Chapter 130： lose sight of one another

  Chapter 130 Taking care of one thing but losing another

Tan Anjun rubbed his nose and said softly, "Put on your clothes first, it seems like wolves are besieging their prey outside."

"Oh, let's watch and watch first." Yang Lan'er put on her outer shirt so that she didn't feel her body getting cold. After hearing what the man said, her eyes were shining brightly. What kind of prey is it worthy of a pack of wolves to attack?

Tan Anjun leaned on the stone wall with his arms around him, his eyes were watching the outside scene, and he whispered: "There is nothing for us here, let's go back to rest?"

These wolves have no sense of public morality, disturbing his dreams with his little wife.

Yang Lan'er smiled and thumped him, "I'm awake anyway, let's look outside first."

I wanted to pinch him, but the little hand pinched the soft flesh around his waist—uh! It's a pity that the meat is too strong and there is nowhere to start.

"My lady, what are you doing? My husband is not ticklish!" Tan Anjun leaned close to her ear and whispered.

Yang Lan'er laughed angrily: "Tan Anjun, you can do it!"

Next time, she will definitely find this man's weakness. snort!

Tan Anjun smiled coldly: "Well..., that's true."

Yang Lan'er held his handsome face with both hands and rubbed it, raised her toes and patted her head, and smiled sweetly: "Sir, don't laugh at other fairies like that in the future, do you understand?"

This man is so charming with a smile, if he provokes a wild flower outside, she has no time to chop it.

"Ho Ho!"

The couple froze, looked out from the gap, and saw not far from the cave, a white tiger roared forward, and slowly moved towards the cave while roaring, in the woods in front of the white tiger, countless dark green lights slowly appeared. Moving, there are about fifty or sixty wild wolves, looking at the past, it looks like countless fireflies flying among them.

The husband and wife looked at each other, they couldn't laugh or cry, did this white tiger think that they would not kill it? He even stepped back towards their cave entrance.

"Master, look..." Yang Lan'er pointed at the back of Baihu's butt.

Tan Anjun looked in the direction his little wife pointed, heh, there is a little cub attached to the back of the white tiger, no wonder the white tiger was besieged by so many wolves and did not choose to run away.

"Hehe, interesting."

"Sanggong, do you guess how this white tiger will send the cub to the entrance of the cave?" Yang Lan'er was very curious about this. The entrance of the cave can be a certain height from the ground. How can it be distracted and take care of it while fighting the enemy? Little white tiger?

Tan Anjun hooked his lips and smiled evilly: "My lady, is there any reward for my husband's guess?"

"What reward do you want?" Yang Lan'er lay in the gap to observe the battle outside, so she didn't see the slyness in the cheap man's eyes, and asked casually.

"If my husband guesses correctly, would the lady be willing to agree to one of my husband's requests?" Tan Anjun laughed lowly.

Yang Lan'er was too lazy to talk to the man, and stood on the other side of the cave, continuing to observe the battle outside.

Seeing his little wife avoiding him like a snake, Tan Anjun helplessly looked away and looked out of the dark cave: "I guess it will roll up the little white tiger with its tail."

Yang Lan'er climbed on the stone blocking the entrance of the cave, and glanced out. The battle outside the cave was fierce, and more than a dozen wolves had fallen. The smell of blood was permeating, and they could smell it in the cave.

Seeing that the white tiger bit off the neck of another wolf, rolled the tail of the wolf carcass, and sent the little white tiger to the entrance of the cave.

Seeing this, the wolf head raised its head, and roared toward the night sky: "Wow...", as if giving an order to attack.

Sure enough, the wolves attacked in packs. While defending, the white tiger also had to guard against the side wolves jumping into the cave and injuring the cubs.

(end of this chapter)