Is the wicked female fat and ugly? All the beast husbands are vying to wash her skirt.

Chapter 66 Calling him "brother" is the right thing to do (Green Tea Version)
Xi Yi's eyes flickered slightly. "This..."

Before he could finish speaking, Su Luoluo interrupted, "This steamed bun is something I just developed these past few days. My mother doesn't know how to make it."

Upon hearing this, Mo Xuan glanced at the corn bun in his hand and asked in surprise, "You can actually invent your own food?"

He had always assumed that Su Luoluo's adoptive mother had taught him how to cook these delicious dishes, but he never expected that she would actually be able to come up with ideas about food on her own.

Su Luoluo was displeased upon hearing this. "How can you talk like that? I invented many of my own dishes, okay?"

Just in case she was exposed later, Su Luoluo took the opportunity to patch up a secret.

If asked about it later, she can easily cover it up.

Mo Xuan sensed that Su Luoluo was angry, so he quickly praised her, "No, I meant that you are very amazing. The dishes you invented are all delicious."

He almost offended Su Luoluo, but thinking about how he still wanted to eat delicious food later, Mo Xuan quickly backed down to make amends.

After listening to their conversation, Xi Yi continued, "Yes, I thought it was delicious the first time I ate it. Luo Luo's cooking skills have improved a lot."

Hearing Xi Yi speak, Su Luoluo's heart, which had been in her throat, finally settled down.

That was close, there was almost an accident.

After the meal, Luan Ting said to Su Luoluo, "The animal hides have been kneaded and can be used to make clothes."

Upon hearing this, Su Luoluo's eyes lit up; she could finally have new clothes to wear.

You see, she lived in constant fear, wearing two animal skin skirts every day, afraid that if one of them broke or was lost, she would have nothing to wear and would have to run around naked.

Upon hearing that Luan Ting was going to make an animal skin skirt for Su Luoluo, Xiao Ye, Mo Xuan, and Fu Feng immediately began washing dishes and pots before she could even speak.

However, Luan Ting had things to do, and Xi Yi was just standing there doing nothing, so they couldn't let him have it.

Thinking of this, Fu Feng beckoned to Xi Yi with his finger.

Upon hearing this, Xi Yi walked over and asked, "What's wrong with Fu Feng?"

Fu Feng looked at the table and said, "You're responsible for cleaning that table. Remember to wipe it clean."

Xi Yi was slightly taken aback upon hearing this: "Wipe the table?"

Fu Feng crossed his arms and said, "Don't you understand our family rules? Everyone who eats here has to work. You are her husband, so naturally you can't just eat for free."

Xi Yi nodded upon hearing this, without resistance, and obediently said, "Okay, I understand."

Fu Feng was secretly surprised that the person in front of him agreed so quickly. Was he really that obedient?
They look quite well-behaved.

Xi Yi picked up the animal hide rag on the table and started wiping. Seeing that Fu Feng was still looking at him, he smiled and revealed a row of white teeth: "Brother Fu Feng, is there any other question?"

"Brother? What brother? We're not related by blood, don't try to claim kinship." Fu Feng was just marveling a moment ago, but the next moment he immediately got goosebumps all over his body.

“We are all Luo Luo’s beast husbands, and you arrived earlier than me, so naturally you are my older brother,” Xi Yi said with a harmless smile.

Fu Feng found these seemingly obedient words rather awkward no matter how he listened to them.

There was no strange feeling when the five of them were together, so why does it feel weird now that a new person has joined?
He shuddered, shook off the goosebumps, and turned around, saying, "I don't just casually adopt younger brothers, so don't call me that for no reason."

What do you mean by "brother" and "older brother"?

Someone like Su Luoluo, still trying to pull this Xiong Jing thing, it's disgusting.

He wouldn't even consider it!

After listening, Xi Yi gave a faint "Oh," then curled his lips and got back to his work, his eyes narrowing as he looked at Su Luoluo and Luan Ting, who were standing nearby.

After the animal hides are kneaded and dried, they can be cut and made into clothes. Having grown accustomed to buying ready-made, industrially produced clothes in the apocalypse, Su Luoluo found it very difficult to make a garment herself in a short time.

Heaven help her, last time she almost went blind just from cutting out a few small pieces of animal skin to make a menstrual belt.

Those bone needles were quite difficult to use, especially since she couldn't sew.

She could manage to handle small items, but she couldn't handle a whole garment.

Thinking of this, Su Luoluo licked her lips and looked at Luan Ting: "Luan Ting, could you please make me a few animal skin skirts?"

Despite being an orc, Su Luoluo had personally heard the females in the tribe praise Luan Ting's exceptional needlework skills; he even sewed his own animal skin skirt.

Su Luoluo had examined Luan Ting's animal skin skirt up close. The stitching was very tight, and there wasn't a single needle hole when viewed from the front, unlike hers, which was covered in holes.

Luan Ting did not refuse upon hearing this, as Su Luoluo was known throughout the tribe for her poor needlework skills.

The clothes she's wearing now were made for her by him before.

He nodded and said, "What kind do you want? To the waist or to the knee?"

The animal skin skirts worn by the females in the tribe are basically of these two styles.

Shorter ones are suitable for wearing when it's hot, while longer ones are more convenient for working.

Su Luoluo wasn't interested in either of them. In her opinion, apart from the length, they were no different and had no aesthetic appeal whatsoever.

If there were other styles available, she wouldn't have dressed so casually.

She finally managed to make a few outfits, so she wanted to make them look good, since she still needed to win them over, and these were her secret weapons.

"Um," Su Luoluo blinked, coughed lightly, and said somewhat embarrassedly, "I actually wanted to do something else."

"Others?" Luan Ting asked, somewhat puzzled.

Su Luoluo pulled Luan Ting's hand and pointed to a stone slab, saying, "This is the style I want to make."

The female's hand touched Luan Ting's arm, carrying a slight warmth. For some reason, Luan Ting felt a strange sensation rising in his heart.

Su Luoluo had tugged at his hand before, but that hand was rough and sticky, unlike the soft and slightly slippery one she had just touched.

Su Luoluo looked at Luan Ting expectantly, but then she noticed him staring at her hand. She belatedly realized that she had touched him.

This was a major taboo that would disgust them, so she quickly withdrew her hand, looking somewhat embarrassed, and said, "I didn't mean to do anything, I just wanted you to come over."

She hoped the other party wouldn't misunderstand her and think she was taking advantage of them.

When Luan Ting saw Su Luoluo pull her hand back, his eyes were still slightly dazed.

She withdrew her hand so quickly that it brushed against his arm, making it feel even softer.

But he quickly shook off the strange feeling and focused on what she was drawing on the stone slab.

Seeing him examine the stone slab, Su Luoluo asked somewhat nervously, "Can these be done?"

She was somewhat worried about the level of clothing production in primitive societies. Some of the details in her paintings required high-level tailoring, and she didn't know if they could actually do it.

The clothes on the stone slab looked rather strange. Luan Ting felt like she had never seen them before, but for some reason, they seemed quite nice.

He examined it carefully for a while, then nodded and said, "Although I've never done it before, it should be possible."

(End of this chapter)