God became the villain's little ancestor

Chapter 39

The two walked around the hunting ground, and when the prey was shot, someone would pick it up, and finally calculated who had the most prey.

The top three will be rewarded accordingly.

But Qian Lai was always in a state of excitement, directing Ying Huo to shoot here and there, and ran so fast that he left the team behind without knowing it.

"Huh, what about people?"

Qian Lai poked his head out and looked around, only to find that there were no living creatures around.

The goal of winning confusion has been achieved, and her acting skills are on the line. She sneered: "A bunch of useless trash, they can't even keep up with this."

Qian Lai turned her head and glanced at him, thinking that she really understands what a man thinks so well, isn't she just trying to praise him?

OK, Baba satisfies you!
then……

"Your Majesty, you are really amazing! I have lived for so many years, and I have never seen such superb archery skills! Oh my god, how did you manage to shoot through Yang with a hundred steps? Can you teach me!"

Win confusion: "..."

This wave of rainbow farts is not worth mentioning.

Qian Lai thought that he was so happy that he couldn't speak, and he was very happy, feeling that his personality was so great that he had been sublimated to another level.

But two people riding on the same horse are always a bit crowded, so she moved her little buttocks and planned to go down for a walk.

"Don't move."

Yinghuo took a deep breath, threw away the bow and arrow, and hugged her from behind, the hot air sprayed on her ears, with a deep burning intent.

Before Qian Lai noticed it, she thought there was something urgent, so she obediently did not move: "What's wrong?"

But after a while, the person behind didn't move, just hugging her quietly.

Gold leaf-like sunlight leaked from the gaps in the leaves, entwining fine shadows on the ground, accompanied by crisp cries, and the surroundings suddenly became silent.

The horses below seemed to feel the wave of the owner's heart, quietly eating the weeds on the roadside.

Qian Lai tentatively called out: "...Your Majesty?"

Don't die, right?
No, she was so close to her, she could hear her heart beating, thumping, as if it was about to explode out of her chest.

Sudden heart attack?
"...Hmm." Yinghuo rested his chin on her shoulder, his Adam's apple rolled and he let out a sound.

Qian Lai was not used to this posture, so she pursed her lips: "What's wrong with you? Is there any discomfort?"

It's not a good thing to be uncomfortable here, after all, there is no one around, and you don't know when you will catch up behind you.

"...No." That's all Yinghuo said.

Or, how should I put it, he didn't know.

It seems that the sky is high, the clouds are wide, the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant, and even the air is full of fragrance and romance. He suddenly wants to hug the little girl and walk like this forever.

He didn't even know when this thought appeared.

All I know is that once I had this thought, I never thought of letting go.

He has never obtained anything, and he has never thought about obtaining anything in the past, but Qian Lai is the soul that he dreams about day and night.

It is a butterfly fluttering its wings all the time.

In the end, Hunmeng woke up, the butterfly landed on the ground, the tight strings in his body were completely broken, and he was screaming crazily——

get her.

"Thousands."

Ying Huo rubbed against Qian Lai's neck, as if he would never get tired of shouting a thousand times, and never would.

Qian Lai was very receptive to this endearing title, and even felt that she was being called herself.

If it wasn't for the same name, no matter how many times someone called her, she wouldn't know it was her.

"I'm here, what's the matter with you, Your Majesty, let go if you don't say anything..." I said.

Before Qian Lai came out, Ying Huo suddenly spoke.

"I like you."

(End of this chapter)