(Quick Wear) Baby You Are With The Wrong Person

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☆. It was completely dark on the third day of the Ancient Era

. Yao Ji was half-leaning on a piece of animal skin. Through the faint light coming from outside the door curtain, she could see that the bonfire in the center of the open space was still burning, and people were dancing noisily. Eating freshly roasted venison, there was a lot of laughter.

　The excitement outside obviously had nothing to do with her. Her hands were tied behind her back. Not only that, her feet were also tied up. The two women who tied her up were both strong and strong. One of them grabbed one end of her body, threw her into the stone room and left. She struggled to move on the ground and finally managed to move herself onto the hide.

　The nightgown on her body was already extremely dirty. There were not only dust but also mud spots, which she probably picked up in the jungle. The exposed limbs were all gray and white. Yao Ji had never been in such a miserable state since she was reincarnated. Fortunately, in her previous life, she often crawled around on the battlefield, and her body was often stained with blood. Although she felt uncomfortable now, she could still endure it.

　This stone house should belong to the bearded man. Judging from the popularity of the bearded man in the village, he is not very popular. The house was very clean, not so much clean as bare. Apart from the stone spears, knives and axes hanging on the wall, there was only a stone platform in the corner, with daily pottery bowls and pots placed on it. .

　Then there is the animal skin under Yao Ji. I dont know what kind of animal it was peeled off. It feels smooth and cool. Leaning on it on a summer night, it feels cool, but... Yao Ji uses He twisted his fingers together, and it was not a thick layer. If he slept on it, it would be too uncomfortable... Thinking of the bearded man's rock-hard muscles, the bastard savage probably didn't feel anything at all.

　In fact, she didn't have a bad feeling against that man. Although the bearded man was impatient with her several times, she was originally treated as a prey and captured. She was lucky enough not to be beaten or humiliated. Moreover, after seeing her foot injured, , the man did not let him go, but when she thought of what she might face next, Yao Ji really couldn't be kind to the man.

　She was a woman, and when she was captured by men in the village, you could imagine how she would be treated. This is not a civilized modern society. Ancient people did not know what human rights are and what rape is. Her fate was doomed from the moment she fell into that trap, either belonging to the bearded man or to the young man.

　Fortunately, this village does not have the tradition of dedicating rare prey to the clan leader, so after discovering that Yao Ji was hunted by two hunters, in order to decide who the "prey" belonged to, the bearded man and the young man fought in the open space for a while. field.

　It was a close-quarters attack with punches to the flesh, and neither of them had any room for action. Yao Ji cowered aside, hearing the dull sound of fists hitting her flesh. The crowd screamed and cheered, like the sound of a desolate horn, playing a powerful music that only existed in this ancient era.

　When the dust settled, the bearded man knocked the young man to the ground with one punch. The patriarch pointed at the bearded man and shouted: "Hoy!" declaring the bearded man's victory.

　"Hoy!", "Hoy!", "Hoy!" The

　enthusiastic voices were deafening, but the winner stretched out his hand to pull up the loser who was lying on the ground. The two of them beat each other's shoulders without any dissatisfaction. .

　These are the ancient people, rude but innocent, Yao Ji thought blankly, but will what she gets be rude or innocent?

　After the declaration of victory, the crowd cheered again. The men slaughtered the prey and put the bloody beast bodies on the bonfire for roasting. Yao Ji saw that many people came up to greet the bearded man. Hug, the two syllables that appear most frequently in their mouths are "mu sheng".

　This is probably the name of that man, a guy who looks like a piece of wood, and it really suits him. Yao Ji thought for a while and decided to call the bearded man Mu Sheng in her heart.

　Mu Sheng ignored her and joined the team that slaughtered the prey. It had been several hours since she was thrown into the stone house by two women. She was not only hungry, but also worried about her future fate.

　The worst case scenario was that she was bitten by a dog. She comforted herself that survival was more important than chastity. Yao Ji didn't want to be kicked out because she angered that bastard savage. In the wild primitive jungle, she might not survive for three days without weapons, so... she could only try her best to survive.

　Just when she secretly made up her mind, the door curtain rang, and the bearded man, no, Mu Sheng came in. The laughter outside had stopped at some point, and the man's body was still lingering with the faint smell of pine branches - that was the smell that came out when the campfire was burning.

　With a bang, a piece of barbecue wrapped in leaves was thrown in front of Yao Ji. She looked at Mu Sheng and saw that the man was unmoved, so she reached out to pick it up. But the scorching temperature made her hands tremble. Seeing that the meat was about to fall out of the leaves, her big hand stretched out like lightning, grabbed it, and stuffed it into her mouth without any explanation.

　"Well..." Yao Ji choked and her face turned red. The meat was from who knows what kind of beast. It had been roasted for too long and was already so hard that she couldn't even bite it. It was also hot, so Yao Ji didn't dare to resist. The man had no choice but to endure the pain and swallow it in his mouth. She thought she had eaten very quickly. In the eyes of the man, it was like a chicken pecking rice. When he saw her puffing out her cheeks and biting hard, the man couldn't bear it. He took out the meat and tore it into several pieces. , and wanted to stuff it into Yao Jis mouth.

　"Wait a minute, I'll eat it myself, I'll eat it myself." She didn't care whether the man understood or not. If she didn't want to choke to death, she had to be self-reliant.

　When Mu Sheng saw her holding down his hand, he didn't exert any more force. Seeing this, the little woman couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief. She lowered her head and looked at the meat scattered on the leaves as if in distress. She frowned with her delicate eyebrows, but still picked up the meat and put it in her mouth.

　Mu Sheng was puzzled. To their tribesmen, male-antlered deer were rare and hard to come by. Even if it was just a tiny bit of venison, after eating it, they would want to reminisce about it for three days. This piece of venison belonged to him. He kept the venison because he thought that the woman was small and thin and could crush it with one hand, but this woman didn't like it?

　Not only that, she also ate very slowly. Mu Sheng couldn't help but curled his lips in disgust, but his eyes remained fixed, watching the woman eat in small bites, becoming more and more fascinated as he watched.

　Yao Ji felt uncomfortable looking at him, and the way the savage looked just now, he must have been disgusted by it. The more Yao Ji thinks about it, the angrier she becomes. It's not that she is too weak at all. No one can bite such hard meat, so are their teeth just hacksaws?

　It's a pity that she only dared to curse secretly, while the man looked at her, but got closer and closer to her. She suddenly felt a heat on her cheeks, and reached out her big hand to wipe her face. It turned out that the leaves were stained with charcoal ash, which had just fallen on Yao Ji's face. Her little face was as fair as snow. Mu Sheng looked on, but for some reason he found the few charcoal dust displeasing to his eyes.

　The rough big hand rubbed the little woman's cheek twice, but the more it rubbed, the dirtier it became. The man didn't know the importance, and the tossing made Yao Ji's face hurt. She had to grab the hand: "No, I will do it myself. "

　When communication is poor, actions are far more powerful than words. She didn't waste any words. She bent over and lifted up her skirt and wiped it twice with a piece of clothing that was still clean. Hanato, who was wrapped in underwear under her skirt, disappeared for a fleeting moment, and in that startling glance, the man's eyes dimmed unconsciously.