Xiu Yan gave him a frosty glance, and Lei Er, under the gaze of Ji Nuan who enjoyed watching the situation unfold, drew back his neck.
He flashed his big white teeth, handing over a flattering smile.
An orc even more robust than Xiu Yan acted all submissive before him, much like a bullied little wife.
Ji Nuan's eyes gleamed. Had she accidentally discovered some undeniable subtle dynamic between these two orcs?
Really, fujoshi see the world through different lenses.
Ignoring Ji Nuan's strange gaze, Xiu Yan lifted his chin towards Lei Er: "What do you want to do? Let him."
Ji Nuan's eyes brightened, her greyish face instantly gaining some colour, she carefully opened her arms and said, "I would like a wooden bucket this wide, and up to here on my chest."
Xiu Yan and Lei Er exchanged looks, their faces somewhat confused.
"What is a wooden bucket?"
Ji Nuan was silent.
"Hollow out a tree trunk from one side, but leave a base, it shouldn't be too thin, I need it to hold water."