After pretending to be good and being spotted by the boss

Chapter 3 3nd

Several people walked to the edge of the cliff, looked at the wild wolf that had jumped off, and cursed secretly.

One of them pondered and analyzed: "He was hit by an arrow, so he must not be able to go far."

Another person poohed: "Where are you practicing martial arts cheats? You jumped off a cliff, that wolf must be dead."

Another echoed: "Impossible to live."

The other person nodded: "The child is probably gone."

The leader thought that the Qin family's millions of dollars in finding a child was in vain, and his face was disappointed and sad.

Another person suddenly spoke weakly: "If you didn't shoot arrows at that time——"

Everyone's complexion instantly became ugly.

Not shooting arrows means that wolves will not jump off cliffs.

Wolves don't jump off cliffs and children don't die.

The leader put away the millions of sorrows that had flown away, blew the ashes off the dart, put away the things and turned around: "The child didn't live long when he met a wolf."

Life and death are fate, no one can blame them.

After Que An stopped, he realized that the blood was winding all the way.

He turned his head and looked at the way he had come, and made sure that no one was chasing him, so he dared to kneel down in a daze.

The arrow was inserted into the root of the calf, and the surging blood gushed out.

Fortunately, the color around the arrow did not change, and it seemed that it was not poisonous.

Que An suffered many injuries, big and small, but this was the first time he was injured by an arrow.

There are many forests where the weak prey on the strong, fighting and looting, but no outsider has ever set foot in this forest in such a despicable way.

This group of people seemed to be looking for the child, but their whereabouts were suspicious, and they were not necessarily the child's family members, so it was impossible to judge whether it was good or bad.

Que An abruptly tore the arrow out of the flesh.Without hindrance, the blood flowed more unscrupulously.

He took the dirt and dragged a large clump of weeds with his mouth, and applied it to the wound.

The cub climbed onto the back of the wolf, and blocked his wound with both hands to prevent the blood from flowing out. The blood stained his palm, but he couldn't stop the blood column. He was so anxious that he was at a loss, and wiped the blood away with his sleeve. The result is rubbing more and more.

I've tried everything I can, but it's still going on.

The cub couldn't understand the words, and his hands were flapping in the air, trying to plug the wound:

The fluffy quilt is very dirty, what should I do?

The cub desperately waved his hands in the air, staring anxiously at the wound, looking like he was about to cry.

Que An tilted his head and poked the cub's soft belly with his nose, and found it quite amusing to see the cub's anxious thumping.

"pat-"

A drop of tear slipped from the cub's face and fell into the hair on Que An's face.

Que An was stunned.

Tears dripped down, the cub couldn't speak, he could only point to the bleeding wound with his hands, his face was covered with tears, he was still holding the herbal medicine Que An had used just now, babbling and wanting to get close to the wound.

Que An sighed, took the child into his arms and held him tightly to keep him from moving, stretched out his rough tongue, and gently licked his cheek.

"Don't cry."

After a short rest, Que An limped back to the wolf clan's territory with the cub on his back.

Que An entered through the hidden entrance of the cave, and a few beams of leftover sky light poured in from the ceiling of the cave.

The hole is man-made.It is extremely narrow, it can only accommodate Que An's body just enough, and he has to walk with his head buried, the cub clings to his back, and the dirt rubs against the seam of his clothes and falls down.

Walking through the long and lengthy dark path, seeing the sky light, what you see is a completely different world.

In the dense jungle, a few wolves bared their sharp teeth, their tails lay flat on the ground, and their eyes glowed with green light. They were eating a whole dissected wild deer. A few lay down, taking a nap with their eyes slightly closed, and a few smaller ones snored a few times in the river, and then fluffed their fur.

Que An walked in and let out a long howl of "Wow", almost all the wolves stopped their hands and approached him slowly.

The wolves circled around the cub on Que An's back, their eyes full of scrutiny and temptation.

The cub was sound asleep on his back, snoring facing the pack of wolves, with saliva running down the corners of his mouth.

At this time, he slowly made a way out of the pack of wolves.

The leader of the wolf clan and Que An's parents walked in.

Father Wolf glanced at Que An's back, and then at his legs: "How did you get hurt?"

Que An gave a brief overview.

Father Wolf looked stern.

The wolf mother frowned.

The wolves are all boiling:

"If you're looking for a child, you're looking for a child. What's the point of hunting innocent people!"

"It's despicable."

A wolf cub crawled out from under the she-wolf, scratching the ground with its paws:

"I went to the woods and saw someone with a bow and arrow in his hand, circling around us."

The wolves exploded:

"It doesn't count if you hurt us, but you plan to take us all away?"

"It's all caused by this cub, kill him!"

Immediately, disgusted or cold gazes focused on Que An's back, and they vented their emotions with one tongue:

"Disemboweled!"

"Roast him with fire!"

"Divide and eat!"

"Sprinkle some cumin!"

All the wolves shed halazi in unison, looking at the cub with disgust and natural anger in their eyes.

Action is worse than heartbeat. In the chaos, a wolf with a corner of its ear rushed out, stretched out its claws, and attacked the wolf cub on Que An's back.

Que An's eyes turned cold for an instant, and his sharp claws pressed on the Queer Wolf's body, leaving traces of bloodstains on it, looking down at him from a high position:

"Try to move."

The wolves blew up the pot again.

"You want to protect the foreigners?"

"traitor!"

"traitor!"

Father Wolf gave all the wolves a cold look, and all the wolves were immediately silenced by the gaze.

Father Wolf said:

"Have you forgotten the fifth rule of the wolf clan?"

All the wolves have not forgotten that a small part of the wolf clan will become adults in the future, so the fifth rule of the wolf clan is that no cannibalism is allowed.

Although they are all talking, but the malice towards the cub really exists.

Father Wolf said coldly, "Still not dispersing?"

The wolves left resentfully.

Que An let go of the Queer Wolf, and the Que Erlang immediately ran away without a trace.

The wolf mother went up to check on Que An's injuries.

The blood kept pouring out, she stretched out her front paw and pressed Que An's hind leg: "How do you feel?"

Que An shook his head: "It's not a big deal."

He turned his head to look at the cub, the wet clothes on his body were still wet, and he was shivering all the way here.

"I'm going to the granary."

Father Wolf glanced at him, and directly exposed his thoughts: "The sheepskin is for the clan to spend the winter, not for him as clothes."

He spoke to save him because of Que An, but his dislike for this human cub was no less than that of other wolves.

Que An stopped, and turned to look at the wolf mother.

The wolf mother hung her tail, nodded, and agreed with the wolf father: "Send him away as soon as possible. The longer you stay here, the more dangerous this child will be."

Que An paused and nodded to show that he understood.

The cub's clothes haven't dried yet, so he just took off his clothes and let the cub crawl on his hair naked.

He turned the cub over, and the cub squeaked and grinned at him, flailing its limbs in the air.

The process of undressing the cub was long and difficult, and the fangs grazed the cub's skin several times.

Que An has never done anything that requires more care than this, like picking up a piece of white tender tofu with sharp claws, but you can't use force, and scratches will be left on the white and tender tofu.

When the clothes were taken off, the whole wolf was soaked in sweat.

The naked cub giggled, naked all over.

Que An felt that the naked cub looked amusing, so he stretched out his paw, and carefully poked the cub's soft little Chichi.

The cub groaned, covered his secret parts with both hands, two smears of pink shyly floated up on his cheeks.

Yo, I know I'm sorry.

Que An raised his head, and pushed the cub's hand away with his nose.

Little Jiji was exposed again, Zaizai babbled and protested, and buried his head in the soil beside him.

Two seconds later, he clenched his fists as if death was at home, opened his legs with a snap, and bravely exposed little Jiji.

Fluffy has been touched by him, and he wants to be touched by Fluffy!

He is not a stingy person!

Que An looked at the suddenly tragic Zai Zai, and didn't quite understand why his attitude made a sudden 180° turn.

He slapped his ears and straightened up blandly.

Ready to tease the brat, forget it.

The cubs were ready to share, but the other party turned their heads away.

Why don't you touch it?

Feeling a little disappointed, the cub twisted his fingers, and closed his legs again sullenly.

The undressed cub was completely white, except for the birthmark on the inner thigh.

Que An turned the person over with his nose, revealing the black birthmark.

The shape is pretty, like a rose, spreading from the inner thigh to the root of the thigh, showing a coquettish beauty that does not belong to this age on the boy's soft and pure white body.

Que An stared at the roses in a daze for a while.

Humans are different from their wolves. Humans will change after a few years. I don't know what the annoying cubs will look like in a few years.

Definitely more annoying than it is now.

No matter what he does, they just met each other anyway.

After taking off his clothes, Que An threw the naked son onto his back.

The cub was also happily rolling on his back.

Not long after rolling, a strange sound came from the back.

"Pfft-"

"Puff puff puff—"

An indescribable smell floated into Que An's nose.

Que An turned his head stiffly.

A large pool of yellow unknown matter was flowing silently on his back.

The instigator blinked at Que An with kind and innocent eyes, completely unaware of the magnitude of the crime he had committed.