Falling into a warm embrace, the fox Jiaojiao was stunned for a while.

Her cheeks were against her broad, thick chest, and the hormonal breath peculiar to males lingered on the tip of her nose, making her heart pound like a deer.

Long Mo hugged the petite and soft female in his arms, raised his eyes and swept sharply towards the big tiger behind her.

The eerie eyes, as if the scythe of the god of death exuded a cold chill, and the big tiger only felt that a knife was on its neck, and suddenly shivered.

It consciously retreated fifty meters away.

This Longmo is also a little stingy.

Fox Jiaojiao thought that Long Mo would be like in the dog-blood TV series, and then do something, but after waiting for a long time, the other party just hugged her motionless.

"Long Mo, you, what's wrong with you......"

Feeling the heavy force coming from her shoulders, the fawn in Fox Jiaojiao's heart finally quieted down, and couldn't help but be a little worried, "Are you injured?" ”

Long Mo had just driven the big tiger away, and when he heard Fox Jiaojiao's question, the hand that was about to let go hugged it tighter, and nodded and said:

"Hmm."

Fox Jiaojiao suddenly became nervous, and her slender white hand groped on him, "Where are you injured, what about the medicine I gave you, are you useless?" ”

The beasts saw Long Mo walking away, and their eyes followed the past, because the surroundings were too noisy, they didn't hear what Fox Jiaojiao said, and only saw her "monkey anxious" up and down at Long Mo.

"......: "It turns out that the relationship between these two beasts is so good.

It's only been ten days since we were apart, and I can't wait.

The males looked at each other with envy, how nice it would be if they were the ones who were attacked by the fox......

Before Long Mo could answer, Fox Jiaojiao struggled out of his arms, grabbed his wrist and walked home.

She knew that males all wanted to save face, and Long Mo definitely wouldn't want everyone to know that he was injured.

"Let's go, go home first."

As he spoke, he turned to the patriarch not far away and bowed apologetically, "Patriarch, we are in a bit of a hurry, so let's go back first." ”

When she brought her partner home, the patriarch naturally would not object.

The patriarch smiled on his kind face, nodded, rubbed his chin with one hand, and smiled meaningfully.

Not bad, the relationship between the little couple is getting better and better......

Maybe next spring, the tribe will be able to add fresh blood.

The males were envious, jealous and hateful, staring at Long Mo's back one by one, eager to go over and replace him.

They really want to have something urgent......

It wasn't until the two of them disappeared from sight that the beasts withdrew their gaze.

The patriarch was full of relief, and after the joy, he asked Hu Qingshan and a few people to move the salt flowers to his house.

This time, he learned smartly, such an important material, directly built a warehouse near his house, put salt flowers in it, and sent orcs to guard it twenty-four hours a day.

And he didn't believe it!

He went to patrol four or five times a day, woke up and watched before going to bed, and there were still orcs who dared to make trouble under his nose.

A group of orcs happily transported the salt flowers to the warehouse next to the patriarch's house, but all the orcs who went to get the salt flowers were given a year's worth of salt flowers, and the other orcs were very blushing.

In the tribe, materials such as salt flowers that can be stored for a long time are publicly owned, and priority is given to females, who can only exchange a large number of other materials if they want.

The other orcs were only jealous.

No way!

They're going to work harder, too! Other orcs can do it, and so can they.

Stock up on supplies, find a mate, and give birth to cubs!

A flame rose in the hearts of the orcs, and the blood in their bodies was ignited and burned.

Orcs are extremely competitive, in the past, there was dragon ink at the bottom of the tribe, but now that dragon ink has risen, if they don't fight anymore, won't they be compared to dragon ink!

After leaving the patriarch's house, the orcs went out to hunt as if they had been beaten with blood.

……

The other side.

Fox Jiaojiao pulled Long Mo back home.

Pushing open the door, he pressed Long Mo on the mat and sat down, and began to rummage through the wooden box for medicine.

Long Mo was at the mercy of a giant puppet.

He looked down and looked at the hand that had been released by the fox Jiaojiao, and a trace of loss crossed his deep eyes.

Obviously, they lived in the most remote part of the tribe.

How did you come back today, so fast?

Soon, Hu Jiaojiao found out the hemostatic medicine and gold sore medicine, got up and walked to Long Mo's side.

"Where is the wound? Let me see. ”

As he spoke, he reached out to help Long Mo undress.

She hadn't seen the wound just now, it was probably covered by her clothes.

Fox Jiaojiao's attention was on the "wound", and she didn't realize that there was anything wrong with her movements.

Feeling the soft and cold fingers touching his skin, Long Mo's body stiffened, and a dry fire inexplicably surged up in his body, making his ears hot.

Seeing the delicate face of the fox Jiaojiao close at hand, he breathed sluggishly.

The female in front of her skin is like condensed fat, her eyes are like autumn water, her delicate face is full of the unique charm of the female of the fox tribe, but her phoenix eyes are clear and bright, and the worry in her eyes is overflowing.

Long Mo still remembered that he was not injured at all.

Very obediently, she took off her shirt.

"There are no wounds, Long Mo, where are your injuries?" Fox Jiaojiao checked around him, but found not a single wound.

There are only the hideous scars left before.

"Ahem."

Long Mo coughed lightly, met the fox Jiaojiao's questioning gaze, and looked down at the lower half of his body, which was still wearing a beast skin skirt.

It seems like...... I haven't finished checking it yet.

Fox Jiaojiao naturally didn't know what Long Mo was thinking at this time.

She was puzzled for two seconds, and suddenly frowned:

"Could it be an internal injury...... Hurt the bones, right? Long Mo, what do you feel uncomfortable with? ”

Long Mo was stared at by her wet eyes, reached out to pinch her slender wrist, and directly pressed her soft hand on her left chest.

Fox Jiaojiao only saw her own hand, and was forced to press on the bulging and hot ...... of Long Mo on the pectoral muscles.

“……！”

Her black pupils instantly turned into beasts, revealing her vertical pupils in shock.

This is the second time that Fox Jiaojiao has become a partial beast, obviously she didn't realize that her eyes had changed, and stared at her hands in a daze......

She, she! She ate Longmo's tofu!

Still forced!

Fox Jiaojiao's brain was blank, and her brain wanted to withdraw her hand, but her body was uncontrollable, so she stammered and asked:

"You—You're here...... No, uncomfortable, isn't it? ”

"Hmm."

A flame seemed to burn in the deep golden beast pupils of Long Mo, and the scorching gaze fell on the fox's delicate face.

The dull and deep voice, like an obscure and pleasant note, jumped into the fox Jiaojiao's ears word by word:

"Here, my heart is beating badly."