Traveling through the world of beasts, my husband is super clingy

Lan Qingling walked towards Nanzhou, looking back every few steps.

Although Nanzhou kept Lan Qingling's words in mind and sat there without moving, his hearing was so good that Lan Qingling and Aunt Ling's words had already fallen into his ears.

Every word Lan Qingling said touched his heart, making him feel both bitter and warm.

He wanted to hold her, hold her tightly, and never let go.

So when Lan Qingling walked towards him, Nanzhou immediately stood up to greet her.

Lan Qingling was about to ask Nanzhou if he wanted to go and comfort Aunt Ling, but Nanzhou pulled her into his arms and said, "Tu'er, it's great to have you."

After hearing Nanzhou's words, Lan Qingling raised her head slightly in Nanzhou's arms: "Did you hear everything?"

"Hmm..." Nanzhou nodded honestly, then looked at Lan Qingling carefully and said: "Tu'er, I didn't mean to listen, it was that sound that had to run into my ears... Don't be angry~"

By the end of his speech, Nanzhou's voice was almost inaudible.

Lan Qingling chuckled and said, "I know. I'm not angry."

She reached out and touched Nanzhou's face, with obvious affection on her face as she looked directly at Nanzhou.

Her Nanzhou, looks beautiful, cold and extremely domineering on the outside, but who can know that because of his childhood experiences, his heart is actually lacking in love and fragile. He longs to be loved and favored.

"Nanzhou, I like you, only you."

She was willing to give all her preference to her Nanzhou in the days to come.

"We've finished hunting, how's your sweet potato digging going?"

Just as Lan Qingling and Nanzhou were immersed in their love for each other, Wu's loud voice came over.

His voice also awakened Aunt Ling who was in a daze. She quickly raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, then took a deep breath, turned around to take a general look at the situation of digging sweet potatoes, and said to Wu who was walking towards them quickly: "It's almost done!"

Nanzhou and Lan Qingling also let go of each other, but their hands were still tightly clasped together.

"Then let's go back! It's going to rain soon!"

Wu walked up to them, twisted his fingers in the air, and spoke in a deep voice.

Lan Qingling looked up at the cloudless, clear sky and wondered: Is it going to rain?

"Uncle Wu and his people are frog beastmen, and they are very sensitive to the weather." Nanzhou leaned over and whispered in Lan Qingling's ear, then he lifted Lan Qingling up and put her on his arm, then turned to Wu and said, "Then let's go back, the males go carry the sweet potatoes."

Wu nodded and directed the males to carry the sweet potatoes.

The sweet potatoes had been wrapped in animal skins. The males carried the sweet potatoes and walked towards the tribe, and the females hurriedly followed.

"Beast King, Beast King..."

Just when Nanzhou was about to leave, the injured female suddenly rushed to Nanzhou crying.

“Beast King, please take Nanchuan back with you, I beg you… Beast King, I beg you…”

"What's going on?" Wu scratched his head, not knowing what was going on: "Ying, what happened to Nanchuan?"

Ying didn't dare to speak, she just lay on the ground and cried.

Aunt Ling stepped forward and quickly explained what happened, then pointed towards Nanchuan's location.

Wu then saw Nanchuan lying on the grass, breathing out more than breathing in, but it was useless for him to see it, and he didn't dare to plead for him...

Wu glanced at Nanzhou secretly. He knew very well that the reason why Nanzhou called him Uncle Wu was only because of his partner Nan Ling, but he himself was not actually in Nanzhou's eyes.

When Uncle Wu thought of this, he couldn't help but shed a tear for himself. He was very self-aware.

Aunt Ling didn't say anything either. When she thought about what Lan Qingling had just said to her, she could no longer say to Nanzhou, "Please be patient and give in."

Lan Qingling patted Nanzhou: "Let him go back~"

Nanzhou, who had been silent, immediately nodded after hearing Lan Qingling's words. When Ying saw Nanzhou nod, she immediately got up and ran towards Nanchuan, using her thin body to help Nanchuan up.

"Nanchuan, you must remember that Ying begged for your life. You must treat her well in the future, otherwise, I will beat you!" Lan Qingling sat on Nanzhou's arm and waved her fist at Nanchuan.

After hearing Lan Qingling's words, Nanchuan shrank his neck and nodded quickly.

Lan Qingling nodded with satisfaction and signaled Nanzhou that he could take her back.

When they returned to the tribe, the orcs of Taihao tribe had already placed the sweet potatoes on the open space in the middle of the tribe.

"Chief, where should we put these sweet potatoes?" a male asked.

Wu was stunned for a moment and subconsciously looked towards Nanzhou and Lan Qingling.

Lan Qingling slapped her forehead. She was so focused on leading the females to dig sweet potatoes that she forgot to give the sweet potatoes a home!

"Nanzhou, Nanzhou, put me down!"

Nanzhou quickly put Lan Qingling down, and Lan Qingling squatted on the ground to make a simple cellar, and then asked Wu: "Uncle Wu, is there such a place in the tribe?"

Wu squatted beside Lan Qingling and looked carefully, then shook his head and said: "No."

"Then dig now!"

Nanzhou directly pushed Wu aside, somewhat dissatisfied. Just say what you want to say, why are you standing so close to his rabbit!

Wu was pushed aside. He dared not to be angry or speak. He silently directed the people of Taihao tribe to dig a cellar.

After all, if we don’t dig quickly, it will rain!

The orcs were still very mobile. Soon, a cellar that Lan Qingling gave a thumbs up came out, filled with sweet potatoes, and finally sealed with a stone slab.

Coincidentally, as soon as the door of the cellar was closed, the sky was covered by large dark clouds and it suddenly became dark.

"Okay, let's go back, it's going to rain soon!"

Wu waved at the orcs and asked them to disperse.

And Nanzhou took Lan Qingling back when the dark clouds just covered the sky.

Lan Qingling looked at the house with only a layer of animal skin as the roof and was a little worried: "Nanzhou, will this house leak?"

Nanzhou didn't know either, because he had always lived in a cave and had never lived in a house like this.

The orcs of the Taihao tribe do not like high places and caves, but prefer places with plenty of water and grass, so they have always lived in such houses.

Nanzhou walked around the house, feeling uneasy. He didn't mind getting wet in the rain, but his rabbit couldn't afford to get wet. He still remembered how Lan Qingling looked when she had a fever last time.

"Rabbit, can I take you there for a while?"

Nanzhou pointed to a waterfall next to the tribe. There was a cave behind the waterfall.

Lan Qingling looked in the direction of his hand, but her strength was far inferior to Nanzhou's, and her eyesight was naturally much worse than his.

So she only saw the waterfall.

Uh...are you afraid that the house will leak and get wet, so why not just let the waterfall get them wet first?

Lan Qingling was stunned for a moment!