The Law of Hunting a Wife Chapter 15: Humor under the iceberg
Ding Yuan has big eyes, and now his eyes are even wider, almost as if they are about to fall out of their sockets.
He always thought that Yan Sanyue was bragging: How could there be a little female in the Virgin Forest? And she’s a little female as beautiful as a fairy?
He must have been thinking about females like crazy, and he started dreaming about them in broad daylight.
Not only him, but Bai Hua and the others also didn’t believe it. But unable to resist Yan Sanyue's vow, Bai Hua finally asked him to come and see if it was true or false.
Ding Yuan doesn't want to come. The orcs in the Saint Maiden Forest all know that Mei Baoqian, who lives in the tree king's house, is not easy to mess with. Strength is secondary, and the important thing is his relationship with the prison guards. Ask them how they knew? Looking at the privileges he enjoys, doesn’t that explain everything? Also, every time I hand over cherry tomatoes, I always go to him first, and he informs the prison guards outside to send someone to collect them. When were the prison guards not polite to Mei Baoqui? Even with subconscious respect.
If you offend Mei Baoqian, you will definitely be put in small shoes by the prison guards.
He quietly retracted his wings and landed on a water tree, carefully hiding his figure and looking through the leaves to examine the situation in the room.
The two windows on the second floor are closed, but the dining room and kitchen windows on the ground floor are open wide. From this angle, it is really unobstructed.
Huh?
That plum quilt is making dinner. There are so many varieties and quantities. Can he finish it by himself?
Things are indeed a little abnormal. Mei Baoqian has guests to entertain.
Is it the prison guard? Or Nian Jimo and Zheng Shou? Or... is there really a little female beast?
Ding Yuan thought he would go back and report immediately, but there was a voice in his heart that kept telling him to hold on, hold on a little longer...
So, when Mei Baoqian was almost ready for dinner, he really saw the legendary little female orc.
She was carried down the stairs by Nian Jimo, who had a paralyzed face for ten thousand years. Behind them was the tall and strong Zheng Shou.
She...is really beautiful...
Although he was far away, with his special eyesight, he could see down to the hairline. She was wearing a long and wide light blue men's shirt, which made her appear more petite and young. A pair of loving eyes on a flawless face with melon seeds are the most attractive. The two rows of thick and curled eyelashes are as beautiful as agile butterfly wings. Every time he blinks, it seems to scratch the tip of his heart. It made him feel numb and itchy.
Ding Yang's eyes followed her figure crazily, as if all the colors in the world had been taken away by her.
Nian Jimo was sitting at the dining table with the little female orc in his arms. The little female orc didn't know what he said. After a while, he jumped down and ran into the kitchen barefoot. Zheng Shou chased after her and picked her up again, holding her **** with one hand and supporting her back with the other. This is the way to hold a child. The little female orc struggled dissatisfiedly, and Zheng Shou shook his head to persuade her. Soon, she compromised, and Zheng Shou lowered his head and kissed her...
How could that nasty old bear kiss her? !
Ding Yang tugged at the branches and leaves at hand bitterly, and Nian Jimo in the restaurant looked coldly in his direction as if he was aware of it.
Ding Yang knew something was wrong and immediately stiffened his body.
I didn’t expect that Ji Mo was so alert at that time, that he could detect even the smallest sound from such a distance?
Fortunately, he just glanced at it. After finding nothing unusual, he turned his attention to the little female beast who was interacting with Zheng Shou.
Ding Yang took one last look at the pretty figure in the room, gritted his teeth, silently retreated to the other side of the tree, spread his wings and glided to another tree. When he was far away from the tree house, he flew into the sky and flew into the distance.
Watching the dark shadow in the sky fading away, Nian Jimo walked to the kitchen, and while helping with the beating, he hugged Mei and said, "Ding Yang was on the tree outside just now, and he just flew away."
"He's been there for a while." Mei hugged the quilt and nodded, moving her hands constantly. "When Ding Yang appears, Yan Sanyue must have persuaded Bai Hua. In addition to Shi Guang and Huang Qingrong who usually follow Bai Hua, there are at least five enemies. Yan Sanyue has always been cautious, and he will definitely call two or three more A helper."
"As for that coward Yan Sanyue, he was the only one to escape out of the four people who attacked us today. If we didn't call more people, how could we dare to come to our door again?" Zheng Shou grinned and raised his chin proudly. .
Mei hugged the quilt and sighed: "It's best if the prison guards arrive before them. Otherwise, if there is a conflict, you should show some mercy and don't kill them all."
The prison guards will be punished if there are too many prisoners in the Holy Maiden Forest.
"It depends on the situation. If you can't protect yourself, there is no mercy." Nian Jimo said calmly: "There are far more of them than us, and they have good players like Bai Hua."
At that time, if the situation is not too bad, it is not impossible to sell him a favor. In the past few years, everyone has been living in the same forest. While competing for cherry tomatoes, there is also a sense of camaraderie among inmates.
"Of course." A smile broke out on Mei Baoqian's face, and the three of them seemed to see the warmth of spring: "Only when you are safe can you consider whether to forgive the enemy."
It would be best if the Holy Father or something were an enemy. It would be tragic if there was such a character in one's own team, wouldn't it? ! Qiqi patted her chest and breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Mei Baoqian is at most a 'sub-sage' or a 'false saint'.
Mei Baoqian looked at her with a smile but not a smile: "Why is Xiao Qiqi relieved?"
"Don't you understand? Then why ask?!" Qiqi smiled on her face, but the villain in her heart was rolling her eyes: she hated having the word "小" in front of her name. Not long ago, my sister also had a tall and graceful figure, with a **** curve at the front and back... I can't afford to hurt a woman who has shrunk from a domineering queen to a sweet little loli...
Nian Jimo put the fruit salad mixed with plum quilt on a plate and walked past them. Zheng Shou's eyes followed the movement of the food with sparkling eyes. He took a sip of saliva and said extremely seriously: "Qiqi, let's not interfere with Mei Baoqian's work in the kitchen. Let's go outside."
Honey, honey, don’t think you can hide it from my nose by mixing it in fruits and salads...
Turn around~IndoMTL.com~ followed Nian Jimo with a lewd expression.
Nian Jimo turned around and saw it. He jumped a few steps away in fright and said coldly: "Brother Hunter, I only have seven or seven in my heart. Even if your love for me has reached the point where the river is overflowing, please Just keep your secret love and admiration silently. Don't express it, I won't accept you."
"Secret love? Admiration?..." Zheng Shougui shouted: "Nian Jimo, brat, when did I have a crush on you and admire you?! Bah! Bah!" He turned around and expressed affection with a pair of extremely sincere eyes. He looked at Qiqi tenderly: "Qiqi, my wife, my body and mind belong only to you. Don't believe Nian Jimo's words. I treat him...oh...not just him, I treat all males, Females and those who can run and pant have no feeling. Although Old Bear, I am strong and fit, simple and down-to-earth, and have fascinated countless orcs, but for the past 32 years, I have been guarding myself like a jade, just for the arrival of Qiqi."
Nian Jimo was vomiting beside him.
"Oh, I know." Qiqi smiled happily.
These two are so cute, aren’t they?
Not only is Zheng Shou often off-line, but even Nian Jimo has a humorous soul under his iceberg face. ()