Chapter 201 (1/2)

Nan Xun was like a little fish. She cut through the silk ribbon of dazzling starlight, and stirred up the river with her splashes.

When she got tired, she stopped and stepped on the stones and mud at the bottom of the river.

The river wasn’t deep. It reached just up to her chest, covering the area.

Nan Xun slowly walked to the edge of the large stone protruding in the river, where some of her aromatic herbs were placed at. Then, she rubbed them on her body which produced some foam. Although it was nothing like modern shower gel, Nan Xun really liked the natural fragrance of herbs.

Nan Xun had just finished rinsing the foam from her body when there was a loud splash behind her. Something heavy fell into the river with a huge impact.

Nan Xun was startled. Before she could quickly turn and see what it was, a tall black shadow rushed at her.

Hot kisses covered her face.

“A’Mang!” Nan Xun was surprised.

“A’Xi, I miss you so much! I was thinking about you so much that while I was hunting, my arm almost got bitten off by a beast.” As A’Mang kissed her, he expressed his feelings of love frankly and passionately.

As soon as Nan Xun heard this, she looked up at his arm.

A’Mang smiled. “It’s okay, it only almost got it. I’m the most powerful warrior in my tribe and that beast can’t match me. I want to hold my Little Wild Leopard around my neck. A’Xi I miss you. You’re more captivating than food.”

Nan Xun was bashful from his straightforward words of endearment.

This, this shameless beast.

At the next moment, Nan Xun felt light. He actually held her high…

Nan Xun held his head tightly, her face turning as red as a monkey’s butt.

“A’Xi, you’re so beautiful…” The rogue sawtooth tiger praised.

After that, time passed slowly. Nan Xun felt her brain go blank. She could only see a thin layer of sweat on the man’s forehead, as well as the blue veins on his neck bulging from exertion. Occasionally, low growls leaked from his beautiful thin lips.

The night seemed to be even more captivating than before. There was the murmur of waves, insects singing, and dry and hot breaths that accompanied the pleasant sounds.

Nan Xun was embraced by the rogue sawtooth tiger on the big stone. Fortunately, the stone was large enough. The rogue sawtooth tiger sat on the stone, and she sat on him. The two held each other like conjoined twins, then looked at the starry sky above their heads together.

“The night is so beautiful ah,” Nan Xun sighed. Her dark eyes were like a pool of spring water, rippling, as if it were a hook.1

A’Mang’s throat rolled, and he directly looked at her. “A’Xi you’re more beautiful than the night. Through your eyes, I can see the starry sky shining brightly.”

Nan Xun directly put her hand on his head and said, “That’s enough ah. Don’t say any more words of endearment.”

A’Mang’s mouth hooked up. “A’Xi, your face is so red, like the reddest fruit. It makes people want to take a bite.”

Nan Xun: …

Your mother, ah. Keep talking like that and I’ll become a big steamed shrimp.

When it came to words of love, she didn’t expect this primitive man to be so powerful, and all his words of love were so straightforward that her cheeks were feverish.

Nan Xun felt that she couldn’t surrender like this and wanted to counterattack.