressure spread around him, and Karen and his husband felt a bit scalp: "You, what do you want to do? If you do something to us here, our people will not let go. Yours! "Karen's husband shouted shyly.

"Don't do anything." Pascal's voice was very soft, but it seemed to be brewing a storm: "But since you don't understand people, I can only let you listen to my fists."

As he said, he showed his golden pupils and sharp fangs, and the ghost of a lion rushed to Karen's husband in an instant and bit his throat!

"what!!!"

He screamed, his pupils contracted suddenly, and at that moment, he felt his blood pressure was constantly compressing, and he would soon burst into the blood vessels. The fear of death made him fall to the bottom of 20,000 miles. In the face of cold water and heavy pressure, he couldn't do anything. He could only slowly rot in despair ...

I don't know how long, maybe for a moment, maybe for several hours, he finally felt that he was back to the flat bottom.

He was panting with his mouth around his neckline, and there was still fear in his eyes.

Pascal, the creator of the figurine, was lazy, and he even gave him a good eye.

"Get out." He said, "Next time, if you still want to grab what belongs to me, you can try."