Marrying the Soft-hearted Villain

Ruan Qiuqiu finished speaking and glanced at Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who was lying on the stone bed seemingly not hearing anything.

She felt that "Tianluo Grey Wolf Gentleman" might need some space to perform, so she picked up the dirty animal skins and two wooden basins and moved out of the "master bedroom."

The snow outside showed no signs of lessening. Thick clouds had gathered in the sky, looking very oppressive.

Ruan Qiuqiu recalled the amount of wood she had put into the stone stove last night and estimated that it should be two or three o'clock in the afternoon of the next day.

She didn't expect to sleep for so long, but fortunately, her physical strength had recovered a lot.

Although her body was still sore, it was much better than yesterday when she almost couldn't get up from the snow.

Ruan Qiuqiu took the wooden basin and scooped some snow into the "storage room," intending to melt it and take advantage of Mr. Big Bad Wolf's efforts to wash the dirty animal skins accumulated yesterday.

She didn't know how many days the heavy snow would last. At the rate at which Mr. Big Bad Wolf was soiling the animal skins, if they didn't wash them soon, they might be in the embarrassing situation of having no animal skins to use in a few days.

While waiting for the snow to melt, Ruan Qiuqiu didn't waste any time. She took a slender wooden stick, closed her eyes to perceive the water elements in the air, and gestured on the mountain wall with the small wooden stick.

——This was a small habit of hers, she liked to write down her plans with something in her hand when she was thinking.

If she were at the base, she would probably take out a pen and paper, but now she could only make do with a small wooden stick.

They had already counted the supplies in the cave, and if they were frugal, they could last for half a month.

The ideal situation was that the heavy snow would stop soon, and she would be able to set some traps around the forest to hunt, and by the way, use the salt stones they had on hand to go to the Flame Wolf Tribe to exchange for some food and herbs.

The worse situation was that the heavy snow would not stop.

She, a still very weak human, could not hunt in the heavy snow, at most she could find a way to get some firewood.

With Mr. Evil Wolf's current injuries, five herbs were definitely not enough, even if they were saved, it would only last for five days at most.

At that time, if she had not become stronger and could only condense three to five drops of water beads with weak healing effects a day, she would probably not be able to make that big bad wolf get better.

She couldn't change the natural conditions, so the most urgent task now was to improve the living conditions as much as possible, and also… to become stronger.

Everything she had just thought of was based on a beautiful foundation, which was that they would not be attacked by ancient creatures and demons this winter.

But this world was not safe in the first place. According to her memory of the book, in about two months, when winter was coming to an end, the Wind Lion Tribe, where the male and female protagonists were located, would encounter a beast tide.

Although the Flame Wolf Tribe was some distance away from the Wind Lion Tribe, they might also encounter a beast tide.

Once the beast tide came, she and Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who lived on the edge of the forest, would be in a very dangerous situation.

"Gulu Gulu" bubbles rose from the snow in the stone pot. Ruan Qiuqiu stopped sensing the water elements in the air and slowly opened her eyes.

Whether it was for Mr. Big Bad Wolf to get better quickly, or for her to live longer in this world.

She had to cultivate hard and become stronger as soon as possible.

Thinking of this, Ruan Qiuqiu put the small wooden stick aside and began to wash the animal skins.

There was nothing in Mr. Evil Wolf's cave that was specifically used for cleaning. Ruan Qiuqiu could only take the leaves of a kind of plant that she had brought with her for washing her hair, crush them and put them in the freshly melted, not-so-comfortable snow water.

Ruan Qiuqiu shivered as she rubbed the animal skin and sighed:

If only her mutated water-based ability could be upgraded, then she wouldn't need to wash the animal skin so troublesomely, she could just use her ability to wash everything that needed to be washed.

There was no need to go back and forth to get snow to melt into water.

She could even make hot water to drink directly…

In fact, it would be great if she had dual-type abilities, preferably with wood-type abilities.

This way, not only could she keep the food fresh, but she could also use the seeds to directly grow a bunch of food. There would be no need to be as hungry as she was now, and she could only plan and calculate how much food she could eat later.

But fantasy was always beautiful, and reality was extremely difficult.

This salted fish of hers neither had her abilities upgraded nor did she awaken the wood-type abilities that would keep her stomach full.

By the time she finished washing the animal skins as quickly as possible and wringing them dry, her ten carrot-like fingers were more swollen than before.

Ruan Qiuqiu wanted to cry but had no tears. She rubbed her frozen fingers and carried the wooden basin back to the warm "master bedroom."

Maybe it was because she came back a little too suddenly, so "Tianluo Grey Wolf" had not returned to his previous sleepy appearance. The whole wolf was lying sideways on the stone bed in a strange posture, and a clear blush appeared on half of his handsome face that was exposed.

Ruan Qiuqiu: "…"

She was a little puzzled, put the wooden basin on the ground, took two steps forward, and then saw a small pile of salt stone corpses that had been crushed into powder on the stone table.

Ruan Qiuqiu: "……………"

She glanced at Mr. Big Bad Wolf with an indescribable expression, the latter seemingly unresponsive.

Ruan Qiuqiu sighed faintly, stepped forward to clean up the remains of the salt stone, but found several other small pieces of salt stone that were broken in a very regular way beside the small pile of powder.

On top of the broken salt stone, there were also obviously moved bone needles and "thread" made of animal tendons that were missing a small section.

Could it be that Mr. Tianluo Grey Wolf also sewed clothes?

Ruan Qiuqiu felt a little surprised. She turned her head and found that the basin of snow that had been placed on the ground had also been put into the stone pot by Mr. Big Bad Wolf and boiled.

Even, the wolf awkwardly used a wooden bowl to hold some hot water and put it on the table to cool.

Ruan Qiuqiu went forward and touched the wooden bowl, the water inside was still warm.

She took a sip, her heart and stomach warmed up together, and even her eyes were a little red with shame.

Counting the time he saved her in the snow last night, this was the second time that Mr. Big Bad Wolf, who was rumored to be extremely perverted, had responded to her.

She knew he couldn't understand what "Tianluo Grey Wolf" meant, but he understood her words "want to eat some salty food."

She was only half expecting and half jokingly testing, but he actually responded to her.

Moreover, his response was more than she wanted.

Ruan Qiuqiu couldn't help but look at Mr. Big Bad Wolf lying on the stone bed twice more, looking at the hideous scar on his face that was still bleeding slightly, her heart ached.

Was her big bad wolf husband really as perverted and bloodthirsty as the rumors said?

She knew that it was not easy for her to wash the animal skins he had soiled, it was very cold and hungry. But with his injuries so serious, how difficult was it for him to move his crippled limbs and awkwardly and painfully crush the salt stone.

Ruan Qiuqiu became more determined not to give up on him. She pinched a small piece of salt stone that had been crushed by Mr. Big Bad Wolf, then picked up five strips of meat and some tuber powder, and put them into the stone pot with boiling water.

When she looked back, she found that the wolf had quietly changed his posture while she was not paying attention, and his slightly flushed face turned pale again.

Ruan Qiuqiu was both sad and amused by his series of actions. She stirred the pot of food with a wooden spoon, her heart warmed.

Ruan Qiuqiu curved her lips and said very gratefully, "Mr. Tianluo Grey Wolf, thank you."

There was obvious laughter in her voice, and she was saying words of thanks to "Tianluo Grey Wolf," looking very happy.

Yuan Jue's eyelashes trembled, his heart felt numb, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

——There was no Tianluo Tribe or Tianluo Grey Wolf in this world.

He was the one who broke the salt stone, although at first, he was worried that she would come back suddenly and didn't control his strength well, so he broke a small piece.

He was also the one who boiled the water, it was not Tianluo Grey Wolf at all.

Yuan Jue's slender fingertips stroked the hole in the animal skin that he had just secretly sewn, his heart was both irritable and somewhat inexplicably aggrieved:

She would only call him Mr. Food Reserve.

Mr. Evil Wolf, who was too confident in his acting skills, didn't know that his little human wife had long discovered that he was pretending to be dizzy. He thought about it, and a thought suddenly appeared in his mind that made his heart tighten and depressed——

Could it be that she likes a big bad wolf called Tianluo?

Author's note: Yuan Jue: I'm jealous of myself.

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