Ancient elf as husband

Molix said, seeing him lowering his head and being distracted, the corners of his lips that were raised in excitement dropped, and anger burst into his eyes, "Do you understand?"

The patriarch came back to his senses and said, "Understood."

Molix's eyes flickered, "Very good, I hope you and your people can keep your promise. She is weak and gentle and needs careful care. I will keep my eyes on you. If you dare to neglect my little female...!"

"I will come back to accompany her from time to time. If I know that she has been wronged in any way here, your humble lives are not worth one of her fingers. Do you understand? I hope you can harm others without benefiting yourself, so you can handle it more clearly."

"Yes, absolutely not."

The patriarch nodded wildly.

Isn't it just taking care of a little female? It's just more troublesome and requires more tricks, but it doesn't have much impact, right?

Molix glanced at him condescendingly, saying that he had finished speaking today, "Okay, go and send someone to take out all the leftovers she ate yesterday."

After taking a few steps, his green eyes moved to the corners of his eyes, "If you perform well, you will definitely be rewarded."

Molix had already turned around and had no idea what the people behind him were doing.

The direction of his slow flight was not Jian Yan's home, and the power of the elf in his jointed hands was swirling and tumbling.

The little pet has an impressive appetite. One bison here is enough for her to eat for half a year.

However, after the bison dies, the meat becomes stale and becomes inedible after five days. He can't give her that smelly meat. What if something goes wrong with it?

A certain man's inner plan disappears into his body, and the vine branches turn into eyes.

At the same time, Jian Yan was woken up.

She didn't sleep well in the wild. She vaguely heard rustling sounds. She turned over and touched the ground and suddenly woke up.

"Why did you take so many bites? Are you dissing our tribe's food?"

“Oh my god, there’s so much meat left!”

The man's low voice showed that he was heartbroken, and he strongly condemned the evil leader for such a wasteful use of natural resources.

"Shh, there's an adult sleeping up there, please keep your voice down!"

Jian Yan has climbed out, and the tribal savages below are holding steaming food in their hands, and are helpless in front of the table full of seemingly untouched dishes.

The people below didn't notice that she had come out, and they were clearing the table with a look of pain on their faces.

"Put this on the fire for a while and it should regain its caramel aroma."

"If you don't want to live, Honani, you dare to take the things belonging to those two elves without permission!"

The man named Honani was obviously a foodie. He stared at the meat on the table with watery eyes, "Do you really want to throw it away? What a pity..."

"..."

"Uh...if you want to eat, just take it and eat it."

Everyone was shocked and raised their heads suddenly.

I saw that the woman who was still sleeping in the tree house had already poked her head out, her hair a little messy and beautiful, like a lazy yawning kitten, holding her head and tilting her head to look at them.

Jian Yan does not have the power of Molix, and the men in the tribe are not as afraid of her as they are of Molix.

Honani shrank her neck, looking at her soft and beautiful face, she didn't seem that intimidating.

He looked at the roasted whole lamb, whose aroma he could still capture even after it had cooled down, and tentatively said, "Really?"

Jian Yan touched her nose and said, "Of course, as long as you don't mind me eating a little."

Actually, it doesn't matter. She tore off one leg of the roasted whole lamb and didn't even finish chewing it. The rest was not touched at all.