Today, the hostess, has she lost her studies?

Chapter 1133 Beast World (32)

There was a grunt in her stomach, she seemed to be hungry too.
She didn't even blink her eyes, staring at the fresh and tender meat with longing eyes, she almost wrote the words "I want to eat too" on her face.

A wolf cub wandered up to her feet and looked at her curiously.

But soon, the little wolf turned and ran away again.

Because, a wolf as tall as a mountain appeared in front of the elf.

It blocked the sun, and the shadows that fell fell over her.

The beautiful hair is fluffy and soft, and the broad soles are as big as hard stones.

"." The elf withdrew his gaze and looked up at it blankly, "What's wrong? Mussel."

She raised her head, her face was fair and her hair was slender.

The pale yellow sika deer spotted skirt on her body was neither too big nor too small, and the size was just right for her petite body.

Her beautiful and clear green pupils reflected its appearance, as if it could also reflect the warm light of the sun, with pure colors.

Silver Wolf looked at her quietly, still as cold as usual, no different from before.

The little girl looked over suspiciously, it slowly raised its front paw, and its thick paws touched her small head.

".?"

It asked softly, "Do you want to eat tiger meat?"

The little girl was taken aback.

"Don't forget it."

It withdrew its front paw and spoke flatly.

She blinked and realized: "Yes!"

Her eyes lit up slightly, she stood up immediately, and hugged one of its forelimbs: "I want it! I want to eat it! Would you like to share some with me?"

Silver Wolf didn't speak, and slowly went uphill.

She followed immediately, smiling, grabbed a handful of its fur, and followed it up.

"Museel, thank you! You are so kind! I think I will repay you later!"

She is always so cheerful.

But, it turns out—

Food is still different between elves and wolves.

Wolves can eat raw meat, or even carrion, whatever they want.

But elves are different.

The elves are delicate and expensive, and they are particularly delicate. When eating fruits, they must be picked in the morning, and they must be the freshest ones, otherwise they will have diarrhea.

As for eating meat, it is natural to eat roasted meat, otherwise, the elves will still have diarrhea.

So, the little elf obediently sat on the stone, hugged her legs, and carefully looked at the face of the man in front of her.

In the dark and cool cave, there was a fire, and the fire was bright.

The man is slender and has a wheat complexion.

His facial features are clear and deep, his brows are indifferent, and his long, curly silver hair hangs down his shoulders.

He lit the fire without saying a word.

He added firewood, and fiddled with the dry wood that was not burned underneath with a wooden stick.

The flames burned passionately, making tiny crackling sounds in the silent cave.

From time to time, excited wolves barking could be heard outside the cave, making it even more quiet inside, so quiet that the little girl didn't dare to say a word.

The man cuts the large chunks of meat with sharp stones, inserts them into thin wooden branches, and then puts them on the rack, flipping and roasting them constantly.

Soon, the hot flames roasted the meat out of oil.

The fragrant oil is sizzling from the meat, and there is a burnt burnt skin on the bottom layer.

The little girl stared intently, watching the man take off the roasted meat, put it on the clean leaves, and tear it into small pieces.

The golden grilled and fragrant tiger meat was immediately handed to her.

She bent her eyes and took it carefully, "Thank you Mussel~"

"Museel, you are such a good wolf~"

(End of this chapter)