Beastiality Is Hard to Discipline: After Being Carried Back to the Den by the Primitive Chief

{Primitive➕Beast World➕Robbery➕Travel➕Beauty➕Strong Man} Archaeological expert Su Wan missed the mark and woke up as a living sacrifice on the altar of a primitive tribe. Surrounded by a pack of wolves, she thought she was going to confess here, but a tiger roar shook the whole place. The chief, who was nearly two meters tall and smelled of blood, tore apart the crowd with his bare hands and threw her over his shoulder like a prey. "Put me down! You savage!" The man turned a deaf ear and entered the cave and threw her into a pile of animal skins. The bone knife cut into the palm of his hand, and he wiped the hot blood on her forehead and collarbone, his voice as low as the roar of a beast: "Mine. Life or death." Su Wan desperately tried to escape, but was pulled back to his hot chest again and again. She thought this was hell, until he clumsily peeled off a roasted bird egg and stuffed it into her mouth, until he came back from the hunting ground covered in bloody scabs and took out a smooth bone comb from his arms... "You are mine."