"Selecting a Concubine"

Ni's purple pupils suddenly shrank, and his knuckles fiercely gripped her wrist bone: "Is it something that must be done?"

His voice was terribly low and hoarse, as if squeezed out from between his teeth, and every word was wrapped in blood.

Perhaps his voice was too deep, which startled Tuanzi on the bamboo bed and made him burst into howling "Wow".

Fu Ying turned his head and took a look, then tapped his fingertips lightly on Ni's tense wrist: "Go, hug her, practice in advance, don't be like this when you become a father in the future, or the cub will be afraid of you."

Ni's deep purple pupils trembled suddenly, and his knuckles tightened unconsciously.

Father? Will he become a father one day?

This name was like a blunt knife, slowly and powerfully cutting through his heart.

"Go quickly!" Fu Ying pushed him.

At her urging, Ni walked stiffly to the bamboo bed.

Tuanzi's face turned red from crying, and she sobbed. Her tears fell like beads from a broken string.

He tightened his jaw, his thin, crimson lips were stretched into a straight line, his long brows were furrowed, and he stretched out his hand hesitantly, but he was afraid of crushing such a weak thing to death, so his slender fingertips hung in the air for a moment.

He turned his head to look at Fu Ying, but saw that she had her eyelids lowered again, concentrating on cutting the meat. She was not paying any attention to him at all, and did not seem to be worried that he would hurt the little thing on the bamboo bed.

Ni slowly lowered her long eyelashes, half covering her pupils, and finally bent down to pick up Tuanzi.

The muscles in his arms were so tense that even his fingertips were white, and his movements were stiff, as if what he was holding in his arms was not a cub, but some tricky and ferocious beast.

Surrounded by a strange smell, Tuanzi opened his wet eyes and looked around. He didn't recognize the person and cried even harder. His little face turned red and he almost suffocated.

Ni's brows knitted even tighter, his fingertips trembled slightly, and his voice was very stiff: "...Don't cry."

“Wow—”

Ni patted her twice awkwardly, but Tuanzi's crying became sharper and sharper, showing no respect at all.

A murderous look suddenly appeared between his brows, and he raised his head——

Fu Ying raised his eyes and took a look. The next moment, green vines burst out from his fingertips. The vines covered with sharp teeth twisted and entangled with each other, and in a blink of an eye, they were twisted into a strange-shaped straw doll.

Ni held the deformed straw doll in his hand and handed it to Tuanzi, saying in a low voice, "Play with this and don't cry."

The corner of Fu Ying's mouth twitched subtly, and his look of disobedience was mixed with absurdity.

If this guy becomes a father in the future, it would be quite scary, right?

As Fu Ying finished his thoughts, Tuanzi's crying stopped abruptly.

She blinked her tearful eyes, staring at the ferocious straw doll in her hand without blinking, and suddenly reached out to grab it, then pulled out the doll's sharp teeth.

After a moment, Tuanzi let out a "chuckle".

Fu Ying suddenly felt a headache again.

*

As dusk fell, several males were still busy.

In fact, the bamboo house had already been built, but Ni did not prepare it according to their requirements. In order to distinguish it from his own bamboo house, he even built it very sloppily!

The gaps between the bamboo joints were so big that air could leak through, as if they were torn by wild beasts.

They will be living in this house with the female master in the future, so naturally they are not satisfied.

The Marquis of Buye was tied up hands and feet and moved to lie under the eaves of the bamboo house.

He frowned and kept trying to communicate with the Zerg, but unfortunately, it was like falling into an abyss and he couldn't catch any of them.

The bamboo door was pushed open with a creaky sound. He leaned against the door, glanced at everyone, and said, "The meal is ready, come in."

After she finished speaking, she glanced at Buye Hou, raised her hand, and the hemp ropes that bound his hands and feet broke.

She looked down at him condescendingly, her red lips slightly parted, and her charming voice was unhurried: "Don't waste your energy. Without my permission, you will never be able to communicate with the Zerg in your life."

Upon hearing this, the colorful pupils of Buyehou suddenly shrank and his expression became uncertain.

"If you dare to run, I will crush your leg bones one by one." As she spoke, she tilted her head and chuckled at Buye Hou: "You know I can do it."

After Fu Ying finished speaking, she turned around and went back to the bamboo house. All that was left was her lazy voice: "Come in."

When Bai Cang, Teng and Qinglan heard Fu Ying's voice, they all stopped and walked over here.

Hou Buye looked at the backs of the three people entering one after another, closed his eyes, and finally gritted his teeth and followed them in.

He has always been the best at judging the situation.

Otherwise, during the rainy season of the oasis tribe, he would have submitted to the vicious female Fu Ying, hoping to use her power to find a way out for himself and change the situation of being bullied, although the final outcome was somewhat different from what he had planned.

After all, he underestimated Fu Ying's cruelty.

The Marquis of Buye had a gloomy expression on his face. He had just entered the bamboo house when he was pushed out by the Teng again.

He was holding a black rack in one hand. It looked strange and it was hard to tell what it was used for.

Immediately afterwards, Bai Cang, Qing Lan and Ni each brought out a large plate of meat skewers skewered on bamboo sticks. The meat skewers were fresh, shiny with oil, and had some inexplicable aroma on them that went straight into people's noses.

Fu Ying leaned against the edge of the table, raised his eyebrow, and glanced at Buye Hou: "What are you standing there for? Work!"

Buyehou frowned, looked at the pile of meat skewers, and sneered: "It's not even enough to fill the gaps between my teeth."

Fu Ying raised his eyelids and raised a sarcastic smile: "Then you don't have to eat."

As soon as she came out with the skewers, Bai Cang naturally reached out to take them.

Fu Ying stood under the eaves, watching the heavy rain outside weaving a dense and impenetrable rain curtain.

Qinglan sat behind the grill. After a quick measurement with his slender hands, he understood how to use it. He raised his eyes to glance at Fu Ying, his gray-brown eyes clear and bright, and his voice was ethereal: "Are you going to grill meat here?"

Fu Ying lowered his eyes and looked at the fully prepared barbecue equipment. He moved closer to Qinglan, put charcoal in the grill, and grilled the marinated meat skewers on the fire. Smoke rose instantly as the fat dripped.

Buyehou leaned against a bamboo pillar, his colorful glass-like eyes flashing with a hint of sneer: "Tsk, only females like to do such laborious things."

"People who don't work can't eat." Fu Ying didn't even raise his eyes, flipped the sizzling skewers of meat, and said lightly.

Buyehou sneered: "Who cares? The ones I hunt myself are more delicious."

After saying this, he was about to step into the rain when Fu Ying's lazy voice rang out: "Don't you want your legs anymore? If you leave my sight without my permission, I will break your legs anyway."

After saying this, Fu Ying sprinkled a handful of cumin.

She also prepared chili powder, I wonder if anyone can handle spicy food.

"You!" Buyehou suddenly turned around, and the raindrops dripping from the eaves hit his brow bone and turned into tiny icicles along his eyelashes. The cruel words that he had not finished speaking turned into scarlet murderous intent in his eyes in the rain.

Qinglan noticed that Fuying's eyes were slightly narrowed by the smoke, and stretched out his hand to block the grill: "I'll do it."

He took the bamboo stick and flipped it flexibly with his slender fingers, very skillfully.

Soon, the overbearing aroma drifted out and penetrated into everyone's stomach.

"You are very suitable for these delicate jobs." Fu Ying sat next to Qinglan, and seeing him grilling the meat in a very professional manner, he leaned towards him with his chin raised.

Qinglan's ears immediately turned red, his Adam's apple rolled, and he whispered, "You taught well."

Teng's dark green eyes reflected the two of them. Upon hearing Fu Ying's praise, he immediately stepped forward and squeezed in between them. He picked up the skewers and grilled them together with Qing Lan. He said to Fu Ying, "It's too smoky here. Ah Ying, go and rest."

His bony fingers clenched the skewers tightly, causing sparks to fly everywhere, as if he was competing with someone.

Obviously, with a temper like that, it's okay for him to sharpen his bone knife and kill people, but barbecue? Ordinary.

"Let me do it." Bai Cang shook his head, a trace of disgust flashed across Mili's face. Just as he was about to take the skewers from Teng's hand, Tuanzi's humming sound was heard in the room.

Upon hearing this voice, the man beside him glared coldly, and said, "Go and comfort your cub!"

Bai Cang glanced at him sideways, a hint of darkness flashed across his narrow fox eyes, and he was very puzzled.

Fu Ying suddenly smiled, her eyes and eyebrows curved, and she was in a very good mood.

It's raining heavily, the aroma of meat is everywhere, and with a handsome man by your side, how can you be without wine?

She has only one purpose today.

"Selecting a concubine".