Transmigrated into the Primitive Wilderness as a Great God

Saree handed the prey to Banerte and Mocha, and instructed the two to give priority to the warriors in the tribe. There is no way to do this. In this season of food shortage, we can only ensure the food supply for the hunting warriors. If the hunting warriors are not hungry, how can they have the strength to hunt in the mountains and fields, and the rest of the tribe will have no way to survive.

Saree shook his head wearily and went straight to the small river that meandered through the tribal camp. The energetic little male who recovered from his illness likes to stay by the river bank every day, or he is not afraid of the cold water. I didn't see him when I passed by the camp just now, so I guess he's still tossing around there.

Saree slowly approached the river bank. Under the afterglow of the setting sun, the weak male's lower body was hidden in the sparkling river water. And his delicate skin filled with water droplets reflects the most beautiful clouds in the sky.

In Saree's eyes, Qin Fei's movements seemed to be slowed down. The white arm that was slowly raised, the crystal water that slipped from the arm, and the black hair that was combed back by thousands of fingers. Saree swallowed hard, this is definitely a naked temptation.

Qin Fei finally touched the broken stone bowl he threw into the river, wiped the water droplets from his face with his hands, and combed his wet black hair with his fingers. As soon as he turned around, he saw Saree standing by the river, looking like he wanted to swallow himself in his stomach. He couldn't help holding the stone bowl nervously, and stared at him stiffly in the water.

Saree's movements were very direct, he jumped into the river with a normal sound, and arrived in front of Qin Fei in a few steps. Before Qin Fei could make any defense, she hugged Qin Fei tightly. That piece of hideous beast skin, rebelled again and floated to the surface. Just like this, Qin Fei and Sarei had the most direct meat paste.

Qin Fei, who came back to his senses, let out a rare cry, similar to a woman's scream. Reflexively holding the stone bowl, he slammed it towards Saree. Helpless, Sarai easily took Qin Fei's hand and locked him in his arms again. Qin Fei's head stagnated for a moment, and then she punched and kicked Saree, who was hugging him tightly. Helpless, apart from his beautiful face comparable to a woman, Saree's body is too strong and strong. Qin Fei's struggle is in his eyes. Although it is not ticklish, it is similar.

Qin Fei's face was flushed red. In the 25 years he lived on the earth, even if he was confessed by a man because of this handsome face, no one had ever dared to play a hooligan to him. What's more, Qin Fei, who is 180 in height, still has some kung fu. Not to mention that for those ordinary people who can use one to ten, at least seven or eight in one breath is not a problem. How did he get here inexplicably, and he became a weakling, even dealing with a primitive satyr was so difficult.

After kicking Sarei, who was more than two meters tall, three feet in front of him again, Qin Fei had to stop the movement of his feet. This damned man was rough and fleshy, and when he kicked down the guy in front of him, it didn't hurt or itch, but his toes were so painful that he almost broke a bone.

Saree noticed Qin Fei's expression, sighed, and carefully picked up Qin Fei and placed it on the flat stone by the river bank. Then he squatted down to see Qin Fei kicking his right foot wildly. Sure enough, Qin Fei's toes were a little red and swollen. Regardless of Qin Fei's struggle, Sarei held Qin Fei's foot with his distressed hand and massaged it gently twice. He actually put Qin Fei's toes in his mouth and licked it with his tongue.

Originally, Qin Fei could not see the struggle, but the pain in her toes was relieved by Saree's kneading, and she just breathed a sigh of relief. But he never thought that Saree would actually hold his toes. Qin Fei's toes are very sensitive, and Saree's rough tongue scraped the skin between his toes, an indescribable trembling, and scraped it in an instant. Especially without the hideous hide, Saree was squatting in such an awkward position. And the guy at this time not only stroked his toes back and forth with his tongue. The hateful pair of peach blossom eyes squinted upwards, targeting the important position where Qin Fei raised her legs to expose. Qin Fei's face instantly turned from blood red to purple red, completely frazzled.

"You TMD, let me go." Qin Fei roared, desperately trying to take it back. His right foot was held in Saree's hand.

How could Saree's hand strength make him do what he wanted? He wanted to tease this little guy who likes to fry his hair again, but found that the skin on Qin Fei's ankle began to swell up because of the two people's pulling. Saree frowned and let go of Qin Fei's ankle, while Qin Fei suddenly let go of his hand and tried so hard that he was about to fall off the stone.

Saree grabbed Qin Fei quickly, and could not help but put the little guy who would always hurt him on his shoulders. Qin Fei's fleshy little PP was attached to Saree's face. Qin Fei could even feel Saree's heavy breathing, which burned her most embarrassing place like fire.

"Huh" Qin Fei's face burned instantly, and he struggled with all his strength. But in exchange for Saree's "slap" palm, the palm was not hard, and the sound was not loud, but it just landed on the fleshy place. At the end, Saree caressed vaguely, Qin Fei only had one voice in his heart - let me die.

If it wasn't for this **** Saree, when he was in a coma, he couldn't take off his clothes and turned them into rags, and he wouldn't have been reduced to the point where he couldn't even wear underwear. Thinking about it, as if all the strength in her body had been drained, Qin Fei gave up struggling completely, and was carried back to the tent by Saree. Until Qin Fei was placed, he did not make any resistance action.

Saree frowned. He still liked the energetic feeling of this little male. Qin Fei, who was slack in front of him, made him feel unfamiliar and distressed for no reason.

Saree took out a red fruit from an animal skin bag and handed it to Qin Fei to please. That was the red fruit that Qin Fei looked up to when he failed to climb the tree seven times in a row.

Qin Fei didn't appreciate it, turned his head to the other side, and Saree handed the fruit to the other side, trying to make the fruit appear in front of Qin Fei's eyes. Qin Fei then turned her head, and the two of them kept repeating the movements of shaking their heads and handing over fruits.

In the end, Qin Fei couldn't stand it anymore, and stared at Saree coldly, "Are you annoying, can you please not appear in front of me?"

Saree shook the fruit in his hand, "If you don't bother, you have to show up." Then he leaned close to Qin Fei's ear and said softly, "This is the oath you made when you took the initiative to kiss me."

A roar filled with anger resounded throughout the entire tribe, "How do I know, my dear is actually a handle!"