Wen Cha was surprised.

I didn't expect the young man to be so courageous.

Bichon reached out from behind his back and handed it to her, and he spread it out, and in his palm, lay quietly a black camellia stained with dew.

He's going to give it to her.

"This flower was picked in the mountains just now, it is the best one to bloom, I know you like flowers, and you also have a tea word in your name, it matches you very well."

Warm tea: "...... Thank you ......."

Seeing her face without much expression, Bichon thought she was too shy, and continued: "If you like it, I'll give it to you."

This is already Chiguoguo's confession.

Wen Cha said that he couldn't stand it.

She took a step back, avoiding Bichon's burning gaze, and waved her hand: "That...... Actually, I ...... "not very acceptable......

Bichon seemed to realize something, and interrupted her: "I know that I am a little abrupt now, but the patriarch said that you are not married, and there is no one you like now, I like you a lot, I have expressed it to you before, although you rejected me, but I still want to try, can you consider me?"

Wen Cha: "I'm sorry."

Bichon: Why is it so difficult to confess to ......?

Wen Cha: "You are very good, you have helped me, I am grateful to you, I also like camellias, but, I ...... I've ...... There was a more favourite flower ......"

Alas?

Bichon was startled, "But the patriarch said you didn't have it." ”

"That...... I don't know who sent it, but I like it. ”

Bichon: A flower tricked you away, that's not a reason for you to reject me!

Throw the flower fury!

"You don't know who he is?" Bichon's brain circuitry was quickly snuck off by something else, "You don't know who he is?" What do you like about him? Don't you seem stupid? ”

Wen Cha: "......" to tell you the truth, I also feel that the excuse I rejected is like a mental retard.

Bichon: "You take me to your house to have a look, I will know who sent it as soon as I smell it, and I will help you find out this coward!"

Wen Cha's eyes widened: "Really?"

"It's true!"

"Good ......"

Wencha took the Bichon back to the house, and Ed, who had not yet gone out, saw the two happy looks, and thought it was done, so he rubbed his palms and walked out of the house, about to ask.

Wen Cha: "I'll take him to see the flowers under the window."

Bichon: "Don't worry, patriarch, I will definitely help Fucha find the culprit!"

Ed: "............" said that the hand-holding was successful?!!

Seeing the unbridled red camellia still blooming under the window, and then looking at the stamens that were about to be old in his hand, Bichon was not happy, and he really wanted to mention the flowers and put them away.

But he couldn't help it, circled around the living flower a few times, looked at it and sniffed it for a long time, and asked Wen Cha, "When was this flower planted?"

Wen Cha remembers clearly, "About half a month ago." ”

Bichon: "......" good guy, he hasn't stopped cooking for half a month!

"The varieties of these flowers are different."

"What's different?"

Bichon furrowed his brows and said, "It's like a flower unique to our north, or even a little farther away, although it blooms for the same time as this place, but the flowering period is very long."

That's why, after so long, the flower hasn't withered.

"And can you find out who it is?"

Bichon's face turned red for a moment, "The residual breath on the flower branch is very light, it doesn't look like your own people in the clan, if this person is still in the tribe, find him and have a chance, if he is not in the ......" is simply a scumbag behavior!

Wen Cha didn't care about this, she stopped, "If you can't find it, forget it, it's fun to keep it." ”

Bichon: "This kind of person who runs away after planting flowers is really despicable, Fucha, you don't have to care about it, you can still choose your favorite partner."

He stared at the girl, his brown eyes seemed to be able to speak, and he kept saying "choose me, choose me, choose me!"

Wen Cha: "......" The upright boy hadn't noticed her euphemistic refusal......

"I'm sorry."

She said those two words again and again, looked up and said to him, "Actually, I want to find someone who likes me, and I like too."

Bichon knew what she meant, and she meant that she meant to be in love......

He sniffed, "So, don't you like me?"

"I'm sorry."

Wen Cha lowered her head and twisted her fingers, and whispered, "We are not suitable."

"What's wrong?"

"That's it...... It doesn't feel right. ”

Bichon: "......"

"Feelings can be found slowly, we can get used to each other first, maybe we can feel when we get used to it."

"No, it won't." Wen Cha said firmly: "I'm different from you."

Without emotion-based adaptation, she couldn't be interested.

Bichon was aggrieved: "Do you still like Grona's soul?!"

Wen Cha: Who gave you such an illusion in the "......"?

"Then why don't you think about me?"

"I don't think about you because I don't want to delay each other's time, we should all find someone who is really suitable for us."

Instead of consuming each other and killing time for things that have no results.

Bichon: What if you can't say a word of "......", and you still want to hit someone?

Wen Cha: "Let's go back, there is a warrior competition in the afternoon, you can go back and prepare."

Bichon: "............" So, he didn't have a chance at all???

Wen Cha's face did not change: "When the time comes, you come down, and I will introduce you to the most beautiful girl in the clan."

Bichon snorted and said, "No matter how good a girl is, she is not as good as you."

"You can't say that." Wen Cha skipped the shadows of the girls in his mind, and really found one that cultivated both inside and outside: "You'll know when the time comes."

Bichon didn't say anything more, took the flower he had already hawed up, and turned his head angrily and left.

Ed, who had listened to the corner of the wall for a long time outside the house, walked into the house with hatred that iron could not be made of steel, and glared at Wen Cha, "Such a good opportunity, why don't you know how to grasp it?" ”

Bichon, what a good person!

Wen Cha: "Their home is too far away, in the north, I want to marry him, and I don't expect to see you for a year and a half, I'm not satisfied."

Ed slapped his head, came back to his senses, but unfortunately was not sad, and sighed: "Fortunately, I didn't make it with him!" Let's find one close to it! ”

Warm tea: "......"

In the afternoon, the competition between the warriors of the tribe began.

Every year, seven tribes gather together, and each tribe sends six of the most warlike warriors, a total of forty-two orcs, divided into two groups, for one-on-one, round by round of elimination, and finally among the two strongest warriors, the title of the strongest warrior of the seven tribes is decided.

Whoever is the first warrior will be in the tribe for the next year's tribal gathering, this is the rule established earlier.

The game is very intense, the orcs in the gladiatorial arena, first in the human form of flexible fighting, and then provoke each other, will change into the shape of the beast, the beast form has wolves and bears, there are tigers and cheetahs, etc., fighting, ferocious and arrogant, can simply scare children.

In the Sky Wolf Tribe, the originally scheduled Gro did not show up, and Ed changed his position to Aka, who could not be compared with Gro, but no one was surprised.

Gro was blinded by lard, how could he have played such a virtuous hand with a good card in his hand, who said that there is no fearless side with a knife?

If he comes to his senses one day, I'm afraid he will regret his choice too.

The Bichon on the field behaved very bravely this time, his heart was like kicking a fire, and the ferocity was a bit miserable, and he gave the opponent who was a little afraid on weekdays to the second in a few clicks, and the people of the Greedy Bear Clan were surprised for a moment and cheered.

Bichon really gave the tribe a long face this time!

When it was a little later, only six sweaty orcs were left standing silently in the gladiatorial arena.

In addition to Bichon, the rest of the people from the other tribes are Varian and Rem, who spoke for Wencha that day.

What surprised Wen Cha the most was that Aka, who had always been thought to be young and vigorous, was also among them.

Noticing Wen Cha's gaze, Aka looked back and smiled, his face under the sweat was very resolute.

"Over the years, Gro's attitude in the tribe has become more and more arrogant, and I always have a premonition that he will abandon the tribe," Ed explained softly, "Not long ago, after he and you quit their marriage, I completely gave up, and began to cultivate Acre single-handedly."

"Aka is a good seedling, with no less talent than Gro, in the past few months, he has grown up very quickly, and over time, he will be even better than Gro.

Wen Cha made a cheering gesture to Aka, Aka was a little excited, in order to prove himself to Wen Cha, after the game began, it was like fighting chicken blood, and it was inseparable from the opponent.

Ed apparently likes Acre too.

He sighed: "Aka is honest, dedicated, and responsible, and is a good boy."

Wen Cha nodded.

He said, "Daddy used to be too blind like you."

I always felt that the best orc in the tribe was Gro, and everything had to revolve around Gro, and no one else could compare with him, so that he ignored too many more important things.

"Thankfully, it's still too late."