The sickly beauty is the favorite of the beast world

His words were obviously normal and there was nothing wrong with them, but for some reason they sounded a little weird to my ears.

People’s hearts are yellow.

Knowing that he had misunderstood, she turned his face to the side manually and pointed at the golden ears of wheat piled in the corner: "I asked you to come up and deal with it."

When Lan He saw the pile of wheat ears, he felt disappointed and incredulous, and his mood instantly wilted: "Oh."

"I'll get it."

Lan He stood up and went to the corner, using his special power to roll up the wheat ears and spin them quickly, while also distracting himself and trying hard to suppress his masculine nature.

It was a misunderstanding. This is really embarrassing.

That night, Lan He almost caught up with the production team's donkey, repeating the process of separating wheat ears and grains, and grinding flour.

She was also busy helping out, as they searched every floor, but no one, young or old, was at home.

The two poor people were busy all night long.

The next morning, Chu Xingnuo was holding his waist and pounding his shoulders, and was helped downstairs by Lan He, who looked sleepy. Yawning is contagious, and after she yawned, he yawned next.

Wen Ci knew from looking at the two of them that they would be making such a fuss until very late that the flames of jealousy were about to burst out of his eyes.

"Wen Ci~" He lost all jealousy when his partner called him softly. He stood in front of her, expecting a loving hug.

Chu Xingnuo yawned and said, "Take the animal skin bag down from my bedroom."

Wen Ci: “…”

So love disappears, right?

He went upstairs with a lost heart, and soon two bags of flour were brought down.

After a simple breakfast, she took out the vegetables she had just planted this morning and asked the males to wash them and make vegetable juice.

Then I started to experiment with making noodles. Making noodles with vegetable juice is much more advanced than technology and hard work.

She also changed several fillings in the mall, such as red bean paste, black sesame, brown sugar, purple sweet potato...

Start making.

It means to do, not to do.

Except for Nan Xi who was taking care of the cubs in the yard, the rest of the males were all busy together. No one was idle. She was still the one in charge of giving orders, directing them how to make them into cartoon styles.

When the first pot of test product was ready, she thought it looked good, picked up one and tasted it, and it felt quite good. The males also picked up the cartoon bags and shared them with each other.

After tasting it, they all gave a positive answer, saying that females would definitely like it.

Chu Xingnuo smiled knowingly. As long as it could be sold, it was good. This was definitely something the orcs could not imitate.

The males were busy making cartoon bags, and she occasionally checked on them from the side.

Remembering that Nanxi and Zizi hadn’t tasted them yet, he grabbed three cartoon bags and went to the yard.

Qian Yu threw himself on her legs and called sweetly, "Mother."

When the cub is in animal form, it is a very cute furry kitten. When it is in human form, it is even cuter. It is as white and tender as a big white steamed bun. You can always want to pinch it.

There was a twinkle of maternal love in Chu Xingnuo's eyes. She smiled at him tenderly and gave him a cartoon bag.

Qian Yu took it obediently and went to Nan Xi. He tried to break the cartoon bag with his little hands: "My mother gave it to me. Let's share it."

Chu Xingnuo, who was distributing food to the listless little fox, looked sideways when he heard the words. Qian Yu broke off a small piece and was feeding it to Nan Xi. Although he obviously wanted to eat it too, he still fed it to Nan Xi first.

Nan Xi ate the food that was fed to her mouthful by mouthful with a smile on her face.

Chu Xingnuo really wanted to say that she had brought enough shares, but seeing that her son was so sensible, she just watched quietly without stopping.

After Qian Yu finished feeding half of it, he asked, "Is it delicious?"

Nan Xi replied gently: "It's delicious."

Qian Yu asked innocently, "My mother is in need of a male witch doctor. When will you be my little father?"

Nan Xi was stunned by the question.

Chu Xingno: "..."

She clearly didn't do anything, but for some reason the embarrassed hero came to her.

Seeing that he didn't answer, Qian Yu continued, "My mother is very gentle and knows how to make delicious food. My father also said that her waist is very soft. Don't you like it?"

There was a barely noticeable pink hue on Nan Xi's face.

Now it's not just an embarrassing issue, it's so shameful that she just stands there with a red face, forgetting to react.

Who said this in front of Zizi?

Qian Yu: "Your face changed color."

Without waiting for Nan Xi to answer, a dark shadow flashed in front of him, covered Qian Yu's mouth and carried him back to the house.

Nan Xi pulled off the ribbon and her eyes happened to meet hers.

Chu Xingnuo's cheeks became even hotter when she met that gentle gaze, and she secretly moved her feet back, trying to quickly extricate herself from this awkward atmosphere.

Nan Xi couldn't see clearly, but she could hear the sound of footsteps fading away: "The cubs all have one, why don't you give me one?"

She paused as she was about to run away, and said with an awkward smile: "This one is cold, I'll get you a warm one."

This was just an excuse she made for herself. She really couldn't stay there any longer. It was common knowledge that Nan Xi wanted to treat her as a masculine and it wasn't embarrassing.

Qian Yu's first sentence only made her a little embarrassed, until he said, "Father also said that mother's waist is weak," which really made her feel ashamed and embarrassed.

It's true that children speak without restraint, but she hasn't trained her face to be as thick as a city wall.

Qian Li shouldn't have taken Qian Yu away just now, he should have hugged her.

Nan Xi put down what she was holding, stood up and walked towards her: "No need to change, I like to eat cold food."

Chu Xingnuo didn't know whether to hide or not, and then stood there and watched him approach step by step.

"My hands are dirty and I can't eat by myself." Nan Xi's gentle voice fell, and he pinched her wrist and fed her into his mouth. His curled eyelashes half covered his beautiful eyes. From her angle of looking up, she could clearly see the love that was about to overflow from his eyes.

He quickly ate up a cartoon bag, and her face turned red as if blood was about to drip out. She had never seen an orc eat food so elegantly.

Nan Xi licked the remaining stuffing on the corner of her lips with the tip of her tongue, and muttered nonchalantly: "The kids want me to be their little father, I wonder if their wish can come true?"

Even a fool can understand what this means, it's very straightforward.

Chu Xingnuo was a little dissatisfied with him: "If you have any ideas, just speak boldly, don't use the guise of a baby."

Nan Xi leaned over and whispered in her ear: "I want to test how soft your waist is."

Her cheeks, which had just cooled down, suddenly turned red again, and she cursed in a low voice, "You rascal."

Nan Xi was stumped by her words again. Is this allowed? Or is it not allowed?

Snake is confused.

The big hand with distinct joints tentatively grasped the slender waist that could be held in one hand.

Chu Xingnuo only felt a chill on her waist, and she took a breath of cold air. She lowered her eyes and saw that the big white porcelain hand had turned into an ice sculpture.

Looking up at the door, Xingchen was fiddling with the cartoon bag in his hand indifferently, as if he had not done this.

Chu Xingno: "..."

Such childish behavior.

The next second, large patches of color-changing flowers surrounded the stars until the purple and black flowers faded away.

Xingchen has lost his original appearance, and his perfect body is now topped by a big pig's head.

Chu Xingnuo wanted to hold back his laughter, but failed and burst out laughing.