Chapter 132 Harvesting a Little White Tiger

  Yang Lan'er looked at the cheap Xianggong's bear appearance, and was amused by him and laughed heartily: "Sanggong, I can be the **** of the town house now."

   Tan Anjun looked at his little wife who was so different, and when he encountered a matter to be resolved by force, he would do something drastic. The corners of his eyes twitched. This personality is a bit hot-eyed, but... he, the **** just likes it!

  Yang Lan'er caught a glimpse of the cheap Xianggong standing there in a daze, and didn't remind him. After shooting the last arrow, he smiled happily: "Sanggong, after killing, let's go out and count who has the most, and deal with the dead wolves outside."

   Tan Anjun coughed and smiled lightly: "Okay, let's go."

   After finishing speaking, he put away the tripod, and the couple walked out of the cave.

   Walking out of the cave entrance, there is a more intense **** smell, which makes people feel sick, and there are wolf corpses strewn all over the ground.

  The husband and wife counted, and there were twelve wolves with small feather arrows in total, and eleven wolves with big feather arrows. The result was obvious.

   "Sir, I won."

   "Lady, you can ask for it casually, and I am willing to gamble and lose for my husband." Tan Anjun looked at his young wife's childish appearance, and promised dotingly.

   "Okay, save it for now, and I'll bring it up later when I think about it. Sir, let's skin these wolves quickly." Yang Lan'er frowned slightly, and said softly.

   "Well, lady, go in and rest, leave this place to me." Tan Anjun took out a dagger, raised his head and coaxed.

"Let's go together, the speed can be faster, the peeling will be finished earlier, and the rest will be earlier." Yang Lan'er has no face to rest by herself, and keeps the cheap husband busy for a few hours. There are many wolves here. Yes, there are more than thirty heads.

  Uh, Yang Laner remembered that the white tiger was coming, looked down the slope, and saw the little white tiger was circling around the mother tiger, howling.

   The couple looked at each other and walked towards the white tiger.

  The white tiger moved his head, raised his tiger eyes and stared at them with pleading eyes.

  Yang Lan'er squatted down and checked its tiger body. It was seriously injured. There were more than 20 lacerations on its body, and it was exhausted.

   Shaking his head at the cheap man, he stroked the tiger's head: "I know you are worried about the tiger cub, but don't worry, I will take good care of it."

   After finishing speaking, he stood up and let him get close to the little tiger cub for the last time. Slowly, those glass-like tiger eyes also lost their brilliance.

   After dealing with all the wolves, the couple dug the white tiger and buried it. The little white tiger walked around the grave of the white tiger dozens of times, but still refused to leave.

  Yang Lan'er laughed angrily: "I didn't expect you to be so affectionate. Okay, let's go back." Then, without any explanation, he picked up the little white tiger and returned to the cave.

  Tan Anjun entered the cave, put the big tripod against the entrance of the cave, used the last pot of water, and the two of them simply washed up.

   "Don't worry about it, come and have a rest."

  Yang Lan'er settled the little white tiger, took off his outer shirt and lay down, was hugged by the cheap husband, and fell into a sound sleep after a while.

   Tan Anjun heard his wife breathing evenly in his arms, chuckled lightly, kissed her forehead, and closed his eyes.

  Early in the morning, Yang Lan'er was awakened by the smell of food, washed up, the couple had breakfast together, and poured some chicken soup into a bamboo tube to feed the little white tiger.

   Tan Anjun looked at his little wife and said with a bit of distress: "My lady, do you want to take another day off?"

  Climbing mountains and ridges yesterday, he was busy with work in the middle of the night. He was worried that his little wife would not be able to bear it.

  Yang Lan'er smiled and said: "Don't worry, Mr. Xianggong, I slept well in the second half of last night, and I'm in good spirits now."

  Yesterday's physical strength was indeed a bit exhausted, resulting in a little soreness in the arms and legs today, but it can be relieved after two days of persistence. She will take this trip to the mountain as a physical training.

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