But thinking of what she hadn’t completed yet, she struggled to crawl out of bed and put on her brand new cotton clothes and boots.
Ji Nuan laughed like a two-hundred-pound fool: "It’s good to be ho."
She pushed open the bedroom door, and a cool breeze hit her face. Ji Nuan exhaled: "It’s really cold."
From the kitchen ca the sound of pots and pans. Ji Nuan smirked: "It must be Brother Xiu Yan making food."
The biological clock of Orcs is terrifyingly precise; unless they are injured and unconscious, they absolutely do not sleep in.
Even if being held by oneself, they would lie there propped up, watching oneself sleep.
The rich aroma of cured at wafted to her nose, making Ji Nuan unconsciously wipe her mouth corner.
Fortunately, no drool ca out.
"Co in, isn’t it cold outside?"
Seeing her glancing at the doorfra drooling, Xiu Yan helplessly reached out and pulled her inside, turning to close the door and keeping the cold air out.
The kitchen was very warm.
"Brother Xiu Yan, are you making dumpling soup?" Ji Nuan’s voice was full of delight.
Xiu Yan responded with a light "hm", handing her a cup of hot water: "Isn’t that what you wanted to eat?"
Ji Nuan widened her eyes at his words: "How did you know I wanted to eat dumpling soup?"
At her words, the corners of Xiu Yan’s mouth couldn’t help but curl up, as if recalling sothing amusing, he nudged his lips with a fist and cleared his throat twice: "Did Nuannuan forget? Yesterday you talked in your sleep for quite a long ti, constantly calling for dumpling soup, drooling all over the quilt."
Ji Nuan felt as if she’d been struck by lightning—did she really do sothing so humiliating?
Could it be that Brother Xiu Yan was lying...? The female narrowed her eyes to look, only to be blinded by the Orc’s honest and upright appearance.
It seems... truly her thinking by day led to dreaming by night...
The certain skeptical female didn’t notice the cunning and sly glint that quickly passed through the deeply serious and upright orc’s eyes.
Finally tasting the long-missed dumpling soup, the female felt her life as an Orc had beco complete once more.
After eating, the two Orcs headed straight to the Clan Leader’s house, receiving enthusiastic greetings from tribe mbers along the way.
The Clan Leader’s ho was lively; Grandma Shaman was smacking her lips at the sweet taste of dried fruit, while the Clan Leader and several Hunting Team Leaders sat on the kang chewing dried at.
Across the table were also Bear Da, Shi Jie, ng Zhuo, ng Tai, and Shaman ng Luo, all holding either dried at or fruit, talking and glancing towards the yard.
A hearth fire was lit on the ground, surrounded by young Orcs like Ya Li and Fu Yi.
"It seems Shaman Ji Nuan is truly exhausted."
"Indeed, traveling outside is more dangerous than hunting for us."
"Shaman Ji Nuan is here!"
Ge Tai rushed in from outside, followed by Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan.
As soon as the three entered, they took off their boots and clambered onto the kang, letting out a deep breath.
Ji Nuan smiled at the crowd: "It wasn’t far at all, but it really was cold on the way."
"Nuannuan, we just heard from that kid Fu Yi about your plan to set up a base on another continent. Won’t this provoke dissatisfaction from the large tribes over there?"
Grandma Shaman took out the flavorless dried fruit from her mouth and asked worriedly.
Ji Nuan smiled slyly: "Perhaps it will, but it’s also our ti to grow stronger, and currently, the large tribes don’t take us seriously.
For them, having a base like ours can also bring them many benefits."
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