Chapter 822 - 821: The Matter of Wasting Time
Back at the tribe, Xiu Yan instructed the people to hand over the game from the hunt to the tribesmen for processing. He himself carried his backpack home and went straight to the bathroom to wash off the dirt and bloodstains, then changed into clean clothes before entering the bedroom.
At this moment, Ji Nuan was hugging the half-cut red beast skin, snoring sweetly. Her cheeks were flushed, her rosy little lips slightly pursed, and her delicate nostrils fluttering gently, making the orc who had just returned from the fray in the forest feel incredibly tender-hearted. Watching his beloved little female so soft and mellow warmed his heart.
He approached quietly and with gentle arms picked up the little female, who had been curled up in a tangle. Ji Nuan merely hummed in response, then nestled her little head back into Xiu Yan’s arms to continue sleeping.
The orc’s gaze softened even more, and he couldn’t help but nuzzle his head against the soft hair on the small female’s forehead. He then placed her gently on the kang, covering her with a soft beast skin blanket.
Xiu Yan’s lips curved into a gentle arc that no beast had ever seen, his muscular arms propping up on either side of the sleeping little female’s body. He then slowly lowered his head and pressed a tender kiss on the plump little lips of the female in his arms.
Feeling the softness and sweetness where their lips met, the orc’s hands tightened suddenly, his eyes grew darker and deeper. After taking a deep breath, as if using all his strength, he propped himself up and turned around to leave the bedroom somewhat clumsily.
Meanwhile, Ji Nuan, who was still unaware that she had been taken advantage of, furrowed her delicate eyebrows and pouted her lips. Missing the expected softness, she licked her lips in discontent and continued her sweet dreams.
"Ji Nuan cub?" An elderly voice came from the entrance to the courtyard, causing Xiu Yan, who had just left the bedroom in a fluster, to look up and see Grandma Shaman hobbling in with the aid of a cane.
He hurriedly walked over to greet her, and the orc, who had just moments ago been restraining his awkwardness, once again returned to his usual cool demeanor: "Nuannuan’s asleep."
Grandma Shaman nodded and looked at Xiu Yan: "No matter, I came to speak to you as well. I heard from Ji Nuan cub that you plan to hold the mating ritual at the same time as the adult ritual?"
Xiu Yan pursed his lips, his long eyelashes casting distinct fan-like shadows on his face under the sunlight as he nodded: "Yes."
Grandma Shaman frowned: "Wouldn’t that be a bit too hasty?"
Xiu Yan’s hand under the table clenched tightly, and a ripple crossed his otherwise calm expression. His stern features filled with determination: "I don’t want to wait until the cold season."
Every day delayed after reaching adulthood was a waste of time.
Seeing Xiu Yan’s resolve, Grandma Shaman’s eyes were full of emotion. She had once had such sincere feelings laid before her, but she didn’t cherish them. If she had the chance to do it all over again, she would... smash that old man’s head to smithereens!
Leaving her alone, a frail little female to raise their cub by herself, growing old without a beast for company.
Content, she nodded her head: "Alright then, since you’ve both decided this, I won’t say more. Ji Nuan cub mentioned wanting to prepare some nice clothes."
With that, she placed a small package from her own person onto the stone table, speaking affectionately: "This is the red beast skin I found, the color is still very bright. Take it to Ji Nuan cub, see if she can use it."