kiss the beast world

Chapter 147
Feeling the gasping struggle of the beauty in his arms, Lang Ye let go of the hand that clenched the back of Wen Yue's head, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and slowly opened his seductive deep eyes, looking tenderly at the flushed cheeks in front of him. Silk's warm moon.

In the eyes of Lang Ye at this moment, there is no coldness, aloofness, indifference and alienation in Lang Ye's eyes, but the intense and passionate love and deep nostalgia for Wen Yue.

At this moment, he was extremely sure:
Wen Yue, it's his!

After breaking free, Wen Yue was ashamed and annoyed, and was about to raise her head and glare at Langye.

In an instant, Lang Ye's eyes full of nostalgia and doting fell into her eyes, catching her off guard, her eyes froze and forgot where to put them, and the reprimand she wanted to utter vanished in an instant.

They stared at each other in silence for a while...

"have they gone?"

Wen Yue patted her head, waved away the messy thoughts in her mind, corrected the inexplicable expression on her face, and asked Lang Ye in a voice so small that only two people could hear it.

Forget it, she didn't know anything, nothing happened just now.

"gone."

Lang Ye smiled contentedly, stroked Wen Yue's soft hair, and replied softly.

"Just go, let me go."

Wen Yue complained speechlessly in her heart: You should let go after you leave, are you still waiting for the New Year?

She moved her body uncomfortably and sat on his lap. Wen Yue expressed that she was very uncomfortable, not to mention that after the kiss just now, she always felt that something was weird, and she couldn't say exactly what was wrong with her.

"it is good."

It was easy to talk after Lang Ye tasted it personally. Although he was reluctant to give up the extraordinary experience of the soft fragrance in his arms, as soon as Wen Yue opened his mouth, he let go.

After Wen Yue left his embrace, she went straight back to the stool she was sitting on just now, and took a few sips of the cup of tea that she had neglected for a long time. What she drank was tea, but it tasted nothing in her mouth.

"By the way, little patriarch, are you done with your work?"

There is a saying that the more you force yourself not to think about one thing, the easier it will appear in your mind. The best way to subdue it is to bury it with another thing.

Well, it makes perfect sense.

"Busy working."

Wolf Ye replied softly.

It's over, except for those people who haven't been tried yet, that's all, let them wake up in Shuiya for a few days.

Yue'er has something to look for him, the most important thing is Yue'er.

"Then can we set out to pick cotton tomorrow?"

She was in a hurry, she couldn't help it, she wanted to pick cotton thread to make big cotton coats, big quilts, beautiful and comfortable big clothes.

Beautiful and good days are coming, just thinking about it makes me happy to go to heaven.

"Okay, I'll call the clansmen to gather in the square tomorrow."

Lang Ye nodded. It turned out that it was about the cotton. I heard Wen Yue said that there would be a storm in a few days, and if I didn't pick it back, it would be swallowed by the wind and rain.

Seeing her look so happy that she was about to fly, even Lang Ye became more curious about the things that can be made from cotton.

"Then it's a deal, don't go back on your word."

"I don't regret it." Lang Ye smiled helplessly. Does he seem like the kind of person who doesn't mean anything?

Wen Yue raised her eyebrows: You are a very busy person, who knows if something will happen suddenly to you tomorrow, I don’t want to be disappointed after hope, so it’s better to be sure, sure, and sure.

"Then I'll go back first."

Now that all that should be said has been said, it is getting late, and it is time for her to go back.

"Well, let's go."

After Lang Ye responded, he picked up the two straw baskets full of things, walked in front of Wen Yue, and sent her home. Under the moonlight, even the moon couldn't help but blush when she saw the ambiguous and ambiguous shadows.

……

In the early morning of the next day, Wen Yue woke up early in the morning and came back from the shower. She sat on the bed in a daze. It can be said that she didn't sleep all night, okay?
She has counted the 88 generations of sheep's ancestors, but she still can't sleep. As long as she closes her eyes, the picture of the little patriarch kissing her passionately emerges immediately, and she is about to go crazy.

Last night, she wanted to pull out her brain countless times and roast it with fire before stuffing it back in. She very much suspected that her brain was soaked in water and needed to be roasted.

But the wolf night in the cave on the other side was different, sleeping so peacefully and soundly, not only that, but there was her in the dream.

No, the spring breeze was triumphant early in the morning, and he walked into Wenyue Cave with brisk and leisurely steps as if he had picked up a treasure.

"Moon."

"What's wrong…"

Because Wen Yue didn't sleep well, she couldn't lift her spirits, and her speech was weak.

As soon as this abnormal sound came out, Lang Ye was frightened. He thought she was sick, so he immediately raised his hand to touch her forehead. The body temperature is not too high or low, is it okay?
"Yue'er, what's wrong with you?"

"Is there something uncomfortable? If it's not, I'll take you to see the Holy Witch. We'll pick cotton tomorrow."

Looking at Wen Yue's haggard face, Lang Ye asked worriedly.

"I'm fine, I just didn't sleep well last night, let's go quickly."

Why are you going to the Holy Witch? Are you staring?
The holy witch didn't know why she couldn't sleep, if she was given another bowl of bitter soup, she wouldn't have to sleep tonight.Besides, she could afford to wait, and her cotton babies couldn't afford to wait, and she was going to go get them right away.

It's a treasure when you get it, otherwise it's all weeds.

Two quarters of an hour later...

A large black and dense figure of the Southern wolf tribe completely covered the white cotton field on one side of the dry mountain, and the industrious figure who was busy picking cotton wool was sweating against the sun.

Hardworking bees are the cutest!

Wen Yue said that she still prefers such tribesmen, who don't have so many complicated and messy ideas, and only focus on picking cotton.

For a better future, let us move forward hand in hand, come on!
"Xiaobei, do you see if this is the wolf hair that looks like your own body?"

Feng Yan and Lang Bei picked in the same area, tore off the white fluffy cotton from a small cotton tree beside him, twirled a ball and handed it to Lang Bei, teasing.

"Hey, it's a bit like how it grows. I didn't expect this thing to exist in the Beast God Continent." Lang Bei didn't pay much attention to the soft and fluffy 'cotton' at first, until After listening to Feng Yan's words and comparing them in his mind, he exclaimed as if he had suddenly discovered something important.

"There are a lot of things in the Beast God Continent that you haven't seen before. If you have time, I will take you to the outside world to have a look, and you will know what there is in the Beast God Continent."

Feng Yan straightened his waist and slapped his chest. He was a real big brother, and he threw down his arrogance and said that he wanted to take Langbei to meet the world.

"When you are free and the flowers are all thanked, I might as well ask the patriarch to reserve a spot for me in the team that will go to the Beast City to participate in the exchange day before the snow season."

Lang Bei shook his head, walked aside arrogantly, and continued his plan of picking cotton.He didn't think much about going out to have a look outside. He thought the Southern Wolf Clan was very good, and no matter how good the outside world was, it couldn't compare to the Southern Wolf Clan.

(End of this chapter)