kiss the beast world

Chapter 512
The Southern Wolf Clan, inside the Shengwu Mountain Cave.

Xi Cui was dressing the wounds of the last one, a small tribe in the south, when the beautiful figure in red approached from the outside, and a pleasant clear voice followed:
"Aunt Xi Cui, are you busy?"

"Just finished working, Yue'er is here, have you had lunch yet?" Xi Cui cleaned his hands, motioned for the clansmen to carry the wounded out, and looked at Wen Yue approaching with lotus steps with a smile on his face.

"Lunch..." It seems not yet.

Wen Yue touched her flat stomach subconsciously. She seemed to have not eaten anything since morning.

"Ma'am, wait a minute, I'll get it right away." Wu Shu blushed, and immediately ran out of the cave, heading towards Hai Lan's house.

however……

"Ouch!"

"Wu Shu, why don't you look at the road when you walk? If you knocked off my food, I will arrest you and beat you up!"

Hailan was carrying a barrel-shaped bamboo basket, and was hit by Wushu, shaking her body for a while. Fortunately, she reacted quickly and immediately returned to her gait, otherwise, she would have to fall face-to-face with the basket.

Right in front of her, she was staring at Wu Shu with sparkling eyes, walking every day without looking at the road, it would be fine if she was knocked down, but if she spilled the rice, what would Yue'er eat?
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry Aunt Lan, I didn't mean it." Wu Shu lowered his head and kept sincerely apologizing.

"Okay, okay, pay more attention next time, is Yue'er inside?"

Hai Lan didn't have time to talk to him, the food would be cold when it was cold, but it wouldn't taste good, and Yue'er didn't eat breakfast, she must be very hungry now, she had to bring it to her quickly.

"Yes, yes, the lady is inside, and she hasn't eaten yet." Wu Shu said honestly.

He originally planned to go to Hai Lan's house to bring food for Wen Yue. This has been explained by the patriarch himself. If the wife is not free to eat, whoever is with the wife will bring food for the wife.

If one day, someone forgets to get food and leaves Madam hungry, then he should feel the skin of his body, count the bones of his body, and be prepared to crawl...

"Well, I've already brought it to her." Hai Lan said, and walked into the Xicui cave with a bamboo basket.

Wu Shu stood there stupidly, whether he was going to leave or not, if he went to eat, what would he do if his wife finished eating before him and went to the Black Eagle tribe first?
Ying Dill's glib tongue, what should I do if he abducts his wife?
Young Patriarch Yingli looked at his wife in a strange way, besides, he was not bad looking, he looked like a dog, what if the lady suddenly wanted to change her taste and left with him?
"No, no!"

But if I don't eat, it's noon now, I haven't eaten all morning, and I'm very hungry!

Just now.

"Five Trees, what are you doing here?"

A voice suddenly sounded from behind, and Wu Shu turned his head suddenly, his eyes lit up...

In the Xicui cave.

Hai Lan was watching Wen Yue's meal with a smile on her face, and Xi Cui beside her was also enjoying herself. After a few days, she finally had the chance to eat the food cooked by her cousin Hai Lan herself.

"Sister Lan, your cooking is getting better and better." Xi Cui praised with a thumbs up while eating the fish ball soup.

"Really, what does Yue'er think?" Hai Lan knew Xi Cui's virtues, and she always said this sentence every time she went to eat, and she never changed it thousands of times.

"I also think it's delicious, thank you Aunt Lan."

Wen Yue felt a little embarrassed. She ate Hailan's cooking every day, and somehow felt that she was getting lazy, even though there were many things in the clan that required her to be busy.

But... well, yes, she's busy, so she doesn't have time to cook!

"……"little stars.

This is definitely the most shameless master it has ever seen.

"Silly boy, what nonsense are you talking about, and you are not allowed to say thank you again." Hai Lan scolded with a wrinkled face.

"Okay, okay, don't say it in the future, don't say it in the future, Aunt Lan, don't be angry." Wen Yue took Hai Lan's hand obediently, and agreed with a coquettish smile.

Hai Lan treats herself very well, like her own daughter, sometimes better than Lang Ye, Uncle Lang Tian is also very good, Wen Yue knows it, and she understands it very clearly in her heart, and has gradually regarded them as family members.

Xicui often feels that she is a big light bulb, the kind with three kilowatts...

"By the way, Aunt Lan, Langye is sick, I let him rest at home, it seems...he hasn't eaten yet." It's not like, it's true.

Wen Yue really wanted to cover her face. Why was she so focused on eating by herself that she forgot about the big stupid wolf at home. She wondered if she would be cut off when she went back tonight.

"I'm sick, what's wrong?" Hai Lan asked unhurriedly, tearing off a big chicken leg and handing it to Wen Yue, with an air of no hurry.

"I have a fever, but I have taken the medicine in the morning, and I feel better, and I can recover later." Wen Yue was afraid that she would worry, so she hurriedly explained.

"Oh." Hai Lan responded lightly.

That brat hasn't been sick for many years, and he has a very strong physique. He has a cold and a fever, a minor ailment, and it's hard to come here once. Let him enjoy it, kill the virus, and improve his resistance. It's good.

"Aunt Lan, he hasn't eaten yet." Wen Yue couldn't help reminding her in a low voice again.

"He can't die of hunger, he can cook by himself." Hai Lan said indifferently.

If it was before Wen Yue came, Hai Lan might be worried that if he didn't eat at night, he would starve to death.

But now, her 'good son', who is so cold and aloof, has already learned everything for the sake of Wen Yuemei.

Not only can he wash and cook, but he can even sew clothes stitch by stitch. He is more proficient in women's work than women. There is nothing to say about it.

Then let him continue to do it, he is happy anyway!

"But he's sick."... He probably couldn't get out of bed, couldn't cook.

Looking at Hai Lan's calm face, Wen Yue couldn't help but silently wiped a tear of sympathy for Lang Ye in her heart, alas, the little patriarch is really pitiful, his father doesn't love him, and his mother doesn't love him.

From now on, she will share more of his hobbies.

Little Xingxing: ...The patriarch picked up another big basket of bargains invisibly.

"Okay, Yue'er, you don't have to worry about him, he has hands and feet, if you don't eat chicken legs, it won't taste good when it gets cold."

Where can that brat go hungry? Even if he can't get up to cook, someone else will cook for him or bring him food, such as Erzhi, Miki, Sishi or Wushu, mainly depends on his own ideas. I do not want to eat.

Hai Lan doesn't believe that a cold or a fever can burn out Lang Ye's brain. Early this morning, she saw San Mu and ran to his cave in a panic...

"Okay, Aunt Lan, I'll eat, I'll eat right away."

For some reason, Wen Yue felt that today's chicken legs were particularly fragrant and delicious.

Maybe, it's because Hai Lan added seasonings, a seasoning called family, a seasoning called caring, and a seasoning called love.

(End of this chapter)