After traveling through ancient times, she became a wild woman

Chapter 1112 The perfect match in heaven and earth

When the second pot of foreign cakes was being served, Xiao Se brought out two plates.

She found Ye Feng and handed a plate of foreign cakes to Changsheng.

The other plate was delivered to Ye Feng, who held it and led him in another direction.

Changsheng was the first to stuff a piece of foreign cake to Ah Ri, and then shared the other foreign cakes with other tribesmen.

Ah Ri bit off half a piece and gave the other half to Chang Sheng. Both of them were smiling while eating.

Xiao Se handed the chopsticks to Ye Feng: "This is a foreign cake, try it."

Ye Feng hid his hands behind his back and leaned towards Xiao Se: "Feed me, my hands are dirty."

Xiao Se looked behind him. A man who only spoke with his mouth and did not work with his hands actually said that his hands were dirty?

That's all, just feed her, the clan leader is not afraid of the clan's jokes, so she has nothing to be ashamed of.

Xiao Se cut a piece of foreign cake in half, picked up half of it and handed it to Ye Feng, who had already opened his mouth. His eyebrows were about to fly up when he smiled: "You are really like a baby like this. Do you think any tribesman is like you?" Need to be fed?”

Ye Feng ate the foreign cake and was very proud: "That's because they don't have a good partner like me, otherwise, they would have to be fed. It's so delicious."

"If it's delicious, eat more." Xiao Se picked up another half piece and put it in his mouth, "I put a lot of meat in it."

Ye Feng kept his eyes on Xiao Se and said affectionately, "Well, I ate it."

Xiao Se looked at Ye Feng like this, but didn't ask the question in his mind.

She wanted to ask, what exactly did you and her say after you and Ah Dao left yesterday, and why did it take so long?
But it doesn't seem to be a good idea to ask about this topic now, and asking them will drag their relationship to the day of the quarrel.

She didn't want to argue anymore, she was so tired, making herself angry, tired of the night wind, and frightening the clan members.

Forget it, I don’t want to argue.

Just like Ah Dao, Ye Feng wouldn't be with her, so he shouldn't make trouble unreasonably and make himself angry.

"What are you thinking about?" Night Breeze watched Arthur keep staring at him, but his eyes did not focus on him.

It was as if he was seeing others through himself, which made Ye Feng dislike it and was a little scared.

Xiao Se put another half piece of foreign cake into Ye Feng's mouth, smiled slightly and said, "I'm thinking how long can we eat this much rice?"

"At least our tribe will have enough food during the period when the storm comes and the snow melts." Having food means you are happy, and you can speak with much more confidence.

No matter what happens, it will take four months between the arrival of the storm and the melting of the snow. Ye Feng was actually confident in what he said.

Even if he didn't have to do anything in the past few months, the tribe was sealed off, and the tribesmen still had food and drink, what was he afraid of? He was very confident.

Xiao Se also laughed with him: "Yes."

After finishing a plate of foreign cakes, I heard Ah Xi's voice: "It's time for lunch!"

The tribesmen who smelled the smell of foreign cakes ran quickly. It was Arthur's fresh food again. They must have a try.

There are so many people in the tribe that we can't eat all the fresh food, but a small piece per person is still enough.

Xiao Se looked at the empty plate and asked Ye Feng, "Do you still want to eat?"

"No." Ye Feng handed the empty plate to a tribesman to take away, and he led Xiao Se up the city wall, "Let's look outside and talk."

Xiao Se looked at the man next to him. This man was really good, very good, very good. He couldn't be described as good, but he only knew that he was very good.

A man who can cry and laugh, can be cold and warm, and has all kinds of emotions is really good.

Ye Feng turned his head and looked up, and when he met Xiao Se's gaze that he had no time to look away, he smiled deeply and said, "Am I good-looking?"

"Good-looking." This was Xiao Se's true words. "He is the most handsome person I have ever seen." Ye Feng lowered his head slightly and laughed softly: "Better looking than your gods in the sky?"

Xiao Se looked at Ye Feng with unblinking eyes, looked at the man in front of him, stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the face: "Well, none of them are as good-looking as you."

Kissing on the face is more joyful than kissing on the lips, and there is a sense of happiness in being cherished.

Ye Feng's heart was pounding, and his eyes were like a sea of ​​stars. He tightly held Arthur in front of him into his eyes, caring for and loving her as his own.

"As long as my Arthur likes it, I am willing to stay this good-looking!" Night Breeze picked up Arthur with one hand and put his forehead against hers, "Arthur is also the best-looking!"

Xiao Se rubbed his forehead with his forehead and said with a smile: "The good-looking and the good-looking are a perfect match!"

"What a perfect match!" Ye Feng responded to Xiao Se and gently touched Arthur's forehead with his own.

Xiao Se chuckled: "The perfect match is when I fall in front of you from the sky."

Ye Feng was startled for a moment: "You fell on the long-haired pig."

Xiao Se was angry: "Then it's impossible for me to mate with a long-haired pig, right?"

"You and I are a perfect match!" Ye Feng hugged Arthur and walked forward, "We are a perfect match in heaven and on earth!"

He is from earth, and Arthur is from heaven, so they are a perfect match in heaven and earth.

Xiao Se was very pleased with Ye Feng's intelligence. He hugged his neck tightly and echoed his words: "Well, they are a perfect match made in heaven and earth."

Night Breeze liked Arthur hugging his neck like this. He felt like he was Arthur's best support and the best male.

Arthur's joy was more important than anyone else's.

But this kind of Arthur gave him a weak feeling, which made him a little afraid that if he was stronger, he could break Arthur's waist.

Ye Feng hugged Arthur carefully, relaxing his strength but not letting Arthur fall.

There were tribesmen guarding the city wall, but they all chose to ignore it, but the corners of their mouths had already flown to who knows which galaxy.

If the clan leader has a good relationship with Arthur, their life will be easier.

This kind of life where they don't have to fight with wild beasts to bleed, lose legs or hands, and have food and drink is really something they have never imagined.

Now that they have done it, they are grateful to Arthur and the patriarch, and they are also willing to recognize this powerful patriarch.

The people of various tribes eating outside the greenhouse looked at the two people hugging each other on the city wall, with smiles in their eyes and raised corners of their mouths.

Azu's eyes turned red again when he saw Ye Feng hugging Arthur. Hey, please give him more hugs, otherwise he won't be able to hug him even if he wants to.

The flower-year-old priest only glanced at it and then didn't dare to look at it. He said to Axiang: "I'm going back to the house first."

She is afraid, she dare not look, she is incompetent!
Azu watched the self-blaming Hua Sui Priest leaning against the building and walking towards the house step by step. He suddenly felt that the rice in his hand was no longer fragrant.

Looking at the happy and laughing tribesmen, Azu just wanted to say that sometimes not knowing the truth of things is a kind of happiness.

He also really wanted to be like them, knowing nothing instead of knowing everything.

Just like a flower-year-old sacrifice, she knew everything, but she couldn't say anything.

It's not that she can't speak, but that after she speaks, things that were originally simple will become more complicated.

The reason why Hua Sui Priest blamed herself just now must be because she revealed the matter to Arthur and Ye Feng, or she did something secretly to make the matter complicated...or she made the time advance.

That’s why the Hua Sui Festival is so self-blame and painful.

Oh, it hurts!

(End of this chapter)