Wilderness Survival (35)

Looking at the little flower vine sitting next to An Tiantian, humming and gnawing on chicken legs, and then looking at the simple pitcher plant, Mo Chen's eyes were full of calculations.

Let's not discuss whether to take turns to keep vigil, in any case, when it is his turn to watch at night, he is bound to find a good opportunity to take a good look at Tianbao's soft sleeping face.

It wasn't a hassle to sneak into Sweet Treasure's tent, but the trouble was that this little broken flower was a bit of an eyesore, and he remembered that this little broken flower had always slept with Sweet Treasure.

The alien plant seems to be very sensitive to the breath of orcs by nature, and he will definitely be detected by this broken flower if he sneaks in, and it will not be good to alarm the sweet Poke at that time, so he has to find an opportunity at night to spend this little broken flower.

This beast-eating herb clearly likes this little broken flower, and it happens to be an excellent candidate to spend this little broken flower.

He will talk to this beastivorous grass later, and secretly help one or two to complete this pair of flowers and plants, and make a pair of two light bulbs, which just solves all the troubles, so that there will be no flowers to rob the little girl with him.

One wolf and one grass, each with its own thoughts.

The dinner ended quickly, An Tiantian's appetite was small, and after eating a few pieces of chicken wings and fruit, her little belly was already round and round, and Xiaohua Teng ate all the chicken legs and chicken bones, and she also ate them on the ground, and she didn't want to move.

The rest of the chicken was divided by Mo Chen, and there were still little pigs and pigs in vain, and there was no residue left. Of course, the orcs have a huge appetite, and such a little leftover called flower chicken cannot meet their daily needs.

Mo Chen and Bai Bai swallowed a nutritious capsule after dinner to replenish their energy.

Seeing that Mo Chen swallowed the "capsule" as he planned, Nepenthes couldn't help but straighten his little belly happily, and his mind began to imagine wildly the picture of beating the wolf cub.

"Little Piggy, what are you laughing at?" An Tiantian looked at the nepenthes that was laughing a little crazy, a little strange.

"It's nothing, Britney, you leave him alone, he always likes to giggle." The small flower vine gave the pitcher plant a roll of the eyes.

She's used to it, her little brother, she smirks when she dislikes her, smirls when she scolds her, and smirks when she beats her violently, even when he rolls his eyes now, he can be happy.

An Tiantian thought about it and felt that what Xiaohuateng said was very reasonable, as if when she just brought Little Piggy back, the smile on Little Piggy's face never stopped, silly and silly.

It's a shame that when she saw Little Piggy for the first time, she was so frightened by Little Piggy's smile that her legs were weak, and she had to rely on Mousse to hold her and escape.

Why didn't I find out at the time, the little pig just looked terrible, but it was actually a simple grass.

Thinking of the scene of the first meeting between the botanical garden and the pitcher plant, An Tiantian couldn't help laughing, but then she became sad again.

I really don't know how the little brother and the second brother of Mousse are doing now, whether they have found each other, and when they will meet each other.

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"Eh, it hurts, it hurts! Devil wolf, what are you dragging me for, you let go, let go of me! Let me go! ”

A bunch of flowers burst out, interrupting An Tiantian's thoughts, and when he looked up, he saw that Mo Chen directly emptied the struggling pitcher plant, as if he wanted to take it to the jungle.

"Brother Chen, what are you doing with Little Piggy?" An Tiantian didn't understand the flower language of pitcher plants, but she felt that the voice was very harsh, and she asked like killing a pig.

It's not that she's afraid that Mo Chen will really kill pigs.

Phew, kill the grass.

She was worried that Xiaohuahua wanted to move after dinner, and she couldn't find the professional "sparring" of Little Piggy for a while, and the fruit trees would suffer later.