Every year before winter, the leopards went on a large hunt.
Due to the rarity of females, only men needed to participate.
So in this environment where males were everywhere, the little female in Ryan's arms was particularly eye-catching.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu wasn't wearing a single thread and only had the fur blanket around her. A few days ago, she was tossed too much by Ryan and had slept on the road, there was no opportunity to wear clothes.
Now, with her jade white feet exposed outside that were connected to delicate ankles, and they shifted as Ryan walked and attracted the attention of many males.
Some of those males didn't have a spouse. When they saw the traces of purplish marks on her calves, they all stared.
Ryan's eyes swept over them in warning and they shifted their gazes aside, wondering. Was this the chief's new spouse?
The race was hunting and the chief was doing what with his female?
What about the pretty little thing the chief had three years ago?
Ryan didn't care about being watched by his tribe and carried Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu into the forest. Leaving behind the race's many gazes, he jumped into a tall tree and set the little girl on his lap.
Once Ryan had reached Wilnor Valley, Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu had woken up but she had no intention of opening her eyes and buried her face in Ryan's chest and slept on.
Ryan's palm slipped into the blanket and groped downward.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu immediately opened her eyes and held out a small hand to stop his. Dark eyes looked up at him and she said in a flurry, "Not here. . ."
She thought he wanted it again and her voice was waxy soft and pitiful, probably to arouse sympathy.
Ryan gently touched her abdomen, "Does it hurt?"
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu nodded.
Of course it hurt. He was big. . . and liked to use his tongue with those rugged barbs, and she wasn't a leopard female, so how could she bear it?
"Hurts here too," Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu saw his face had eased a lot from before and took the opportunity to raise her hands like a kitten.
Seeing the pair of brilliant white wrists and the red swelling begin to fade but replaced with heavy bruises.
Ryan felt a little distressed and held her pale arm, sticking out his tongue to lick her injured arm.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu looked at his closed eyes and suddenly whispered, "Ryan, don't angry, okay?"
Ryan shifted slightly and lifted his eyes.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu reached out to touch his face, then felt wronged and said, "You didn't do this to me before."
She meant tying her up for several hours and being so deliberately indifferent to her.
Ryan stated, "You used to be my spouse."
"And now?"
"Now, prey."
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu mustered up the cheek and said intentionally, "You actually seized someone else's spouse, I didn't think you were such a leopard."
". . ."
Ryan wrinkled his eyebrows, thinking of the possibility of her words, thinking of her and another man in the picture, and his heart immediately surged with the intent to slaughter.
He licked his teeth and squeezed a heavy voice from his throat, "Whose?"
It seemed that as soon as she said a name, he would immediately go slit their belly.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu said, "Whoever it may be. Since you say I'm not your spouse, then I will sooner or later become someone else's spouse. Maybe Winter, maybe Holden. . ." She said the two names casually.
After she had finished, Ryan lowered his head to bite her unlikable mouth and blocked her words. He didn't want to hear the name of the wolf from her mouth.
"Winter has a spouse," Ryan said, as for the stupid wolf, "If you take a step towards him, I'll blow his entire race to the ground."
". . ." Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu flattened her mouth into a line, wondering if he hadn't blasted other tribes into the ground over the years.
Cheapskate.
However, she didn't get to say those words because Ryan was already kissing her.
His palms held her hips in case she fell away from him and his lips were pressed against her pink ones, invading her mouth.
For a long time, Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu was kissed until she was out of breath and her tongue was slightly sore. She was about to turn away to escape when suddenly, a clear cry came from a nearby tree——
"Uncle Ryan, what are you doing here?"
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu quickly pushed Ryan away and looked back. She saw a little guy in fur clothing standing under the tree, carrying a self-made bow and arrow on his back and tilting his head up to stare at the tree with curious eyes.
It was Winter's son Wenrick.
Winter didn't dare come call for Ryan so he cheated and sent his son over.
Wenrick said, "Dad said that they've started to move, can we go hunting?"
Ryan licked the corners of his mouth, the tip of his tongue chasing Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu's sweet taste, and his eyes shifted toward Wenrick, "Go back and tell your father, if he dares to disturb me, I'll shred him unceremoniously next time."
Wenrick nodded honestly, his line of sight involuntarily shifting to Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu.
He recognized her as the "deer female" who had fed him milk a few days ago.
Why was she here?
Wenrick blinked in disbelief. Did Uncle Ryan not eat her?
Not waiting for Wenrick to speak, Ryan took Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu and jumped down from the tree.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu said something in Ryan's ear and he set her behind a stout tree, blocking Wenrick's sight.
Soon after, Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu came out from behind the tree and was dressed neatly.
In order to fit with the clothes here, she had bought a fox fur cape and was suitable to wear in the climate.
The white fur surrounded her pink and white little face, like a cluster of flowers blooming quietly in the winter frost.
A pair of suede boots were on her feet, a unique touch.
Without waiting for her to come, Ryan picked her up again and carried her in the direction of the tribe.
*
The herbivorous species of the Wilnor Valley enjoyed living under the foothills, especially the ones between two mountains.
Winter had already observed the situation ahead of time and waited for Ryan to come back and set out orders.
Ryan listened to his narrative then divided the race into two parts, attacking from the east and west.
Before setting out, Ryan found a cave under a mountain and put Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu in it, leaving a tribesman there to look after her.
Although hunting wasn't dangerous, there was no 100% guarantee for safety.
Ryan arranged everything and led the tribe into the valley.
Due to the climate, this time the hunt was longer and it took two days and two nights to return.
During those two days, Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu was bored.
There was nothing in the cave, only the food left behind by Ryan.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu wanted to go out into the nearby forest to walk but the leopard outside the cave stopped her and refused to let her go anywhere.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu tried to communicate with him, but he couldn't understand her.
Even without him saying so, she knew this was Ryan's order.
Ryan was probably scared of her leaving again and didn't dare leave her alone.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu had to give up and return to the cave.
Fortunately, when she came, she had been prepared. She took out her textbooks and research materials from her space and sat in the corner to write to pass the time.
She thought that since Ryan didn't believe her, then she would try to convince him.
——She had come back seriously this time to be with him.
Two days later, Ryan returned with the tribe.
They had caught a lot of prey, tied with strong ropes, and he headed in the direction of the cave.
As he approached the entrance, Ryan threw the rope to Dole behind him and coolly commanded:
"Pick the last to die and celebrate the evening with a bonfire."
Dole promised to take the prey with their tribe.
Ryan looked toward the entrance of the cave where it was dark and invisible.
He paused slightly. At the moment, he didn't have the courage to walk into it. After that it would be empty and deserted.
After a long time, he finally stretched a long leg and went in.
. . .
"Ryan, you're finally back!"
Ryan wasn't standing yet when a little female rushed toward him and wrapped her arms around his waist, her soft body buried in his chest. He looked up and saw her small face, bright eyes staring at him pleasantly.
Ryan startled, as if in a trance.
Before, every time he left, he was greeted with nothing.
This novelty was a first.
The unique fragrance of the girl's body reminded him that it wasn't an illusion.
Ryan's eyes were deep and dark, and he didn't respond.
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu thought her enthusiasm wasn't good and blinked, "Ryan?"
Suddenly, Ryan closed his eyes and lowered his voice, "Get out."
Jǐ Xiǎo Ōu: ". . . ?"
Later, she understood that this sentence wasn't for her, but for the leopard who had guarded the entrance of the cave.
Before the leopard left, he heard Ryan add, "No one comes here before dark."
The leopard immediately guessed what was going to happen and said, "Yes, chief."
So the leopard outside quickly cleaned up and spontaneously left quite the distance from the cave.
Even so, soon afterwards, the female's shy and repressed whimpers were still heard intermittently.