Leisurely Farm Life in Beast World

"Brother Xiu Yan, crack open this jar a bit." Ji Nuan held a small leaf package in her hand, wearing the Snake Slough Gloves that Xiu Yan had swiped from the Three Brothers in the Ya Li cliffs.

She took out a small wooden spoon, carefully scraped a bit of powder, and sprinkled it into the porcelain jar.

Then she quickly motioned for Xiu Yan to cover the jar, even taking a porcelain plate to cautiously cover it: "We’ll wait. Once it stops moving, we can open it and take a look."

Watching her carefully remove her gloves, Xiu Yan asked with a smile, "Sharp Tooth Grass Powder or Fire Seed Fruit?"

Ji Nuan chuckled as she blinked, "It’s easier to do things once it’s anaesthetized."

"Anaesthetized?" Xiu Yan tilted his head slightly; his silver hair cascaded down, draped over his shoulder. His usually stoic face looked a bit puzzled.

Nuannuan always said things that he, as a beast, couldn’t understand.

Ji Nuan pointed to the area covered by the porcelain plate, "Remember how after using the Sharp Tooth Grass Powder, it loses its strength? I call it being anaesthetized."

She silently berated herself for stealing the fruits of others, but what could she do? She had let it slip and now had to fix it.

Xiu Yan nodded, his face bearing an expression of not understanding, yet not voicing it, instead pretending to understand.

Which almost made Ji Nuan burst out laughing.

Seeing Xiu Yan’s hair always being so smooth and loose, Ji Nuan was filled with all kinds of envy, jealousy, and hatred. She secretly berated the Beast God for being unfair. Women were not as good-looking, nor had as good hair or strength as the orcs. Look at their standard model of abs and pectorals, strong and robust bodies. Then, look at herself who could barely keep up with a simple Giggle Beast. Ji Nuan was frustrated.

Seeking comfort from her heartache, she gave Xiu Yan a sly look: "Brother Xiu Yan, don’t you find it inconvenient to let your hair down like this all the time?"

Xiu Yan shook his head: "No, it’s comfortable and it keeps me warm since winter is coming."

Ji Nuan retorted: "Are you mistaking it for a scarf?"

Seeing that the reasoning wasn’t working, Ji Nuan stood up and sat down next to Xiu Yan, ran her hand over her braided hair, and looked at him with anticipation: "Do you think my hair looks good? How about I braid yours for you?"

Xiu Yan instantly glanced at Ji Nuan, full of rejection: "I’m a male beast. What would it look like for me to wear flowers in my hair?"

Put flowers?

Ji Nuan was a bit puzzled. What flowers?

On impulse, she reached up to touch her head: "Hm?"

The wilted touch on her head brought her memories rushing back. She quickly threw away the big red flower from her head.

Looking at the lonely flower lying on the ground, Ji Nuan swore to the Lord Beast God with three fingers raised high: "I swear, I won’t make you wear any of these."

Xiu Yan shook his head again: "No, I’m male, and I don’t do that."

The little devil in Ji Nuan’s heart immediately surged up. She stood up, leaned over Xiu Yan’s back, and rubbed her fluffy little head on his neck, "Please let me play, just braid one string, okay?"

Ji Nuan hardly ever acted like this to Xiu Yan. The stern orc was almost entrapped by the little girl’s coquettish behavior and almost agreed, but his last bit of sanity snapped him back. Seeing her persistence on his hair, he decided to shape-shift...