Chapter 102
Chapter 102
Chapter 102
Chapter 102
(32.3)
Mu Qing stared at the figure blankly for a while, she wanted to get up and go over there. But she didn’t go in the end, and just slowly laid back down again, curling up on herself, back into the animal skin.
After a long time, she finally heard a sound, it was probably him getting up and coming back.
He laid back down next to her.
Mu Qing felt the slight feeling of coolness that he was bringing with him, that was a coolness infused by the cool moon of the autumn night.
He seemed to be afraid that the coolness of his body would startle her, so he did not get inside the animal skin to cover his body.
Pretending that she had just been awakened by him, Mu Qing yawned, and emitted a dainty, vaguely murmuring sound before reaching out and hugging his bare waist, pressing her warm, soft body against him.
Li Mang did not hesitate and immediately reached out to hold her tightly in his arms, and his lips pressed onto her forehead. It was as if she was some part of his body that had been taken out of his body, and that they were originally supposed to fit closely together like this, undivided.
The next morning, in the dawn light, he led her down the same vast river where they had traveled on for days before, following the direction of the rising sun.
Mu Qing didn’t know where he was taking her. But she was sure that the place where he was going to stop would be where their future home would be.
On the evening of the third day, they stopped at a shallow cave at a cliff by the river. They had consumed almost all of their dry food. So they needed to go find food to replenish their food reserves.
There was no place to hide here, and most likely because he didn’t feel comfortable leaving her alone here, so Li Mang brought her along with him.
Mu Qing watched as he nimbly climbed up a tree, probed into a bird’s nest, and brought down a few bird eggs.
Each one was the size of her palm.
He then grabbed a few big and fat shrewmouses in the rotting and hollow burrow of a big tree. Seeing the things squeaking and squirming in his hand, although Mu Qing was a little frightened, but when she thought about the fact that she had even eaten raw bloody meat before, she was relieved.
In the end, he shot an unlucky roe deer that was startled and tried to flee in front of them. Mu Qing carried the wild fruits she had picked by hand in large leaves, and the two of them returned home fully loaded, and by this time, the sky had already darkened. Halfway there, Mu Qing suddenly heard that something seemed to be moving in the grass by her side. Startled, she jumped to Li Mang’s side.
Li Mang patted her hand soothingly, took hold of his sharp spear, and carefully pushed aside the grass. When they saw the source that had triggered the strange noise, both of them were relieved.
There was a strange little animal there, struggling to get up over and over again, only to fall down again and again. There was a whimpering, sad sound coming from its throat.
She thought it was strange because it looked a bit like a lion, but the hair on its entire body was black, its size didn’t look much bigger than a puppy, and it looked like it had just been born.