Ancient elf as husband

The clan leader did not dare to say anything and followed behind him.

The little pet at home was still sleeping, and Molix didn't intend to take him back to wake her up, but instead established a quiet place again.

Thorns and vines were entangled and piled up into a simple deck chair.

Molix turned around, sat down gracefully with his noble body, and raised his eyelids to reveal green eyes.

Chief Yeyan was in a very embarrassed state. The wound on his chest was bleeding all over the floor, and he looked miserable.

Seeing the power of life passing by slowly, Molix remained indifferent and asked, "We have decided to stay here for two months. What do you think?"

His attack just now was very measured, it just looked scary, but in fact the wounds were not very deep.

As soon as he said these words, the good guy immediately frightened the leader of the Yeyan clan.

two months.

Their current food can sustain them for ten days at most, and two months. Can they eat dirt together for two months?

The clan leader knelt down in front of him and said without tears, "Master Elf, it's not that we don't want to, it's just that our food is only enough to supply you for half a month."

During this half month, all members of their tribe had to eat vegetarian food to be able to provide for half a month.

How could Molix not know, "I know, I will provide the source of prey, you just need to turn the prey into food and hand it over to us."

It turns out food is provided.

The clan leader breathed a sigh of relief, "Of course, we can accept it, and our Yeyan tribe will do our best to live up to expectations."

His pale face looked quite sincere, and Molix nodded happily.

It's not hopeless.

"I have important matters to attend to when I come out of the Elf tribe this time. It happens that the locust settlement is nearby, so I have no choice but to choose to stay in your tribe."

The patriarch looked up and saw his expression was solemn and serious, "I hope you can take good care of my little pet for me!"

I had never had the opportunity to ask him the reason for their arrival, but now I didn't expect him to tell him himself.

Molix lowered his eyes, "I may not have too long to accompany her. Your task is to ensure her food and clothing, her safety, and meet her needs."

How could the clan leader refuse? He nodded in agreement, "She is so beautiful and lovely. All the warriors in our tribe will protect her."

However, in order to put his mind at ease, he still asked in more detail, "Can you describe her life in more detail, so that we can make all the arrangements to make her live here comfortably and happily."

He's pretty decent. Molix was satisfied.

This brings me to the point.

"She is easy to feed. She needs to eat three meals a day. In addition to meat, she also has fruits. The fruits she likes are sweet with a little sour taste, such as green fruits and strawberries. She can't eat too much, even a leg of lamb. If she can't finish eating, you have to prepare some juice to quench her thirst, and then give her some snacks that are not too sweet..."

Molix thought of her slightly swollen and soft belly after eating, his fingertips curled in thought, and a loving smile formed in his eyes.

In the past, he saw her complaining that she was full after eating two strawberries, and thought it was incredible. Later, when he saw her doing this again and again, and she was still fat and white, he knew that it might be due to her personal constitution.

The patriarch's scalp went numb after hearing this.

Is this called a good living?

Good guy, no one in the tribe has anything to eat. He has never eaten so luxuriously in his whole life.

Is this how the females of the elves are treated? They are indeed a powerful race. They don’t have to worry about food, clothing, and housing. Even their lives are not as luxurious as they can understand.

A certain man is still telling her a lot about her things to pay attention to, such as food, drink, taste, and entertainment.