Half Moon Bay.
A river and lake area with a very nice name.
A narrow and deep river turns here, forming a pure lake at the bend, and the color of the lake is a beautiful azure blue.
There is a white sand beach on the lakeside, forming a crescent shape, hence the name Half Moon Bay.
The bend of the river here encloses a fertile land.
This is a rare small alluvial plain on the grassland, which is very suitable for agricultural development.
Moreover, the river is also a natural barrier. By simply building a fortress on the opposite side of the river, the prototype of a city can be formed.
Jiang Yue was very satisfied.
Such a good place was not Huo Xiong's first choice at first because another large tribe on the grassland, the hyena tribe, often hunted here and passed by the giant beasts drinking water during their migration.
Every year during the migration season of giant beasts, this place becomes the hunting ground of the hyenas.
Therefore, if the Moon Goddess Tribe wants to develop here, it will inevitably have a series of conflicts with the Hyena Tribe, such as competition for resources.
But Jiang Yue looked at other places and none of them were suitable, so she gritted her teeth and decided to stay here.
The grassland tribes originally did not have particularly clear territorial divisions, they were all migratory tribes.
If a conflict really arises, we can only fight it with our own strength.
That night, it was Ling Qingyun's turn to sleep with him.
Jiang Yue took out the hair she had combed from Hope last night, exchanged it for a set of tools for making wool felt from the system mall, and started poking it.
Ling Qingyun's beast form rolled over and rolled into Jiang Yue's arms, with its red furry head resting on Jiang Yue's thighs. It looked at her coquettishly with its fox eyes: "Yue'er, what are you doing? Why are you hugging this bag of Hope's fur? The smell of male fur is so stinky."
"Does it smell?" Jiang Yue asked doubtfully as she put the partially poked felt next to her nose and sniffed: "It doesn't smell, it just smells like normal hair."
Ling Qingyun's sour expression was written on his face: "You don't accompany me, but play with his fur. What's so fun about his fur?"
Jiang Yue: "...I'm not playing with fur, I'm making a handicraft."
Ling Qingyun's eyes were burning: "What kind of handicrafts need to be made with Hope's hair? Can't my hair be used?"
Jiang Yue: "..."
She promised Hope that she would comb only him, but she didn't promise to do wool felting only for him, so it should be okay to make a red fox version, right?
Is that okay?
Jiang Yue hesitated for a while and nodded, "Okay, then give me some hair."
Ling Qingyun rolled off the bed in an instant, and the moment he got off the bed, he turned into a red fox, then opened his mouth and pulled out a large piece of red hair from his body.
Jiang Yue: "...You don't have to be so rough, does it hurt?"
"It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt." Ling Qingyun got Jiang Yue's promise, and now he became interested in watching her playing with Hope's fur.
"Yue'er is still the best to me~"
Jiang Yue rubbed his long, soft red hair and said, "It's because you are the best at acting like a spoiled child."
Jiang Yue pinched Qingyun's ears so hard that they became itchy and his face turned red.
"Yue'er..."
The room was filled with passion, with the hair of the red fox and the lion scattered on the bed and the floor, making a mess.
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