The Approachable Chen Rong

At noon.

Root and Mu Qin stayed at Chang Xia's house for lunch before leaving.

"Chen Rong, do you really not need our help?" Chang Xia raised her head and asked Chen Rong.

Chen Rong shook his head slightly and pouted at Nuan Chun, who was lying in the sun in the distance.

"Look at Nuan Chun's situation. Is it suitable for her to go over and build a house cave?"

He raised his hand to tidy up Chang Xia's messy hair and said that she should help take care of Nuan Chun. This was definitely the best way to repay Shan Kun and Nuan Chun.

"Chang Xia, I want you to look after Nuan Chun for me. We'll build the house cave," Shan Kun echoed. He knew exactly what Chang Xia was thinking. The tribe's youngest sister, who had always been in their care, had grown up.

She wanted to repay them and not take advantage.

But they had always taken care of her willingly.

The shaman brought her to the Heluo tribe. Shan Kun and the others were still young. All of them were thick-skinned and mischievous, causing chaos in the tribe every day.

But the shaman had sent Chang Xia.

She had a cold and a fever.

She was in a near-death state.

She was also small, just a little bigger than their palms.

It was heartbreaking to watch.

Those were not the worst of it.

The problem was that Chang Xia was naturally weak and did not inherit the strong physique of the beasts.

She could barely walk or speak, let alone be naughty.

Even with the meticulous care of the shaman and the tribe, Chang Xia could only stand up slightly and walk and speak in human form when she was five years old. At ten years old, she walked out of the beast lair on her own for the first time and experienced the outside world.

Unfortunately, she could only walk around the beast lair.

At that time, the cubs of the tribe did not dare to approach Chang Xia at all, for fear of hurting her. Contact was even harder.

Chang Xia's heart stirred when she saw Shan Kun's gentle gaze.

"Shan Kun, don't worry and leave Nuan Chun in my care. You guys go build the house caves. I'll bring Nan Feng to study fruit powder. Who knows… we might be able to eat delicious rice noodles tonight."

Chang Xia no longer insisted on following them to help. She chose to stay in the beast lair to take care of Nuan Chun and study how to turn the fruit powder into rice flour.

"Okay, I'm counting on you," Shan Kun said happily while smiling foolishly.

Nuan Chun's situation was getting stranger and stranger. Fortunately, she had been helping out with Chang Xia recently and did not have to go out hunting and picking. Otherwise, Shan Kun would really be worried about leaving Nuan Chun alone in the beast lair.

After the discussion, Ya Dong said, "Later, Kong Shan will come over. Chang Xia, you don't have to worry about no one coming over at all. If the hunt ends early today, other than Kong Shan, there might be others from the tribe coming over."

Lately, White Lake had been as peaceful as ever.

However, this did not mean that the clansmen did not care about the house cave.

Every day, they would end up here and return to the tribe at night. They would be pulled by their clansmen and asked about the progress, even though none of them had clearly expressed their desire to build a house cave. However, if they really didn't care, why would they ask Ya Dong and Shan Kun about the situation every day?

"Then I really shouldn't go there?" Nan Feng hesitated.

She looked at Chang Xia and hesitated.

Chang Xia didn't hesitate and simply said, "Yes, you don't have to go either. Stay in the beast lair with me to study fruit powder and take care of Nuan Chun."

While they chatted, Nuan Chun fell asleep on the wooden chair.

That's right. She fell asleep again without warning.

The tribe sent people to Mount Kana every day, and the shaman had yet to return from the birds. No one could figure out what was going on with Nuan Chun, so they could only watch her for the time being.

"Chang Xia, you worked hard. Kong Shan has long wanted to try your powdered fruit pancakes. I think he would be happier if you made rice noodles," Ya Dong said excitedly.

Nan Feng rolled his eyes, speechless. "I don't know if Kong Shan is happy. But you must be."

This guy could eat too much. Nan Feng couldn't beat him every time.

She would lose alone.

Unlike Chang Xia and Nuan Chun, who had partners, Nan Feng would always suffer if she went against Ya Dong.

Nan Feng was annoyed at Ya Dong again.

At the side, Chen Rong pointed at the wooden bucket at the entrance of the beast lair and said gently, "Chang Xia, the bucket of fruit powder at the entrance has just been grounded. I'll help you move it out so that you don't have to move the clay pots. I've tied a few pheasants and other prey to the straw shed behind the beast lair. If I come back late tonight, you can eat first…"

Chen Rong had secretly done all this when Chang Xia wasn't paying attention.

He could not bear to let Chang Xia exhaust herself.

With Chang Xia nourishing his body, although he couldn't use the power of his bloodline to fight yet, the hidden injuries in his body gradually healed, and he was just short of the antidote.

Chang Xia's face changed slightly, and tears welled up in her eyes.

"When did you go hunting, Chen Rong?" Chang Xia asked coquettishly.

Fruit powder was easy to explain. While chatting just now, he was grinding it. Chang Xia really didn't know anything about this pheasant.

Chang Xia had been busy with the finishing of the cave recently and was not in the mood to think about food.

She would eat whatever was available in the basic beast lair.

Other than the fact that Nan Feng and the others were a little particular when they came over, when it was just the two of them, they could just casually make some roasted meat and soup for a meal.

"When I was collecting the fish baskets." Chen Rong smiled.

As he spoke, he gently squeezed Chang Xia's small hand that was on him. He thought that he should find an opportunity to take a look around White Lake.

Chen Rong knew of several types of animal grease that had been brewed with a special technique and could be made into moisturizing ointments. This ointment, called vanilla ointment, was a luxury used by the nobility in the Westland. It was expensive and priceless.

As a direct descendant of the Yuan Family, Chen Rong naturally enjoyed this ointment.

In addition to moisturizing the skin, there were also multiple effects such as removing scars and wrinkles.

"Tonight, I'll make beggar's chicken." Chang Xia held Chen Rong's big hand and whispered, "Two drumsticks are both for you."

"Yes! Okay." Chen Rong raised his intoxicating smile.

Instantly, Chang Xia was mesmerized.

Come to think of it, Chen Rong had only recently discovered that Chang Xia seemed to like his face, especially when he smiled. She couldn't help but look infatuated.

Chang Xia thought she was hiding it well.

Little did he know that this scene had already fallen into Chen Rong's eyes.

In the past, many people would give him this look. Chen Rong only felt annoyed and disgusted. After his accident, the Yuan family wanted him to be part of a marriage alliance.

When he found out about this, Chen Rong was extremely disgusted.

But he wasn't disgusted by the look in Chang Xia's eyes.

Instead, there was a faint joy.

Chang Xia's eyes were pure and clean. Even with the fascination, she wasn't tainted by greed.

"Hey! What are you two whispering about, Chang Xia?" shouted Nan Feng.

Shan Kun carried Nuan Chun into the beast lair and laid her down before preparing to leave. On the other side, Nan Feng saw that Chang Xia and Chen Rong were very close and could not help but interrupt.

Fuck—

Why hadn't I seen Chang Xia being so clingy before!?

The child she had raised was starting to change.

Nan Feng understood the frustration and grievance Root had felt a while ago.

Chen Rong felt Chang Xia's embarrassment and turned to smile kindly at Nan Feng. Nan Feng shivered for no reason.

It was still a long way from winter. Why did she feel a little cold?

Did I catch a chill after bathing at White River last night? But that's not right!

Apart from the cold season, she had been bathing in the White River and had never caught a chill. Ya Dong shrank into a corner, avoiding Chen Rong's elegant smile.

Nan Feng, that stupid female!

She didn't even know that she had been targeted by Chen Rong. She could just wait for death!