My name is Ellie, and I am the daughter of a small tribal chief. Because I was naturally delicate, soft-skinned, and sweet-looking compared to other tribal girls, I was nicknamed by others.

Her name is the daughter of the sea.

It is true that our tribe lives by the sea, and the people are in contact with the water in the sea all day long, connecting everything they have with it.

As the daughter of a tribal chief, it would have been no surprise that I would have found a place in this sea, lived a life of water and draught, and then found an honest and honest husband, who had children and was thrifty and thrifty.

But God has sent disaster to me, the story has yet to begin at the beginning, since I was born, I have been weak and sickly since I was born, at first it was just a minor illness, the adults in the family did not take it seriously, but then it evolved more and more serious, until finally I was bedridden for many years, and my father was also sad with gray hair, and ran around to find a doctor for me, but it was never fruitful.

I also wanted to persuade my father not to waste any more time on me, and I didn't want to drink those bitter pills.

It is conceivable that the father categorically refused, without too many words, without too much rhetoric, he just expressed everything with his actions,

When I think back to my father, he has always given me the feeling of broad shoulders and a heart that can accommodate everything.

He tolerated his wife leaving him because of his incompetence. He tolerated his hard work for the tribe and was dismissed by others. He tolerated his sworn enemy, sneered at himself every day, and even turned his wife into another wife, but I heard that the vain woman didn't seem to be doing well over there. In the end, he also tolerated decades of nurturing and care, and never complained about being a burden to me.

He gives people the impression of tolerance, the kind of broad-mindedness that seems to be able to accommodate everything,

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My name is Wu Lang, I am the chief of a small tribe, and I inherited the position of chief from my father, although I do not have any outstanding talents in governing the people's livelihood, but I still try to do everything well in order to be recognized by the people.

Later, when I reached the age of starting a family, it was only natural that at a tribal bonfire, I met a beautiful girl.

On that day, I had just stepped down from the stage after the ceremony, and I didn't realize that there were people in front of me because I was thinking about so many things. Suddenly, only to hear an oops, a somewhat thin girl lay on her side on the ground, her mouth still holding * from time to time.

I didn't have time to think about it at the time, so I hurriedly stepped forward to check on the injuries and tried to help the girl up.

The girl seemed to be so badly injured that she couldn't straighten up at all, which made me so anxious that I quickly bent down late and tried to pick her up so that I could take her to the doctor, and the girl also put her arm around my neck very cooperatively, and told me that she was okay and that there was no need to worry.

Smelling the smell of the opposite sex coming from her body, a certain string in my heart seemed to be plucked.

She guided me to send her to her house, in front of which was a small thatched house with only one bedroom, and then I also called the doctor in the tribe, although our doctor here does not have a good way to deal with the usual fever and cold, but he is still very experienced in some external injuries, after all, the tribe goes out to fish, drives away the beasts in the nearby jungle, many small bumps are always inevitable, and the tribe has found some cures after a long time of accumulation.

Put the girl on the bed, suddenly she said that her chest was a little tight, out of breath, I saw that she was short of breath, pale, not to lie, but what can I do about this situation, the doctor also said that he could not do anything, and then said to try to add some herbs to replenish qi and blood to see what effect it can have.

After the doctor left, I was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot, walking back and forth in the room.

At this time, there was a crisp sound of "Ding Lang" on the side of the bed, and it turned out that the girl accidentally knocked over the water cup on the table, only to see her hands supporting her body, sweating profusely, and her breathing was even more hurried and abnormal.

I walked over and panicked, I didn't know what to do, suddenly the girl raised her arm and grabbed my hand, and pressed it her chest, I was amazed that a wounded woman still had so much strength, but in the face of that pair, although the owner's thin and somewhat stunted breasts, the touch of the hand not only made me blush.

The little hand drove my big hand to press the top, but at this time the girl's breathing was magically soothed, I thought it was my own pressing, and I took the initiative to fold my hands on the top, and continued to perform cardiopulmonary resuscitation for her, and the girl's breathing slowly calmed down.

Seeing that she calmed down, I just wanted to take my hand away, but I saw her gasp a few times in a row, and I was so frightened that I hurriedly continued to press.

I don't know how long it took, but a faint scent came from the tip of my nose, and I felt a little hot and dry all over my body. Maybe I drank alcohol before, and as soon as I relaxed, I was a little confused, my eyelids became heavier and heavier, and my spirit became more and more sluggish, and finally I couldn't support it and lost consciousness.

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The next day, I woke up and the sun was shining into the room, and I was holding my aching head before I could recover from it, and the only thing I looked around the room was a pot of purple withered epiphany next to the bed.

It seemed that I heard movement in the house, and there was footsteps outside, and as soon as I entered the door, I found that the person in front of me was the girl from last night. I saw that she was still holding the breakfast in her hand, and she approached and smiled at me.

It was only after me that this was the girl's home, and that I had slept with her in her boudoir last night, and that I had already done what I needed to do and what I didn't do. The girl smiled shyly and called me husband.

I'm a husband? I haven't come to my senses yet.

Later, Ellie was born, and her birth brought me great joy, and I loved her and loved this home.

Later, Ellie's mother always quarreled with me because of the firewood, rice, oil and salt in daily life, and I didn't know why her personality became like this, until she finally left me, left this home, and went to the arms of other men, and then I realized that her heart no longer belonged to me.

But luckily I have Ellie, the elf who brings me joy every day, and Dad swears that he will cure you, definitely.