Thinking of something, Wolf King turned his gaze to Tiger Hill opposite.

His gentle gaze carried a hint of scrutiny. Hu Qiu's thin lips were tightly pursed, and the slightly upturned corners of his mouth carried a subtle air of domineering and unruly arrogance.

His bronze skin radiated a healthy glow, showcasing his strength and masculinity. Wolf King's eyes gleamed, thinking that Tiger Hill must be quite skilled at hunting.

I just don't know if they have any superpowers?

Tiger Hill noticed Wolf King's gaze, and his eyes lit up. Did he have something good to sell?

Don't hesitate to speak up, he has shell coins!

"Wolf King, why are you blocking my way?" Aoki thought for a moment but couldn't figure it out, so he tilted his head and asked in confusion.

Then his gaze fell on the Wolf King's hand behind his back. Not only did the Wolf King block him, but he also secretly pulled his hand.

That's so strange...

What can you do about your own orcs?

Spoil them!

Thinking of this, Aoki helplessly took Wolf King's hand, which was behind his back, and noticed that it was much smoother than his own. He curiously squeezed it.

Aoki suddenly realized why Xiaxia liked Wolf King to pinch her cheeks and wouldn't let him. Wolf King's hands were so soft; he wondered how he took care of them.

That's strange, I've never seen him take care of himself before...

If Shengxia knew what he was thinking, she would definitely explain loudly that it wasn't a matter of tenderness or not, but that he was pinching her too hard!

The sudden touch made Wolf King shudder, and he turned around in surprise: "What's wrong?" He suddenly grabbed Wolf King's hand.

Didn't you ask me to hold your hand?

Wolf King: "..."?

Wolf King shook his head and chuckled helplessly. He should know; if he could understand, he wouldn't be Aoki.

At this very moment, under the pavilion on the other side.

As Sheng Xia sat opposite the chief, looking at the dozen or so large baskets at his feet, each as tall as a beast, filled with cleaned hemp, a smile involuntarily crept onto his lips.

The small loom was a sample; the larger one was still under construction. She originally planned to sell two to the tribe and keep one for her family once they were finished.

This not only promotes the overall development of the tribe, but also allows individuals to earn more coins, creating a win-win situation that is considered a sure win.

Having more kids at home means having more coins is never a bad thing.

Why did the chief suddenly send all the hemp over?

"Chief, why was so much hemp delivered?"

Judging from the condition of the basket, it seems that the hemp from the last transaction was brought over together with today's.

"It's like this, Xiaxia, these are all rewards from the tribe. After you finish making that machine, the tribe will exchange it for food, but there's no rush to use it."

"Use this hemp to make your own clothes. After the snow season, we'll clear a plot of land by the river to grow hemp, and then distribute the harvested hemp together."

This was the result of a long discussion between him and Mao Ning. Xia Xia lacked nothing, but just because she was kind and didn't ask for anything, she shouldn't be wronged.

He always remembers that without her, there would be no Yafatu today.

In the past, resources were scarce, and there wasn't much to spare, so we had to be frugal. Now, things are getting better and better for the tribe.

I'll gradually make it up to Xiaxia later!

You gave her all of that?

This reward is way too generous...

Seeing the chief's sincere expression, Sheng Xia felt a warmth in her heart. She smiled and looked at the large baskets surrounding her with bright eyes.

The quantity was enormous; judging by the appearance, the cloth woven from it was enough to make over a hundred orcs' shirts.

Is it inappropriate to give her all the hemp that the tribe traded for with food from their warehouse?

After feeding the children an extra meal, Yang Yun finished her work and immediately started washing fruit and making juice. Then, with a smile, she excitedly produced an exquisite ice-blue tray.

Humming a simple tune, she carried her things and walked briskly towards the yard.

Xiaxia, you've worked hard. He's not good at dealing with beastmen and can't help her, so he can only do his best to make her life more comfortable.

Fortunately, he's a good cook.

"Xiaxia, the fruit and juice are here. Call me when you're done." Yang Yun placed the cut fruit and freshly squeezed juice on the table.

"Okay~" Shengxia smiled, her almond-shaped eyes crinkling, and reached out to grab his big hand, secretly scratching it.

A tingling sensation spread from her palms to her entire body, leaving no spot untouched. Yang Yun's eyes shone brightly as he quickly leaned in and gently kissed her cheek.

Then, with a sweet smile, she reluctantly left the pavilion.

As Shengxia watched his retreating figure, her heart softened; her little lamb was so sweet.

Turning her head, she met Xing Mu's clear, blue eyes. She blinked and smiled playfully, then turned back to face the chief, becoming serious again.

"Chief, this is too much. Just give me two baskets... that's enough."

She felt uneasy holding too much.

Seeing Shengxia's disapproving look, Lion Mountain made the decision directly: "No need to say more, this is the tribe's decision, it's settled then. Alright, I'm leaving."

He secretly thought that even without a loom, the best things should be given to Xiaxia first.

Their high shaman is the face of the tribe.

Good things are a must-have!

Watching the chief's retreating figure as he ran away quickly, Sheng Xia felt both touched and amused.

Suddenly, I felt a warmth around my waist, and a warm chest pressed against my back. I could hear Xingmu's clear and melodious voice in my ear.

"Sister Shengxia, should we put these hemp fibers away?"

Shengxia leaned down and nestled into Xingmu's arms like a boneless creature, tilting her head back and smiling sweetly.

"No rush, we'll collect it later. Let's sit here for a while."

“Okay, sister, I’ll go to the Mushroom House to teach them how to plant. I’ll earn a lot of Shells, and I’ll give them all to you. I’ll give you all the Shells I earn in the future.”

Xingmu kissed the top of Shengxia's head, gently rested his chin on her shoulder, and quietly turned his head to take a deep breath in her ear.

Squinting, she sighed inwardly, "She smells so good..."

"You're so good..." Sheng Xia's almond-shaped eyes curved into a smile as she tilted her head back and kissed his chin.

She affectionately rubbed her head against his chest.

"I'm a good girl, so you have to like me, sister, like me in this life and in the next, okay?" Xingmu felt a flutter in his heart as he looked at her neck.

He turned his head and kissed her.

Shengxia returned the kiss, murmuring softly, "Okay... I'll love you in this life... and the next."

Xingmu's heart skipped a beat, his heart raced, and his blood began to boil; he was uncontrollably excited.

His right hand tightly embraced her waist, while his left hand, filled with indescribable excitement and joy, slowly moved downwards.

Shengxia shuddered, grabbed his left hand, and said in a sweet but slightly hoarse voice, "No... we're going to eat soon..."

“Okay, let’s kiss a little longer…” Xing Mu placed his hand on her back, his voice low and hoarse, with a slight sob in it.

He suddenly realized what he had just said, opened his eyes abruptly, and his face was filled with terror.

He forgot to use a high-pitched voice!

I hope Sister Shengxia won't dislike his voice.

His voice was so deep, it was completely out of character for his age.

Summer Sister heard it...

She... will definitely hate it.