Dressed As A Cheetah Cub In A Primitive Farming

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Because the season is getting warmer, her long hair has gradually turned from silvery white back to black, winding down her neck and chest and scattered in the water, like snakes full of venom that swim up from the shadows of the river bottom one after another, maybe they were bitten. One mouthful will sink silently to the bottom of the river forever, turning into cold and broken mud.

He stretched out his hand and gently shattered his reflection on the river. Under his wet eyelashes were golden eyes with no emotion.

Eighteen years.

He had been with Qiu Chaoxi for eighteen years, and he once thought that taking Qiu, the cub, to the grave of life was the predetermined path for his life.

But Noko suddenly realized that he might want a cub that was completely his own to accompany him throughout his life, but the cub would eventually grow up and leave the nest.

He could rely on stronger power to snatch the cubs from the cheetah husband, but there was no way to rely on these powers to make Qiu Zhen stay with him forever and never leave.

He has been by his side for eighteen years, but sometimes he feels like he is still a lonely tiger.

Qiu may find a partner that suits his heart and give birth to several cute cubs with his beloved partner.

All of Qiu's eyes and thoughts will be dominated by his mate and cubs. What can be given to him is only the short and unsatisfactory conversations of the hunting team these days, or a few hasty greetings like today. That's all...

If you continue to think like this, Noko's face becomes uglier when he is soaked in the water.

He couldn't stand a strange cat intruding into his space, but he couldn't bear to return to the original place after having companionship.

If... his partner could be Qiu...

"Crash!"

The reflection in the water was blown away by Noko, and the broken splash made a heart-stopping sound.

He soaked in the river water for a long time without moving. The rippled and broken reflection gradually gathered together, and the man's wide, helpless eyes were depicted.

...

As the sun set and the darkness gradually climbed up, Luo Qiu lit the fire in the open space of her garden with firewood in her hands. After placing the dry firewood on the fire, she sat down and looked at the ignited flames in a daze.

In the afternoon, he said goodbye to Noko in a hurry on the bank of the Moonlight River. After regaining his consciousness and running home, he also realized that he had escaped. Usually, when meeting in the hunting team during the day, there were many opportunities to talk to each other because of non-violent things. He said a few words, but when they met at the end of the day, he was so confused that he couldn't say anything.

It was obvious that more than ten years ago or even a month ago he was still the same talkative person.

"...What a ghost." Luo Qiu threw the dry firewood in his hand onto the fire, scratched his hair in annoyance and shouted towards the fire.

"Coward, coward! This is your uncle who has been raising you for more than ten years! It's not polite to run away when you meet him? Isn't he a little white-eyed wolf!" There was a crackle of dry wood in the fire, and Luo Qiu sat on the ground and stretched out his legs for a while

. After a while, he laid himself down, wiped his face, pointed his finger at the fire and began to mutter softly, as if there was a life in the fire that could listen to all his complaints over the past month.