Chapter 18: A Lie Requires Countless Lies to Cover Up

“You saved me again.”

Fei Li smiled and was about to say it was no problem when Luo Sang’s cold voice came again, “Stay away from Yin Lang next time. He’s not a good person.”

He pouted and didn’t dare to argue.

Looking at the fish swimming in the river, his mouth watered with hunger.

After this incident, he no longer dared to catch fish and bring them back to the tribe.

When it came to eating or staying safe, he chose staying safe.

Once Luo Sang’s eyes were no longer in serious pain, he got up to return to the tribe.

After walking a few steps, seeing that Fei Li hadn’t caught up, Luo Sang turned back, grabbed him, and they headed back to the tribe together.

Back in the house, Fei Li’s stomach was growling with hunger.

Seeing that a piece of wild boar meat was still hanging on the wall, he took it down and started a fire to roast it.

The wild boar meat of the primitive tribe tasted much better than modern pork, especially after being roasted, with the fat sizzling and dripping, making it irresistible.

After it was done, he served it to Luo Sang first.

Luo Sang took the roasted meat with a cold expression and began to eat heartily.

Only after Luo Sang finished eating did Fei Li start to eat himself.

In the tribe, social hierarchy was important, and Luo Sang’s high status meant he was used to being served.

As night fell, Fei Li prepared a bed with some dry grass for Luo Sang.

Just as Luo Sang was about to lie down, he glanced at Fei Li.

His gaze lowered, slowly landing on Fei Li’s stomach.

Given how thin Fei Li was, his stomach had shown no change, leading Luo Sang to doubt the authenticity of the pregnancy.

Pulling Fei Li closer, Luo Sang’s eyes burned with concern. “How is your stomach?”

He worried about whether the herb he had mistakenly consumed, which had led to their earlier encounter, had harmed the baby in Fei Li’s womb.

Although this baby isn’t his own, since he has to be responsible for Fei Li, he cannot neglect the baby in Fei Li’s womb!

Following Luo Sang’s gaze, Fei Li placed his hand on his flat stomach.

Is the lie about to be exposed?

As a modern medical student, he knew very well that he wasn’t actually pregnant.

He had previously said so to avoid intimacy with Luo Sang.

But now, he actually saw a hint of desire in Luo Sang’s eyes.

“It’s—it’s nothing. I’m fine!” He averted his gaze, not daring to look into Luo Sang’s eyes.

“That’s good.”

As Luo Sang spoke, he wrapped Fei Li in his arms. His warm breath against Fei Li’s ear, making him feel ticklish.

Fei Li could feel Luo Sang’s rising body temperature, and the dangerous aura approaching him.

“What—what are you going to do?” he asked, his voice trembling.

“There are many people in our tribe who are pregnant. They can still mate after becoming pregnant, and I’ll be very careful.”

Luo Sang’s serious tone nearly made Fei Li choke on his own words.

Orcs are truly orcs. They are completely unreserved about such primitive bodily needs.

His chest felt like a small deer was running around inside it.

What to do?

Is he going to lose his virginity in such a place tonight?

He doesn’t want that! He refuses!

Thinking quickly, he spoke up, “I heard from our tribe leader that my body is different from others, especially when pregnant. If I have intimate relations, it could harm the other person’s body.”

“I’m not afraid,” Luo Sang said, undeterred.

“But I am.” After a pause, he added with a look of grievance, “The tribe leader also said that my body is special and requires extra care during pregnancy, otherwise, I might not survive. You wouldn’t want me to die, would you?”

He turned to Luo Sang, flashing a hesitant smile.