Ancient elf as husband

Jian Yan didn't know what clever trick she was playing.

Even though he obviously doesn't like her, he still has to catch up to gain a sense of presence. She doesn't feel tired, she is tired for her.

Jasmine completely forgot about the previous unpleasantness with her, and came forward with a bag full of fruits, "Here, sir, it is already the last stage of ripening of milk fruits. I'm afraid I won't be able to eat them until the weather is warm this time, so take advantage of now." Take your time and enjoy it.”

She came up to her and spoke softly, as if she were sisters.

Jian Yan was a little embarrassed as she held the fruit she had forced on her, but still thanked her out of politeness, "Thank you."

To be honest, she was tired of eating milk fruit every day.

It is obvious to all that Jasmine walks sideways in the tribe, but it does not mean that everyone surrenders to her pomegranate skirt.

Feifei has a gentle and shy temperament, and her attitude towards Jasmine is to stay away from her. She smiled and answered her, "We are playing ball. Jane discovered how to play."

"Ball? Is this it?"

Jasmine curiously poked the soft round object and could see that it was wrapped in catkins.

"It seems very interesting. Can you teach me how to play?"

Feifei and Jasmine looked at her without saying anything, clearly letting her make up her mind.

Her cute and pleading little face makes it hard to refuse. She just brought some fruit to share, and now it's hard for Jian Yan to refuse.

After holding her breath, Jian Yan sighed and compromised, "Go ahead."

Jasmine jumped happily, like a simple little girl, with pride on her lips.

She came here alone today. After all, not everyone is as charming as her. Someone helped organize it.

Lai Lang was tempted back by him, and he had a grudge against her and stopped getting close to her. Jasmine's possessive heart was also satisfied at this moment.

She needs to have a good relationship with her, but she can't bear to see the men in the tribe treat her better than herself.

Now it's better, Lai Lang no longer needs to be on guard, and she can continue to approach her.

It was just a simple game similar to throwing balloons, but it unexpectedly fascinated them, and more and more people joined in, creating a new way of playing volleyball.

Jian Yan didn't know if it was her psychology or if they really liked this game so much.

In the small courtyard filled with laughter and laughter, a man in a fluttering white robe sat on a tall plane tree, looking down thoughtfully.

Ok?

Why are they both animals, but they unexpectedly respect that woman so much?

Forget it, he had nothing to do anyway and wanted to see what tricks this woman was playing.

The cold wind is bleak, and in winter, as the days go by, the snow changes from insignificant and scattered light snow to heavy snowfall, and the green plants cover up their colors with the monotonous white color.

A big bonfire was set up in the tribe, and tribesmen who felt cold could go there to warm themselves up.

Afraid that she would be cold, the clan leader specially ordered a small brazier for her so that she could keep warm at home alone when she didn't want to go out.

I have to say, winter is really boring.

The outside was indeed as they said, completely covered in snow, and even the exit was blocked by heavy snow.

Jian Yan finally got up and experienced what they said, what it was like to close the village for the entire winter.

It's impossible to go out at all. The road is completely covered with snow, making it difficult to tell the difference between east, west, north and south. Even if you do go out, you'll still be faced with endless white snow.

Snow restricted her movements. Could it be that she was just waiting for Molix to come back and did nothing?

Jian Yan had no other choice but to be anxious.