I am a Primitive Man

　　 The morning sun rises, the morning breeze floats, and it hits with a hint of coldness, witches the leather jacket wrapped around him.

　　 The hand wrapped in the leather jacket did not leave immediately, but moved up and down on it, feeling the smoothness of the fur and the softness of the leather.

　　'S technique is similar to that of him lying on the side of the bunny hoop, picking up a rabbit with dark eye circles inside and carrying his ears out, placing it on the wall of the bunny hoop, and moving his hand along the head to the short tail.

　　 In the beginning, this somewhat chic-looking rabbit made strong enough resistance to this insulting behavior, but how can its resistance be put in the eyes of the powerful witch?

　　 Hold this guy's ears just a little bit, intoxicated, can't extricate himself.

　　 This rabbit is also a clever one. He knows the truth that he can change himself if he can't change the world, and he can enjoy it if he can't resist. After experiencing more of this kind of things, he becomes calm and calm, and he has a tendency to become addicted.

　　 Now as long as Wu lie on the edge of the rabbit circle, this guy will actively move forward to Wu...

　　 Wu's hand was still stroking the leather, as if he couldn't help but put it down.

　　 It is said that a witch who has dealt with fur from the very beginning shouldn't be like this. After all, he has worn animal skins for a lifetime, and he has long been accustomed to the animal skins on his body.

　　 The witch's hands were still moving, and he lowered his head to look at the animal skin carefully, as if it was so different.

　　 Compared with the previous animal skins, this animal skin is indeed very different. The main reason is that these animal skins have gone through a procedure, that is, nitration.

　　 Wu Wu felt the smooth and soft skin on her body, and could not help but remembered the scene a few days ago——

　　Kamiko came to the inner cave from the outside, and his walking posture was a bit wrong.

　　 Before he could ask, he saw the **** child unwrap the animal skins on his body, take off what he called the pants, which only he was willing to wear, and threw it on the sleeping bunk.

　　 Then he blew cold breath.

　　Wu remembered very clearly. He craned his neck and glanced at it, and the little finches of the **** child became a little red and swollen.

　　 Seeing this scene, how could the wise witch not understand what happened?

　　 He smiled bitterly and shook his head slightly, indicating that he didn't understand God's way.

　　Since these pants are uncomfortable to wear, they will cause harm to themselves, so why should I wear them? Wouldn't it be good to wrap a leather like yourself?

　　Witch thought so, and then he pulled the torn leather skirt to hide what was exposed.

　　 God child is so smart, why can't he turn around in this matter?

　　I don't like the **** child who stays in the cave. This time he stayed in the cave for a long time.

　　 At first, he blew a cold breath at the little tit, and then sat there staring at the leather pants he had left not far away in a daze, and sat motionless in this position for a long time.

　　The witch naturally didn't know how long the problem of pants had troubled them.

　　 Their great **** son wants a pair of pants that suits his heart.

　　 Just when Wu was worried and put down the stone pen in his hand and walked over to yell the **** son twice, the **** son who had been sitting still suddenly jumped up.

　　 He laughed for a while, then kept saying: "Yes! I have! Hahaha...! I have!"

　　 Without waiting for the astonished Wu to ask questions, the yelling **** son suddenly shut his mouth, picked up the leather pants he had left aside, and ran out like the wind.

　　 Wu Wu was stunned for a while, and hurried out in a panic, wanting to see what happened to the son of God, how weird his behavior today was, and it did not fit his usual calm style.

　　 Before he could go out, the son of God ran back again in a gust of wind, and he pulled his skin off before pulling him up, and then he lowered his body.

　　 hurriedly surrounded, then ran out again.

　　 The witch sniffed like a **** son, and then followed out to see what happened to the **** son.

　　 When he walked out, the son of God was filling a basin used to melt salt mines with plant ash.

　　 filled most of the basin, then added water to it and stirred with a stick.

　　 Stir evenly, wait for the turbid water to clear, and then scoop the water in the big pot into the pot used to wash the feet of God.

　　 Looking at this somewhat familiar scene, Wu showed a trace of stunnedness. The son of God should have been instructed by the gods, and he was given a way to make new things.

　　 In the past, the **** child used a similar method to make delicious salt from the unpalatable stone. What can he get from the ashes this time?

　　 Just as Wu's eyes widened, he decided to wait and see, and when he wrote down all this until the time was ready to write on the pottery board, the **** child threw the leather pants he was holding into the basin.

　　 And pressed it to the bottom with a stick, and pressed it with a small stone to prevent it from floating, worrying about the appearance of drowning.

　　 The witch who saw this unexpected scene was astounded. It was just how much hatred he had to make the son of God treat it like this.

　　 Immediately thought of the red and swollen little finches of the **** son, the witch was relieved.

But after this relief, a new kind of doubt arose. The son of God wanted to submerge this thing in water to vent his breath, and just press it directly in ordinary water~www.wuxiaspot.com~Why is it so troublesome, Water filtered with plant ash?

　　 He looked at the son of God, and only after he found that the son of God had become as usual, he asked.

The answer 　　 got was to make the hard leather soft.

　　 I still don’t understand this witch. Now these leathers are very comfortable to wear on my body. Why do you soften them?

　　 And even if it is softened by soaking in water, it will harden again after it is dried...

　　The witch really wanted to tell the **** son of this result, but after thinking of all the miraculous things the **** son had made, he held back.

　　 Wu found out that he was wrong, it was three days after this happened.

　　 The next day, the son of God took out the pants that had been soaked in water for a day and a night, and after careful kneading in clear water several times, they hung them on the branches of the courtyard to dry.

　　 Looking at the **** child who came to touch his pants from time to time, Wu had a mixed mood. He knew that the pants were likely to harden, and at the same time, he was expecting the **** child to be able to bring different interweaving feelings.

　　 When the **** son put on the dried leather pants and cheered, Wu's complicated mood was gone, and the rest was joy, because the **** son did not disappoint and did things that ordinary people could not do.

　　 But with joy, Wu felt that this incident did not have much effect on the tribe, because he felt that the leather was soft and hard to wear...

　　 Wu Wu touched the soft and slippery leather on his body, with a smile from his heart on his face, wrapped in the soft leather and unwilling to take it off, he had already selectively forgotten his thoughts at the time...

　　 (It was written that a loophole was discovered, and I have forgotten to write about the fur sculpting. Now I will fill it in here. I will make up the leather thing before. Everyone will automatically make up for it... This is the only way...