Chapter 632 - 631, Xiu Yan? _1
His deep-set facial features, stern outline, and profound eyes, besides the differences in his hair and eye color, he looked just like her Brother Xiu Yan. Could it be that Brother Xiu Yan never died?
A mist filled Ji Nuan’s eyes, the joy of regaining what she had lost made her whole body visibly tremble in excitement. Not caring if her muddy paws would soil "Xiu Yan", she reached out and grabbed the orc’s arm, "You’re alright! You are still alive!"
Although her eyes were filled with tears, the eyes that were washed by the tears shone even brighter, filled with dependency and a burning desire.
Kun’s body gave a jolt, his heart pounding in a way he had never felt before.
He felt a strange palpitation coming from the small, white hand of the young female. Starting from the spot she was grasping, it gradually spread throughout his body, as if completing his life.
His deep-set eyes grew darker, hidden behind the golden pupils was an unwavering determination and possessiveness.
This was the female he wanted.
Seeing him not talking, Ji Nuan took a step forward and softly called his name, "Brother Xiu Yan?"
A hint of gloom rushed through his eyes. Was this orc the female called Xiu Yan her mate?
"Kun." A low, husky voice sounded over her head.
Ji Nuan stared at the orc blankly, "What?"
The corner of Kun’s mouth lifted in a rare gentle smile, "My name is Kun."
Ji Nuan clutched the orc’s small hand tighter, she felt her heart stopped beating for a moment due to nervousness, "How can that be? You are clearly my Brother Xiu Yan, did you fall into the water and get injured, making you forget about me? I am Nuannuan, your future mate."
Seeing the confusion and unfamiliarity in the orc’s eyes, a touch of anxiety and faint despair pervaded Ji Nuan’s tone.
At that moment, other orcs from the Nacha Tribe also arrived, seeing Nuannuan with a sad face holding onto Kun’s arm, their jaws dropped.
They looked up at the sky. What was happening today?
Kun was actually letting a female touch him?
"Kun, who is this?" A young orc swallowed and stepped forward.
Kun frowned, somewhat displeased with the interruption from the young orc.
Ji Nuan looked at the young orc, "Are you guys from the same tribe as Xiu... Kun?"
The young female’s voice was even softer at close distance, it even carried a sobbing tone that made the orcs feel pity and affection. The young orc nodded hurriedly, "Yes, we are all orcs of the Nacha tribe."
Ya Li, Fu Yi, and the guards also rushed over, looking at the golden-haired, golden-eyed Kun with excitement in their eyes.
"Has he always been part of your tribe?" Ji Nuan asked the young orc cautiously.
The orc nodded, "Yes, after Kun’s parents died for the tribe, he was sent to his maternal grandparent’s tribe, he just returned recently."
Despite the sweltering weather, Ji Nuan felt like she was in the middle of winter, her entire body was ice cold.
Seeing the young female’s pale face gave the surrounding orcs a scare.
The nearest Kun saw the light in her eyes disappear, the eyes that were full of yearning and joy earlier had now become unfamiliar, pushing his emotions over the edge. His chest felt as if it was harboring a beast.
He reached out to touch the young female whose eyes were filled with disappointment and sorrow. But the moment he reached out, she backed away, her feet unsteady, causing her to stumble a bit.