Chapter 742: 810: Can’t get enough to eat, too hungry
Why else?
She couldn’t tell Hong Xiangjun that, due to the climate, she had been extrely hungry recently. The day before yesterday and yesterday, although she had eaten several als prepared by Haoming, she actually hadn’t been satisfied. She could control herself during the day, but what about at night?
Haoming couldn’t take it any longer!
So things couldn’t be solved just by determination and deep affections.
Like the problem of hunger, she rembered when she was at Purple Garden and shared a bed under a large quilt. Admittedly, inhaling Yun Ge’s powder had amplified her desires many tis, but it did not change the fact that she had a big appetite.
After several nights and days of fighting with her six brothers, she finally had a full stomach. Since then, every evening, even though soone took "night duty" at the head of her bed, by her side, there was never a lack of company. However, she had restrained herself and hadn’t indulged in excess, so she was essentially always in a state of biting hunger, only eating a few bites to barely satisfy her craving, but never enough to fill her stomach.
This hunger could have been controlled, could have been endured, but because of the damn "climate," it seed her body’s magnetic field was out of balance, and the nightti outbursts made her lose control... She...
How frustrating!
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That evening, Hulan ca to find Hong Xiangjun with a troubled look, and together they summoned Dong Huiying. Dong Huiying glanced at Hulan, her brows slightly furrowed, but throughout the subsequent process, she displayed a detached deanor. However, when unnoticed, she shook her sleeve, and so tiny ’Gu’ fell to the ground, then crawled towards the felt tent behind her, joining the Gu Butterfly Xiaohua to guard Liang Haoming who was resting inside the tent.
In the middle of the tribe, a large bonfire was lit, and people sang and danced around it. The n of the Desert were freer and lived more liberally compared to those of Dayuan. They were unrestrained, with a type of bravery that many n of Dayuan lacked.
"This is our great benefactor!"
Soone exclaid joyously, "Lady, for saving Tu Ya, you are a benefactor to us all!"
"Have you truly taken a husband already? You look so young!"
"You seem even younger than my little sister; she’s fourteen and in a year, she’ll be able to find a man!"
Dong Huiying: "..."
At that mont, a man with a stiff face and rigid steps approached Dong Huiying.
"I’d like to ask you for a dance!" he said, forcing a smile on his face, then placed his left hand over his right chest and slowly bowed, "Thank you for saving Tu Ya!"
Instantly, the area around the bonfire fell silent. The previously enthusiastic crowd now wore expressions of confusion.
"What is Bazak trying to do?"
"How can he dance with the woman who accidentally saved Tu Ya?"
Dong Huiying beca alert, "I’ve received your thanks, and as for dancing... I am very sorry, I am from Dayuan, and I am not good at dancing."
Bazak trembled, then with a pale face and slumped shoulders, he said, "No problem, just watch, I’ll dance by myself."
Dong Huiying furrowed her brows again.
She thought of sothing.
It was said that in so minority cultures, n perford passionate dances to court the woman they admired. However, from the onlookers’ various comnts, she learned so things.
This young man called Bazak, it seems he is Tu Ya’s man?
In the Desert, when a man is identified by prefixing a woman’s na, it ans he is that woman’s husband.
Being a married man already, why would he seek to court her?
The young lady stood by the bonfire, her eyes clouded with shadow.
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