Ancient elf as husband

His sweet dream could not last long, but Vasi cruelly broke it.

Vasi wilted and said feebly: "It seems that Lai Lang asked Sheila and Feifei to accompany this little female. She went to Santa to play but was rejected, so she angrily shouted to find her partner, and then attracted Lai Lang. .”

I don’t know if what he said is right, but everyone is spreading this sentence, and that’s probably what it means.

The angrily shouting that she was looking for her mate almost scared the clan leader to the point of collapse.

The wounds on his body were still aching, and the man's vines had knocked him out of his wits this morning.

The patriarch grabbed Vasi's shoulders nervously, "Did she go and say it?!"

Vasi was so dizzy by him that he said, "Definitely not. Lai Lang came and asked Feifeixila to take her to play, and she has been playing until now."

The patriarch raised his voice and felt relieved, "That's good, that's good."

It seems that he didn't speak clearly enough today. The patriarch's face was cold and stern, "Go and call Sangta and Lugama Zhuoyue to me, and pass on the order: no meat for three days!"

The poor three Santa sisters thought they had escaped, but they didn't expect that they could escape the first grade of junior high school but not the fifteenth grade.

Feifei is a very gentle girl, more shy like a little girl, but surprisingly she gets along well with Jian Yan.

"You are very similar to the elves in the rumors. You are not scary at all."

The peaceful and kind elves in the rumors were broken by Molix, but they were regained by her after they were confused and redefined.

Jian Yan shrugged, "Really, maybe."

As long as someone has good intentions towards her, how could she possibly do evil to others?

Her eyes passed over the bricks and tiles in the house. They were pure and simple stones, plus large pieces of unevenly burned porcelain tiles. The room was only about thirty or forty square meters.

This is Feifei's home. There is a cluster of chrysanthemums in full bloom at the door. The inside is kept fairly clean. It can be considered simple and neat here.

Back home, Feifei walked a little briskly, went in and took out a half-sewn piece of animal skin and continued to embroider.

Jian Yan was not angry that she was neglecting her. She was observing the room here, her eyes fixed on the plush floor in the corner with a quilt on it, which looked like it should be a bed.

It turns out there are no beds here, so we just lay down animal skins on the ground to sleep.

Won't it be damp?

So far, she was quite satisfied. Living up and down Molix's treehouse was too much trouble, so she decided to sleep in a tribe's house.

"Feifei, do you still have an empty room here?"

"what?"

Feifei raised her head and said, "Of course, our ancestors built many houses, but the good houses were selected, and the ones that were left were all in remote places."

Feifei understood the meaning of her words, "What's wrong, do you want a room of your own?"

Jian Yan didn't hide it, "Yes, Molix is ​​not here. It's troublesome for me to live in the tree house. Can I ask you for a room?"

"Of course. You are a distinguished guest of our clan. You can choose a house you like to stay in. The clan leader will agree."

All the good houses that we talked about have been picked out, how can we still let her choose a house that she likes?

Isn't that a subtext that the original owner gave up?

Jian Yan refused without hesitation, "No, can you take me to see the empty house?"

Feifei lowered her lips, as if confused by her decision, "You want to see the empty houses? But those are rough places on the edge of the tribe where no one wants to live. Do you really want them?"

"How will you know if you don't go and see? I want to be quiet."

She insisted, and Feifei had nothing to say, "Okay then."