Halfway through the journey, Ling Yun picked up Lin Qiu again and carried him sideways.

Lin Qiu held Ling Yun's neck tightly, and Ling Yun's steps were fast but steady.

After entering the house, Ling Yun anxiously put Lin Qiu on the kang, tore off the animal skin on her body, and tried to put his head between the clothes around Lin Qiu's waist.

"What are you doing..." Lin Qiu wanted Ling Yun to stop being so anxious, but Ling Yun didn't care.

With a "rip" sound, Lin Qiu knew that the linen cloth he was wearing was torn by Ling Yun.

"Roar..." Song Mu dissatisfiedly took Ling Yun away and threw Lin Qiu onto the kang in his animal form.

Song Mu's fur still carried the chill of the wind and snow, but as he pressed against Lin Qiu, he could feel his warmth beneath the thick fur. The enormous beast held Lin Qiu's thin body beneath it.

The tip of the cold nose arched against Lin Qiu's neck. Lin Qiu reached out and covered Song Mu's entire nose with his palm: "Be good too."

Song Mu transformed into a human form, lying naked on top of Lin Qiu: "Xiao Qiu, do you want it?"

Lin Qiu blinked slightly, then nodded and responded softly.

Ling Yun came up, held Lin Qiu's hand and kissed her fingertips: "Who do you want?"

"Wow..."

Her clothes were stripped off and kisses from both men continued to fall on her skin.

"Xiaoqiu, who do you want?" Ling Yun asked again.

"All, all..." Lin Qiu grabbed Ling Yun's arm, his nails digging into his skin.

Ling Yun and Song Mu were going crazy. Ling Yun picked her up and let her sit astride him: "We'll give it all to you. We'll all give it to you."

The clan leader left early but did not interrupt the atmosphere of the party. Everyone was still fighting fiercely on the ring, and the bonfire next to them was burning more and more vigorously, as if to burn away the bad luck of the previous year.

The flickering flames reflected on everyone's bodies and faces. They hoped that after this cold season passed, everything would be safe and smooth.

Qing Yuan watched from the side for a while. He had no intention of engaging in a fight with the tiger tribe orcs, nor did he want to discuss feather care with the peacock tribe. Now that Lin Qiu was gone, he had no interest in staying here. He held the tiger cub in his arms and said, "You should all go back to my house today. They won't welcome anyone right now."

Qing Yuan felt a little bitter and hung the five tiger cubs on himself.

The five tiger cubs bit the hide on Qing Yuan's body, but still followed him obediently.

Qing Yuan solved the leopard tribe's water problem and originally wanted to stay in his own tribe. There were also many females in his tribe willing to be his partner, but he couldn't bear the longing for Lin Qiu along the way, so he rushed back after the rainy season came.

He knew that Lin Qiu would never accept him. In Lin Qiu's heart and eyes, he was completely filled with Ling Yun and Song Mu.

Even so, Qing Yuan felt that as long as he could see Lin Qiu, he would be satisfied.

Qing Yuan turned into a leopard, held the five cubs in his arms and slept with them for the night.

The next day, the cubs were sent home. Ling Yun was surprised and said, "I thought something was missing from home. It turned out to be them."

Ling Yun frowned when he smelled the scent of leopard all over his cub.

Qing Yuan's usually sunny face darkened. He hadn't been disgusted by the fact that these cubs were licked by Ling Yun and Song Mu last night, leaving them smelling like tigers. "You guys are so indifferent to your cubs, you're really not a competent male."

Ling Yun casually placed a cub on his head and said, "The male cubs of our tiger tribe are not that fragile. They are almost a year old. In today's weather, they can even find a pile of grass to sleep together and nothing will happen. Are the cubs of your leopard tribe that fragile?"

Qing Yuan: “…You!”

Song Mu walked out of the yard: "Alright, Ling Yun." He said to Qing Yuan: "Thank you for helping us take care of the cubs."

Qing Yuan felt a little relieved: "Yeah."

"Han Ji, when you are free, you can come over and play mahjong with us." Song Mu said.

Qing Yuan's eyes lit up: "Okay, I'm free every day during the cold season!"

"You don't have to come every day." Song Mu added.

There were only three people in their family, and Han Ji couldn't find other females to share the table, but Ling Yun and Song Mu both knew that Lin Qiu liked playing mahjong more than playing cards.

Qing Yuan was already very satisfied at this moment, and agreed repeatedly: "I know, I know."