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Chapter 226 The Bully Female (10)

Fortunately, we now have weaving technology, otherwise I don't know how to live.

This dress was eliminated by the good sister of the original owner, and Su Qingqing didn't dislike it. After all, the fabric is not cheap, so it's better than wearing animal skins in hot weather.

But looking at Yan Chuan's animal skin, it seems to be quite cool.

But right now, I'm busy preparing supplies, so let's think about clothes in winter.

Fortunately, Su Qingqing's breasts are still quite small, otherwise she might not be able to sag if she doesn't wear underwear.

I don't know if it's hereditary, it seems that the original owner's mother and sister are not very old.

Of course, it’s even better this way, it’s completely free without underwear, it’s very comfortable.

However, if you are afraid of bumps, it will be embarrassing.

So I still need to make a few slings as a primer, otherwise the burden will be heavy.

After thinking about it for a while, I started to cook, and now I am really hungry.

I only ate one meal a day, so it's no wonder I'm not hungry.

As usual, it is beef, but this time it is cooked with chestnuts added.

Then there is a large plate of stir-fried tripe, which is fragrant, spicy and numb, and almost used up all the peppers and peppers at home.

This is not good, we need to collect more, otherwise it will not taste good to eat meat in winter.

When Yan came in with the washed purslane, Su Qingqing was about to turn off the fire.

She really doesn't want to go out to dig vegetables anymore, but since Yan has already prepared, she must still cook a plate.

"It smells so good, what did you do?"

Yan asked as he put down the food in his hand. He was hungry now just from the smell.

"It's the tripe we talked about yesterday!" After speaking, he took a piece with his hand and stuffed it into Yan's mouth.

Yan didn't know what to think, when he opened his mouth to eat, he even licked Su Qingqing's finger.

Su Qingqing withdrew her finger like an electric shock, blushing and throbbing.

"It's delicious!" Yan was full of praise after eating.

But Su Qingqing always felt that there was something in his words, and it must be her own misunderstanding. After all, Yan Ke was known to be honest.

I don't know what my father ate for lunch, but he seems to have a good appetite at night.

"Qing, your cooking is so delicious, it's much stronger than the voice of Mao's family."

Su Qingqing smiled: "Then you eat more, and there will be a lot of delicious food in the future."

"Father, if you say that, be careful with the spear and ignore you in the future."

"Hey, I'm just talking at home. If you don't tell him he doesn't know, you won't know. Yin is a good boy, but the cooking is a bit ugly, and the clothes are a bit ugly, but everything else is pretty good."

Su Qingqing wanted to laugh very much. After talking about these few points, it is estimated that Yin Keren's heart will be lost.

Yan is also helpless, his father is like a little orc now, it really makes people laugh and cry.

Tonight, the temperature seems to have dropped a bit.

Su Qingqing's clothes should be covered with animal skins, otherwise they would be too cold.

Yan looked at the person lying in his arms, thinking of the beauty tonight, his lower body felt a little hot.

He is not a little orc who doesn't know anything, he already knew these things when he was an adult.

Right now, my situation can only slowly decline.

Looking at the irritating little fairy in her arms, Yan quietly kissed the little female on the mouth.

Soft and sweet, it feels great.

He just doesn't know when he will be able to mate. He is looking forward to quickly preparing supplies for the winter.

After all, if you don't go out in winter, most of them are made at home.

It's a pity that females are not easy to conceive. Generally, very powerful orcs have to prepare for three to five years before they can conceive with their own magnetism.

Last winter, their village seemed to be pregnant with a magnet, and it was only after seven or eight years of marriage.

Yan thought about it wildly, finally calmed down, and slowly fell asleep.

(End of this chapter)