There was a stone, so he used it to vent his anger. Mateo hugged the stone and scratched it, then found another stone, knocked it hard, knocked it and scratched it, which made the nest deeper and deeper.
When Clara came back, she saw Mateo beating the stone she had brought back. It was already so deep. Clara pointed to the extra parts and said, "Knock this off, and also this piece."
After a while, Clara stopped Mateo's venting and happily said, "Mateo, you're amazing! I'll cook meat soup for you later."
"What is meat soup?" I don't want to eat it, I wants grass shoes.
Clara didn't pay attention to Mateo's unhappiness, just washed the pot again and again, and then started making meat soup. "Oh, the sweet potatoes dug up some days ago haven't been eaten yet, don't know if they've gone bad." Clara found the sweet potatoes in the basket. Luckily, they weren't bad, and there are sweet potatoes too! It's been so many days; tonight, they'll eat them all.
After Clara finished her busy work, she realized that Mateo wasn't in the house. If it were usual, he would be sticking to her by this time.
After searching around, she found that Mateo had somehow gotten a large stone and was hitting it, looking angry!
"Mateo! What's wrong with you!" Clara walked over and saw Mateo with a serious and displeased expression.
Something must have happened today. Mateo is usually smiling, but today is a rare sight. "Mateo!" Clara called softly again.
Being called by Clara like this, Mateo felt like his heart was scratched by cat claws. He didn't dare to look at Clara, dropped the stone in his hand, and ran towards home, forget it, he decided not to be mad at Clara anymore.
Upon entering the house, the delicious smell of meat filled the air. The meat soup in the stone pot on the stove was simmering continuously. Clara entered the house, added the sweet potatoes to the pot, and threw in some pickled fruits.
Mateo had already forgotten about the grass shoes, his eyes fixed on the meat soup in the stone pot, and his stomach was growling! He kept asking Clara when it would be ready!
Clara was also anxious. It had been a while since she had drunk meat soup. For someone like her, who had tasted various delicious foods, she was even more eager than Mateo!
When the meat soup was almost ready, Clara used a bamboo spoon and a bamboo bowl to scoop out the meat soup. Mateo held the bamboo-made utensils, curious and amazed. "Cla, you're amazing!" After praising Clara, Mateo couldn't wait to start eating the meat soup.
"Wow!" Just after taking a sip, Mateo screamed. He had burned himself.
Clara hurriedly said, "Don't rush, blow on it while you drink, or you'll burn your mouth."
Clara demonstrated to him, and Mateo also learned to blow and drink at the same time. It's so delicious. I have never drunk such delicious water. "Cla, what is this! It tastes so delicious!"
"This is meat soup, with meat and sweet potatoes. The combination of meat and vegetables is delicious, right?" Clara sipped the meat soup, feeling incredibly happy.
Almost the entire pot of meat soup went into Mateo's stomach. The combination of meat and vegetables was a revelation for him. Clara was truly amazing.
Now that he was full, Mateo's mood should be much better. Clara could also ask him about the unhappy matter. At this moment, Mateo didn't feel anything unpleasant, so he told Clara about Rowan and the grass shoes.
Well, that escalated quickly! Clara couldn't help but laugh and cry at the situation. Mateo was just jealous. It was her fault for forgetting to give Mateo the grass shoes. Clara took out her backpack and pulled out two pairs of grass shoes, handing them to Mateo. "Here! For you, I don't know if they'll fit."
Clara's face blushed slightly, giving something to a boy for the first time!
Mateo looked at the grass shoes, his eyes sparkling! Then, he hugged Clara, his mouth pressing against her cheek. He bit Clara's cheek softly, a warm touch with a sweet taste. No wonder he had seen Rowan and Gloria kissing last time! It felt so good that he kissed her cheek.
It happened so suddenly – her first kiss! Clara never expected the innocent Mateo to have a day of surprise attacks. Clara, in a panic, pushed Mateo away. Maybe she was a bit too forceful; Clara herself was pushed out, overturning the stove, and the remaining flames went out. Thankfully, she didn't get hurt, but Clara couldn't help but let out a soft sigh.
Mateo was startled, rushed forward, picked up Clara, and the stones stacked on the stove fell. This should have been quite a fall! Mateo hurriedly carried Clara to the bed, hands exploring her body and constantly yelling, "Cla, why are you swollen?"
"Oh no!" Mateo touching her back, Clara sweated profusely! Embarrassed and speechless, she kept pulling his hand, urgently saying, "I'm fine, stop touching randomly."
"You're really swollen, what should I do?" Clara was about to spit blood. He was saying she was swollen while touching her chest! This stupid lion, Clara was about to be driven mad, simply speechless. But thinking about it, in this world, females basically have flat chest, and he didn't have knowledge in that area, so it was normal for him to think that way.
Clara opened Mateo's hand, protecting her chest with both hands, arched like a shrimp. Mateo leaned in again, feeling restless and uneasy. His hands kept wandering around her waist, making Clara feel itchy and uncomfortable, desperately squirming to get away.
The friction between their bodies drove Mateo into complete madness. His whole body felt like it was on fire, his brain congested, instinctively lunging towards Clara. "Cla! I'm hot!" He was panting heavily on Clara, feeling uncomfortable, rubbing against her aimlessly. Clara felt like she had been struck by lightning.
No! she has no experience with this, and she's not ready yet. It's her first time, so she might have a psychological shadow! I used to listen to a rotten girl in the dormitory talk about it at night in the dormitory. I heard it hurt! "Mateo, come down quickly and let me help you take a look." Clara pushed Mateo away with great effort and touched his face. It was really hot and he was sweating non-stop. Why was it so serious.
Clara took a sharp breath, She quickly withdrew her hand, anxiously saying, "I'll get you some cold water to drink, it's okay."
Clara went to find water, everything was pitch black. After fumbling around, she found a bamboo tube, luckily with some water left. Mateo drank some cold water and felt much better, lying on the bed, gasping for breath.
"Cla, do you want to drink some water too? It really works." Mateo was still worried about her. Clara was about to lose her mind. He was still concerned, but she was dealing with this swollen situation, feeling ashamed and flustered.
In the end, Clara explained to Mateo that it was just a normal physiological reaction. Clara felt like she had been through a lot – managing food and drinks, teaching about personal hygiene.
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Early in the morning, Rowan arrived, saying that this time they were going to a more distant place for hunting and might stay overnight. It was going to rain in a few days, so they needed to prepare more food this time.
Staying overnight! Clara was a bit worried. She wrapped the dried meat she made a few days ago in animal skins, packed it in her backpack, and asked Mateo to carry it away. After sending him outside, Mateo suddenly turned around and kissed Clara. Ever since discovering kissing, Mateo always wanted to kiss Clara.
"Cla! I'll be back soon."
Clara nodded shyly, lifted her foot, and kissed Mateo. "Be safe and come back in one piece, okay?"
Not knowing how long this trip would take, after Mateo left, Clara went back to the house, tidied up, and saw the mirror on the bed. She studied it for a while. The more she looked at it, the more she felt it didn't belong to this era. How was it supposed to be opened? She decided to ask Grandma! She mentioned that the ancestors had their souls sucked, indicating that someone had opened it before.