Be a Leader In a Primitive Tribe

I thought it was heart-warming and stomach-warming, but now it tastes like chewing wax.

How can I depend on her so much.

I don't know what's going on with her, whether it's going well or not.

Now that the house has not been built yet, I must sleep in the wild. I don’t know if there will be wild animals, and if there are wild animals, they will be injured.

Let someone send Mao Mao and Fen Fen to Yanshan tomorrow, they are few people, with these two little guys around, most wild beasts dare not approach, even if there are people, they can still frighten them.

There are also wolf dogs. Wolf dogs can guard the house and are highly alert. Should we send them over there or let them domesticate a few more over there?

After taking a shower, Sang Yu lay on the bed, thinking about what happened at Yanshan.

Tossing and turning, I couldn't help but move towards the side where she usually slept, but couldn't snuggle up to that warm body.

In the middle of the night, I still couldn't fall asleep.

Sang Yu finally decided that if she couldn't fall asleep anyway, she would get up and copy a book. When her body was tired, she would naturally feel sleepy.

In the weather of March, the temperature was still very low in the middle of the night, so she casually picked up an animal fur coat and put it on, only to realize that it was not her own.

The animal skin was beautiful in color, and Yu was reluctant to take it there, so he left it with her.

Sang Yu wrapped her animal fur coat tightly around her body, and the tip of her nose was the faint scent left by the other party, as if she was hugging her in her arms.

Although Yu held her hand, she never hugged her. Sang Yu hugged her body, patiently enduring the emptiness surging in her heart.