Chapter 1147 Beast World (46)
There is no denying her words.
"." She knew that he would not listen to this matter.
"It's getting late, it's time to go back."
The muscular man said plainly, and then hugged her with one hand.
She wrapped her arms around his neck subconsciously, looking at the bananas on the ground.
A whole bunch of half-green and half-yellow bananas on the ground weighed at least twenty or thirty catties.
Museel held her with one hand, in the standard posture of holding a child, and with the other hand, he easily lifted the banana and walked back.
He looked as usual, without even frowning, as if what he was holding was not a banana, but light cotton.
The elf looked at him and hesitated.
wanted to say something, but the words came to his lips, and he didn't continue.
She knew that such a little weight was nothing to him.
Carrying a few kilograms in one hand is as easy to him as carrying an empty bag in one hand.
It's just that he is still holding her, and he doesn't know if it's hard
She hooked his neck and pursed her lips: "Museel, let me go by myself, I'm very heavy."
Mussel kept walking.
". Mussel?"
He hummed and patted her butt: "Hold tight, don't blame me if you fall."
Elf girl: "."
She coughed lightly, her old face flushed, and she stopped talking.
Quietly, hugged him tightly.
Back on the hillside, Mussel put down the girl, and then hung the half-green bananas in a cool and ventilated place.
The bananas were hung so high that Yun Si couldn't reach them even if she stood on tiptoe desperately.
In this way, it seems to be deliberately preventing her from stealing.
Museel was tall, at least two meters tall, while she was shorter, with thin arms and legs. After so many years of growing up, she barely reached his chest.
Like a dwarf, she looked at Mussel and pulled the clothes on herself in dissatisfaction.
The clothes on her body were made of Mussel's hair. Her red and white slender legs were exposed under the shorts, and her long hair was also wrapped around a tree vine and tied behind her head.
Museel hung up the half-green bananas, and when he turned around, he saw her tearing his clothes.
Pinching the corner of the clothes with fair fingers, pulling slightly hard, not afraid of tearing the clothes.
The man stared at her for two seconds, then walked over and hugged her.
touched her clothes, with a calm expression: "Short? Want a new one?"
The girl nodded.
"Museel, look."
She raised her hands, high above her.
Raising both hands, the clothes on his body are also lifted up.
Thus, half of her snow-white waist was exposed.
Bright and undisguised.
"It's really short, I have to be careful every time, and I can't make big moves."
She said seriously.
"." Mussel narrowed his eyes slightly.
Staring at her waist, she didn't move.
Silently, the light blue pupils seemed to darken.
His gaze has been on her waist, bit by bit, like an invisible hand, placed on it.
Lingering, eyes full of wildness, and a sense of merciless aggression.
As if in the next second, he was going to do something to her.
"Museel?" The girl withdrew her hands, seeming a little uncomfortable.
The man with bronzed muscles suddenly laughed, and slowly put her down.
(end of this chapter)