Chapter 785 - 784, Shaky Hands_1
Before she could speak again, Xiu Yan whispered, "We’ll take you there after we mate."
Ji Nuan’s eyes instantly crinkled into joyful curves, "Honeymoon trip, huh?"
Xiu Yan calmly nodded, "Hmm." Even though he had no idea what this honeymoon trip meant, nodding was always the right response at this time, hadn’t their female partner just given them such a joyful laugh?
Since it’s a honeymoon surprise, Ji Nuan isn’t in a hurry to know what it is. Considering the usually cold orc had a romantic idea, she decided to give him the opportunity to create some romance.
However, Ji Nuan had forgotten that as a stern orc from the primeval Beast World Continent, does he really understand what romance is?
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"Ge Xing, come out here!!!" Amidst the lively construction of houses by newly joined members of the Watson Tribe in the early morning, a roar rang out, jolting all of the surrounding orcs awake.
In Chief Ge Xing’s home, Aunt Naima glared at the odd-smelling, damp imprint next to her. She was so wroth that it felt as if her lungs would explode, she picked up a beast skin shoe and walked out.
At this time, Uncle Ge Xing had already slipped away stealthily. Furious Aunt Naima searched around and did not find her orc. She could only turn back, took the beast skin mat with a map painted on it, and went to the river to clean it.
On the roof, Uncle Ge Xing watched his female partner walking out angrily. He felt as if each of her strides was stomping on him, causing his whole body to tremble slightly. He scrunched up his old face in anger, muttering, "I’m too old for this, how could I wet the beast skin mat? It must be some beast setting me up. If I catch him, I’ll stuff him into a pickle jar."
Looking up again at his partner’s enraged figure, he shrank back and murmured to himself, "Oh boy, winter is approaching soon, I better help build the houses, where else will the members of the clan live? I’ll squeeze in with them for a few days, it’s better to finish the construction early."
After mentally preparing himself and stroking his well-groomed beard, Uncle Ge Xing sneakily slid off the roof, peered around the doorframe till Aunt Naima was far away, then bolted towards the house-building site.
At the river, the elderly women and young females of the tribe were washing the newly hunted beast skins. Seeing Aunt Naima coming over with a beast skin mat again, they all greeted her.
"Naima, why are you washing the beast skin mats every day recently?"
"Yeah, Shaman Ji Nuan said that the cotton inside won’t be warm if you wash it too many times. You should just sun it."
Naima smiled awkwardly, "I’ve been spilling soup on it during meals lately, it smells. I had to wash it."
"Oh dear, haven’t you fallen sick? If you’re feeling unwell, you should go see the shaman."
Naima’s mouth twitched, "I’m fine, I’m fine. I might’ve just been too tired from gathering food, my hands are a bit shaky, but I’m alright."
Having said that, she turned and walked towards a relatively less crowded spot.
Watching Naima walk away, the few females glanced at each other, all expressing some concern, "We really should inform Ge Xing about this. Their female partner is feeling unwell and they don’t care, what good are they?"
"Exactly, why not let Naima find another one, one partner simply isn’t enough. There’s too much work at home now, it’s exhausting."