Right, although ambushing you was my fault, as the Guard Captain of Shaman Ji Nuan, not giving me face is like not giving the Shaman face, you know.
Feeling the movement under his feet, Xiu Yan's deep eyes narrowed, his firm chin resting on the forehead of the female in his arms, his voice muffled: "Your Guard Captain wants face, so I don't need face, hmm?"
That "hmm" sounded as if it were muffled from his chest, hopelessly sexy, causing Ji Nuan's old face to turn red. Inside, she let out a wolf howl, struggling to suppress the urge to pounce on the Little Silver Wolf tempting her.
Stay calm, I am a female with integrity.
But unbeknownst to her, her eyes shining and her blushing like a lovestruck fool had already been noticed by the Orc.
From an angle she couldn't see, a smug smile spread across the Orc's face.
He looked disdainfully at the black and unkempt snake at his feet, weeping in the wind.
