Primitive Farming: My Wolfish Husband, Go Easy on Me

She somehow transmigrated to a continent of beastfolk, where a dangerously handsome wolf devoured her whole. Now she has nowhere to vent her anger! What? A mate? Mo Jiujiu refuses to marry that wolf king!

Wouldn't it be much better to build houses and make bowls with the beastfolk, hunt and farm, enjoy good food, and expand the tribe while they're at it?

The wolf: "Little female, you've become mine, carried my cub, and eaten my flesh. You still think you can run?"

Mo Jiujiu: "Weren't you supposed to let me choose freely?"

The wolf, putting on a serious face: "By the Beast God, I didn't mean what I said back then!"

As the wolf flirts with her every day, Mo Jiujiu leads the tribe toward a prosperous life.