Chapter 1141 Beast World (40)
The elf still didn't chase after him in the end.
Because she wasn't sure why it was angry, and she didn't know if it had something important to do.
In case it has something important to do, the understanding she should not chase it out.
After all, the kind elf doesn't want to disturb it or delay what it has to do.
Based on such uncertain thoughts, the elf walked back to the cave silently.
Lying on the straw mat again, he used his small mat as a quilt to cover himself.
The cave is very cold, there is always a kind of eerie, icy cold.
I don’t know where the wind is coming from, it’s always whistling, accompanied by the sound of water in the cave from time to time, it sounds like you’re in a ghost cave.
It's faint, very weird.
The little elf, who likes warmth, couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief towards his hands, and rubbed them together.
It was dark all around, there was no warm fire, and there was no warmest heat source in the past.
The little elf silently covered the little cushion tightly, couldn't help sighing, and was thinking about planting some cotton near the wolf den.
If she doesn't prepare the quilt in advance, if she is still like this in summer, how will she live in winter?
Late at night, Mussel still didn't come back.
The elf, who wanted to wait for it to come back, curled up against the cold, and finally couldn't help being sleepy, and slowly fell asleep.
She is an elf, even though it is cold, she will be fine.
Especially when you are asleep, you will naturally not feel the cold anymore.
Just sleepy, she will subconsciously reach out to check the position next to her.
Empty, cold.
She yawned and went back to sleep.
I don't know how long it has passed.
There was silence in the cave, so quiet that even the sound of water dripping on the stone floor could be heard clearly and clearly.
The moonlight is shining outside, but the cave is dark and silent.
I don't know when, the elf's body warmed up again.
It was as if there was a huge and incomparable flame that enveloped her impermeably, dispelling all the chills from her body.
The elf, whose face was pale from the cold, couldn't help approaching the heat source.
Touching the familiar temperature, her eyes opened a little mistyly.
In the darkness, she could feel a familiar breath hugging her, wiping her face and body with a wet cloth.
The temperature of the cloth is very cold, with the bitterness of the cave.
His palms were very hot, he hugged her, and rubbed her body carefully little by little.
Like wiping off all the dirt on her body.
"." The elf raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.
The little head leaned against his hard chest, hugged him, closed his eyes, and moaned.
"Museel I'm Cold"
The low and weak voice of the little milk was extremely subtle, as if there was a hint of shivering.
The man paused for a moment, then hugged her tightly.
Quickly wiped her down, then changed back into wolf form, and put her under his stomach.
The abdomen of a wolf is the most fragile and sensitive, but it is also the warmest and softest. It is the place where cubs like to stay.
The six-year-old girl huddled inside, almost her whole body was buried in its soft fur, sticking to its extremely warm belly.
The wolf's big tail covered her, covering her completely.
The little girl in the clouds finally felt comfortable, closed her eyes, and was happy.
(end of this chapter)