Ancient elf as husband

"By the way, isn't she an elf? Why can't she fly?"

"I'm more curious about what kind of plants she can control. Her male elf is so powerful and domineering, she must be good at it."

"Do you think it's possible? She looks so petite."

The patriarch slapped a person on the head who was leaning in to chat, "What are you talking about? It's not our turn to talk to others. Come on, people must be able to live there before dark."

The man touched his head in frustration and said, "Yes, patriarch."

This is a common doubt, and I believe it will be answered one by one in the days to come.

Seeing the white snow over there heading here, they immediately fell silent and pretended to be serious about repairing the house.

The house has been renovated, with new porcelain tiles installed, and the moss on the stone walls scraped off and filled with new mud.

When Jian Yan was invited to move in, she was surprised to see such a brand-new house.

Can she say that this is tearing down the old and rebuilding again? Her original intention was to let them fix the loopholes a little bit.

Fortunately, the simple, damp, rotten wooden door was dismantled and replaced with a new one.

The patriarch opened the door and showed her the panoramic view inside, "What do you think?"

Because it was damp and she was afraid of getting cold, the walls were covered with animal skins. When she opened it, she saw that there was a layer of leaves inside, and the furry surroundings made her feel very warm.

Looking at the bed again, the good guy was covering her up in layers for fear of not being able to cover her.

This is probably the most luxurious house in the entire tribe. Even the one I saw just now when I went to the clan leader's house was not that dungy.

Jian Yan nodded, "It's a bit exaggerated, but I like it very much, thank you."

The clan leader chuckled and said, "As long as you like, it's almost dinner time. You can rest here first and I'll inform them."

Maybe it was too remote, and I was afraid that the food would get cold when it was moved in front of her.

The patriarch thought about it and decided to get a barbecue grill in front of her house.

They did what they said, and early the next morning a group of them came to her door in an aggressive manner to burn the stove.

Jian Yan was awakened by the movement outside, opened the door and saw this messy scene in the wind.

She opened the door and drew everyone's attention to her.

The muddy man with his back to him turned around and apologized, "I woke you up, let's keep it down."

Jian Yan's dazed mind cleared up for a moment, "Ah, it's okay..."

She stretched, yawned and combed her slightly messy hair.

She felt a little missed without a man hugging her to sleep, but it didn't affect her sleeping comfortably.

The animal skin was soft and plush, softer and more comfortable than vines to sleep on, so she decided to get a few and put them in her bag.

The barbecue was quickly delivered by Oscar and the others. They ate barbecue for several consecutive meals. Looking at the same taste from beginning to end, Jian Yan felt tired in her heart and stomach.

Grab a piece of meat that still bursts with juice when squeezed.

"It's really strange. Why don't I get tired of eating fruits, but I get tired of eating meat? Is it because of the oil?"

Jian Yan thought it was a problem with the power of elves. Just like Molix didn't eat meat, maybe plants were resistant to meat. She wore clothes woven with the power of elves and also contracted this strange habit.

However, Jian Yan prefers that she is tired of eating it. The taste of the barbecue is not enough to attract her taste buds.

correct.

Jian Yan thought of something, took out a bottle of chili sauce from the backpack she was carrying, unscrewed the lid, and the nostalgic fragrance hit her face.

There were no chopsticks here, so she was at a loss and simply dipped the meat in it.

The meat was covered in dark sauce, and when she put it in her mouth, it was so delicious that she wanted to eat it on her tongue.

Sure enough, you will never get tired of the ancestral sauce.