That night, some beasts had it good, while others tossed and turned in unrest.
Of course, when Ji Nuan, sore in the back and aching in the waist, woke up to see Xiu Yan with his tender gaze at the bedside, she was not at all pleased.
Her round eyes were wide open, seemingly containing two small flames burning inside.
Seeing Ji Nuan's petulant look, even Xiu Yan, with his thick-skinned nature, couldn't help but touch his nose, feeling exceedingly guilty.
He admitted to himself that he had been quite the tormentor the night before.
The tall orc cautiously and pleasingly helped his little female dress and brought her water at just the right temperature for washing up, which somewhat alleviated her anger.
Sipping the thick porridge made by the orc, Ji Nuan let out a comfortable sigh, the warm food filled her body with warmth.
"Shaman Ji Nuan?" a cautious voice suddenly came from the courtyard.
