Beast World Sweet Pet: I rely on the foundation to become a boss

"Feng Yi, you are so stingy, Luoyang won't like you." Hearing what Feng Yi said, Hong Guo wasn't angry, because orcs have a strong desire to possess their sub-orcs.

"Yang only likes me, so you don't come to my house from now on." Feng Yi confronted Hong Guo in a serious manner.

"Hmph, Asian orcs don't like their orcs to be so stingy." Hongguo pouted.

"Yang likes me no matter what, right, Yang?"

Feng Yi suddenly looked at Luoyang affectionately, the speed of changing his face was amazing.

"Ahem, of course I like..."

"Luoyang, did you say that you can't be too stingy." Hongguo clearly remembered what Luoyang once said to comfort the Asian orcs who lost in the competition.

"Ahem, what, Feng Yi, the grilled fish is ready for you, Hongguo, the roast suckling pig should be ready to eat, let's cut it off and taste it."

Luo Yang was originally trying to reduce his sense of existence, who made him the center of the discussion between these two people, who knew that Feng Yi punched straight.

"Are you ready to eat? It smells so good. Cut it off quickly. I've been swallowing just now."

No wonder Hongguo is like this. Whoever eats fish all winter will want to eat some other meat for a change.

"Thank you, Yang." After picking up the fish that Luoyang grilled by himself, Feng Yi ate it with relish.

"Huh, here you are." Luo Yang took a dagger and carefully cut a piece for Hongguo, his little heart, what happened to him just now, almost forced these two people to confess in public, uh, although there is only Hongguo in the audience, That was embarrassing too.

"Here." Just as he was about to cut a piece for himself, Feng Yi had already put down the grilled fish, quickly cut a large piece for Luoyang, and thoughtfully put it in a bamboo bowl and handed it to Luoyang.

"Hmph!" Hong Guo rolled her eyes in response to Feng Yi's different treatment.

"Phew, it's delicious. Although it lacks the taste of pepper, the meat is too tender..."

Blowing on the hot air, Luoyang took a bite of the suckling pork, and was moved to tears. It was really delicious that I haven't tasted for a long time.

"Yeah, good time, good time." Hongguo nodded frantically, his mouth was full of meat, like a little hamster, with bulging cheeks, and his cute face made him even cuter.

For the next time, the three of them quietly enjoyed their respective delicacies. With the unremitting efforts of Hongguo and Luoyang, they only killed a quarter of the roast suckling pig, and Feng Yi also killed a quarter of his own grilled fish. One of the roast suckling pigs made several people face up to the sky.

"Huh, I still want to eat, but I can't take it anymore." Hong Guo rubbed her stomach in distress.

"No, I can't eat anymore." Luo Yang waved his hand feebly, this meal was a bit too forceful.

"I'm full." Feng Yi said quickly seeing Luo Yang's gaze.

"This roast suckling pig won't taste good when it's cold, and it won't be fresh if it's reheated tomorrow, Feng Yi, you can divide the pagoda into two parts and send it to Uncle Xue and the witch doctor."

Adhering to the fine tradition of not wasting, Luoyang decided to reluctantly part with each other. This relationship also needs to be maintained, and it is just right to give some food.

"Okay, I'll go right away." After speaking, he got up, quickly packed the remaining roast suckling pig, and went out.

"What on earth is this orc's stomach made of? Feng Yi has eaten so much, and he has never seen his stomach grow bigger."

Luo Yang sighed, touched his little watermelon-like stomach, and asked the sky speechlessly.

"The orcs are like this. They eat so much, and they don't know where they all went."

Hongguo complained solemnly, alas, he is also envious, rubbing his little belly, and looking up at the sky with Luoyang.

"Luoyang, do you know that since you came to the tribe, the tribe has really changed a lot. Although the tribesmen are not very good at talking, they are very grateful to you from the bottom of their hearts." Hongguo sighed sincerely from the heart.

"These are nothing to me. I hope the tribe will get better and better." Luo Yang will not say what should be said. He is not a saint, and he also has his own little thoughts.

"In short, everyone is very grateful to you." Hongguo turned her head and looked at Luoyang's side face seriously.

"You don't know, before you came to the tribe, every winter, every rainy season, some of our clansmen died. My brother, he also got wet in the rainy season, got a fever, and just disappeared like that." The corners of his eyes slipped After a tear, Hongguo concealed and continued to look at the sky.

"But you are here. No one in the tribe will die because of winter, and they can be rescued by fever. You don't know what you mean to the tiger tribe..."