Chapter 1141 Beast World (40)

In the end, the elf didn't give chase.

Because she wasn't sure what it was angry about, or whether it had something important to do.

If it has something important to do, she should not chase it out because of her understanding.

After all, the kind elf doesn't want to disturb it or delay what it has to do.

With such uncertainty in mind, the elf silently walked back to the cave.

He lay down on the straw mat again and used his small mat as a quilt to cover himself.

The cave is very cold, always feeling eerie and bitingly cold.

I don't know where the wind came from, but it was always blowing. Along with the sound of water in the cave from time to time, it sounded like I was in a ghost cave.

It's faint and weird.

The elf who likes warmth couldn't help but breathed into his hands and rubbed them.

It was dark all around, without a warm fire or the warmest source of heat in the past.

The elf silently covered the small cushion tightly and couldn't help sighing. He was thinking about whether to plant some cotton near the wolf's den.

If she didn't prepare the quilt in advance, it would still be like this in the summer. How would she survive the winter?

Late at night, Mussel still didn't come back.

The elf, who wanted to wait for its return, huddled up against the cold, but finally couldn't help feeling sleepy and slowly fell asleep.

She is an elf, and even though she is cold, she will not be affected by it.

Especially when you fall asleep, you naturally don’t feel the cold anymore.

Just as she was dazed by sleep, she would subconsciously reach out to explore the place next to her.

Empty and cold.

She yawned and went back to sleep.

Before going to bed, I couldn't help but rub my arms, wondering whether to use magic to warm them up.

I don’t know how much time has passed.

There was silence in the cave, so quiet that even the sound of water dripping on the stone floor could be heard clearly and distinctly.

The moonlight is like a flower outside, and the cave is dark and silent.

I don't know when, the elf's body became warm again.

It was like a huge flame enveloped her airtightly, dispelling all the chill from her body.

The elf, whose face was pale from the cold, couldn't help but move closer to the heat source.

Touching the familiar temperature, her eyes opened vaguely.

In the darkness, she could feel a familiar scent holding her, wiping her face and body with a soft cloth.

The temperature of the cloth is very cold, with the biting feeling of being in a cave.

His palms were very warm as he held her and rubbed her body carefully bit by bit.

Like wiping all the dirt off her body.

"." The elf raised his hand and rubbed his eyes.

She leaned her little head against his hard chest, hugged him, closed her eyes, and hummed.

"Musel I'm cold"

The weak little milky voice was extremely subtle, and seemed to have the slightest chill in it.

The man paused for a moment, then hugged her tightly.

He quickly wiped her body, then transformed back into his wolf form and placed her under his belly.

The belly of a wolf is the most fragile and sensitive, but it is also the warmest and softest. It is the favorite place for pups to stay.

The six-year-old girl huddled inside, almost her entire body buried in its soft fur, pressed against its extremely warm belly.

The wolf's big tail covered her, covering her completely.

The little girl in the cloud finally felt comfortable, closed her eyes, and was happy.