kiss the beast world

Chapter 149
After Lang Ye gave Wen Yue a vivid explanation of the toxicity, body size, habits of the flea scorpion, and where they usually hide, Wen Yue finally nodded in understanding.

"Has the little patriarch been bitten before?"

Wen Yue suddenly stopped the half-picked cotton in her hand, turned her head and looked at Lang Ye who was studying carefully with a cotton boll beside her with a serious face.

This cotton boll was accidentally stepped on by Lang Ye just now, and he picked it up from the ground. He was very curious about how such a little thing would have so much white fluff and light cotton wool after it split open.

"bitten"

Lang Ye didn't pay much attention to the slight movement of his eyelids, and continued to play with the uncracked cotton boll in his hand.

"Where did you bite, how did you stop the bleeding?"

Wen Yue raised her head in surprise, her eyes unblinking and she looked at Lang Ye who returned to her carelessly.

The little patriarch was also bitten?
Is it serious?

How long?
Didn't leave any unmentionable disease?

"It can't be stopped, it won't bleed if it bleeds enough"

Is Yue'er worried about that brat in Langbei?Ask yourself if there is a way to stop the bleeding, is it to heal that brat?

Lang Ye became jealous instantly, and tightened his hand holding Mianbo.

"Bah!"

The turquoise cotton bolls split open, revealing the tight and dense white cotton slivers that have not yet been spun out.He didn't even look at it, and he didn't care about throwing it away. The cotton bolls were ruthlessly discarded.

"Hey, that's it..."

Why do you feel a little cold?

The little patriarch's face seemed a little strange, she didn't say anything wrong, after thinking about it carefully, she only asked three sentences just now, is there anything wrong?

Wen Yue looked blankly at the little patriarch next to him who turned into an ice sculpture.

"What does Yue'er ask this for?"

Lang Ye's eyes gradually sank, and Wen Yue shivered from the apparently getting colder surrounding.

"Nothing, I'll just ask, ask"

Wen Yue said embarrassingly.

Is the little patriarch ready to start convulsing?

It doesn't matter, she is afraid of the cold, so she should move away a little, so as not to have to drink medicinal soup when she catches a cold, she is not happy.

"Oh? Ask?"

Lang Ye obviously didn't believe it, and became even more angry when he saw the little man getting farther and farther away from him. Even the face of the god who was usually handsome and angry, was now gloomy and cold, almost bleeding.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm just curious, there's no other reason"

"Oh, you see the sun has risen so high. Let's pick it quickly. After picking this piece, we can go back to rest and come out later."

Wen Yue's beautiful eyes turned, and when she saw the strange atmosphere, she immediately began to change the subject with a burst of desire to survive.

Little patriarch, the sun is so hot that it can't cover your cold air of hundreds of degrees below zero. You are really a thousand-year-old ice.

"Picking cotton, what are you doing so far?"

Lang Ye put down the basket in his hand, his face didn't change, and he couldn't tell whether he was happy, angry or sad. He slender legs and walked steadily towards Wenyue in the distance.

"Here, the cotton here grows better, and there are a lot of them, very good, very good."

What a ghost, it's sparse, you don't even want to take a second look, it's not because you moved here to stay away from the big ice sculpture like you.

I warn you, don't come any further, or I'll run away.

"There are so many, Yue'er will definitely not be able to pick them all. I should come over and help, right?"

Lang Ye still kept walking, his expressionless face changed, the corner of his mouth curled up into a wicked smile, and he rushed towards Wen Yue with a fast stride.

Before she could react, he hugged her horizontally, and in an instant, the girly fragrance that made him dream and couldn't stop entered his nostrils, heart, and lungs, and Langye smiled heartily.

"what!"

"What are you doing, let me down quickly."

Wen Yue's feet left the ground suddenly, and she subconsciously exclaimed.

Looking up, seeing the handsome face of the god who was infinitely close to her, he suddenly realized the fact that she had been hugged by Lang Ye.

"Little patriarch, are you deaf? I tell you to put me down, let me down"

Wen Yue bit her lower lip tightly, staring angrily at Lang Ye who would not let go no matter how much she slapped her, her white and slender jade fingers were unwilling to poke Lang Ye's chest vigorously, her soul-stirring beauty face was ashamed and annoyed, Gritting teeth.

Are you crazy, didn't you see that there are so many tribesmen here?

Don't lose face?
The majesty of the patriarch is gone?

"Don't let it go"

Lang Ye hugged her and stood still, and didn't let go and didn't move. The starry smile just now gradually disappeared, and he was looking at her with that kind of eyes that Wen Yue couldn't understand no matter how she looked. .

"Ow"

"Aw, aww"

"Look, look, you guys!"

"Wen Yue and the patriarch"

"Look over there"

"The patriarch hugged Wen Yue!"

"Master Wen Yue blushed"

"I saw it, I saw it, and I also saw Master Wen Yue blushing."

As soon as the words "hold it up" were said, another clansman next to the person who made the sound looked at him like a fool: nonsense, if you don't hold it up, can you carry it up?
Countless pairs of eyes watched closely, bathed in the sun, the pair of talented and beautiful Bi people, the clansmen were all intoxicated, some covered their mouths and chuckled, some smiled and whispered to the people around them to tease their usually cold and aloof adults. Patriarch.

"The patriarch is so handsome, he dared to hug Lord Wen Yue"

"Ow!"

"I worship the patriarch too much, the patriarch is my idol, idol"

Si Shi threw the freshly plucked cotton wool into the basket, his eyes lit up with wolf light, full of admiration and awe, he fixedly looked at Wolf Ye who was holding Wen Yue motionless not far away.

"What does it mean to dare to hug Lord Wenyue, is my sister terrible?"

"She's not a scourge, Sishi, what are you talking about? Is it itchy and begging to be beaten?"

As soon as Si Shi finished speaking, Lang Bei immediately raised his hand and gave him a blow, and at the same time, he slammed and slammed to defend Wen Yue.

His sister is so beautiful, so powerful, so kind, why doesn't she dare to hug her?
"No, brother Xiao Bei, don't get me wrong, Mrs. Wenyue is not scary, she is extremely cute. I just envy the patriarch for having the courage to hug Mrs. Wenyue"

He is not envious, he is so jealous, okay?

It wasn't just him, picking had stopped in the cotton field, and the unmarried male orcs all stared at Lang Ye with envy and hatred, and remained silent.

Those ones beat their chests and stamped their feet, gritted their teeth and hated themselves not only for being one step too late and not courageous, but also cowardly and angry, just like all sentient beings.

In their eyes, Wen Yue, although she is a goddess, does not have the airs of a goddess. She is approachable, beautiful, intelligent, kind and generous, gentle and decent, even though she punished Feng Shan in a 'that' creepy way last time.

But they didn't think there was anything wrong at all. Feng Shan did such an outrageous thing, and they wished they could go up and give him another two stabs. They felt that Wen Yue's punishment was light.

"That's natural,"

"But when you think about it this way, you are right. If you are not afraid of being beaten to death by the patriarch, you can hug your sister. I won't stop you."

(End of this chapter)