A strange aroma permeated the air, like an orchid and musk, and the smell made people feel excited, and the body became hot. An Su, www.biquge.info the pen "Fun" Pavilion, frowned, she didn't like this feeling.

In the dense sound of drums and trumpets, a loud and uniform shout suddenly sounded, like thunder out of thin air. Ansu looked in the direction where the voice came from, and a group of costumed males Amandra were dancing and approaching. They are all painted with various patterns, wearing red grass skirts, and some of their heads are decorated with feathers, flowers, twigs and even animal skulls. The movements of their dances are different, but they have the same characteristic, which is to show off their masculine charm as much as possible. Straighten their hips and slap their bodies, letting out a beastly roar, and the grass skirt continues to sound under their violent movements, like another accompaniment.

The male Ammanra dances around a burning bonfire to show himself while casting a fiery look at the female Amandra of his choice. The females did not shy away from it, boldly looking at the males with a judgmental gaze, while also whispering to their companions about which male was the strongest and most attractive.

Vulcan is so popular among the people of Amara, on the one hand, it is to worship the god of fire and pray for blessings, and on the other hand, it is indeed to find a suitable partner. To put it bluntly, it's a large-scale blind date. The males reveal themselves and are chosen by the females. When the female picks it, she puts a wreath around her neck for the male. The same male may be favored by more than one female, and males can marry more than one female. If both parties are not satisfied with their lives, they can find a new partner at the next Vulcan Festival. The Amanrans are more liberal in sex and less interested in blood relations. But of course, every strong male wants the female to have offspring that has his bloodline remaining. But there are still too few females of childbearing age in the tribe. Sexual freedom is also for the growth of the community.

"Why, don't you go down and show yourself?" Chief Samba smiled and glanced at Simon, "Maybe it will attract a beautiful female." ”

Simon glanced at the colorful females, with large garlands around their necks and various colored ropes or flowers tied to their tails, whether they were looking good or not, whether they were in shape or not, and he silently looked away. What he likes is a tall beauty with big breasts and a thin waist, white skin and beautiful appearance, but he doesn't talk about xxoo between ****.

was about to open his mouth to shirk, but An Su directly refused for him.

"He doesn't like females."

It's clean and clean, and it's not muddy.

Simon petrified, the smile on Chief Samba's face stiffened, and there was a moment of dead silence around him. The male Ammanra quietly moved back, only the old wizard staring at Simon with a gloomy face.

"Huh." Chief Samba laughed dryly and cut off a few pieces of freshly roasted meat, "If you don't go, forget it, eat meat and eat meat." ”

Simon bowed his head and said aggrievedly in Ansu's ear: "Captain, when will I ......?"

Ansu shoved a piece of meat into his mouth, blocking the rest of his words.

"That's it for all."

Simon chewed the barbecue and glanced around, fortunately there were no other humans there, otherwise the captain's words would have gotten out, how could there be a girl in the future?

As Taimo danced himself, he kept a close eye on Ansu's side, of course, he didn't miss Simon's whispering in Ansu's ear, and his eyes almost burst into flames. How can that ugly big guy be good for himself?

Today, Temo is dressed up in the most grandiose way. In addition to wearing a traditional straw skirt, he also wore a leopard skin around his waist, which he hunted alone, and the skin could be left after the meat was handed in. It was a symbol of his bravery. Although Taimo is not the largest of the males, this piece of skin does give him a lot of points. Taimo also wore strings of sparkling stone necklaces around his neck, glittering in the sunlight. His head was covered with ostrich feathers dyed red, and in the midst of the trembling, it was like a raging fire. Naturally, this also attracts the eyes of some females.

"Taimo is probably going to open meat this year." A male Ammanra man smiled ambiguously.

"Haha, my eyes are on fire. Definitely, definitely. The other Amanra touched his chin and nodded.

The sound of drums and trumpets suddenly stopped, and the female Amanda giggled and shoved towards the male, took off the garland around her neck, hung it on the neck of the male she liked, and boldly gave her a hot kiss. The young lads waited with their eyes open, and the eyes of the females were smiling, and the corners of their mouths were grinning to the roots of their ears. I haven't gotten the envy of the eyes, but I also happily bless them.

"When you see a male you like, you can give him a garland." Chief Samba pointed to the garland around Ansu's neck, rolled his eyes, and smiled, "It seems that someone can't wait." ”

Tymo's confidence grew after accepting the two females' garlands, and he finally couldn't help but make his way through the crowd and came to Ansu, looking at her expectantly.

Ansu listened to Chief Samba's words and happened to take off the garland and hold it in her hand, how could Temo not understand the reason when he looked at her so hotly? After thinking about it for a moment, he hung the wreath around Simon's neck.

Simon only felt that there was a necklace around his neck, and quickly ripped off the wreath and stuffed it back into Ansu's hand. Knowing the meaning of giving a wreath, how dare he accept it? If Lynn knew about it, he wouldn't know if he dragged it into the lab one day. Everyone knows that Lynn likes Ansu, but one of the parties is missing a string, and Lynn explicitly hints that he will not be open.

Even though Simon gave the wreath back to Ansu, Taimo blushed. How dare you refuse the goddess he has been dreaming of? It's unforgivable.

Taimo took a step forward, the flamboyant feathers on his head shaking violently.

"I'm going to duel you." He said.

Simon was stunned for a moment, duel? Why? Could it be—he glanced at Ansu, it seemed that the captain's charm had spread throughout the galaxy, and Lynn no longer had to stare at the four of them.

"If there is a dispute, it will be resolved by a duel, and the one who wins will win the heart of the female." Chief Samba said with a smile, opening his mouth to eat the fruit handed by one of his wives.

Ansu swept the Amarans who were on a blind date, and several of them had already started fighting, and the one who won could take the female away, and the one who lost lost the chance to mate this time.

"Doesn't have to?" Simon looked at Ansu like a distress call, afraid that he would accidentally pinch his opponent to death.

An Su frowned slightly, and said to Chief Samba, "There is no need for a duel. She was worried that Simon would suddenly transform.

Chief Samba slowly put away his smile: "When a warrior proposes a duel, it must be accepted. It's about the honor of the warriors. ”

Chief Samba's cold and hard tone could not be refused, and Ansu was silent for a moment, turned to Simon, and said lightly, "Fight quickly." (To be continued.) )