I've been transported to the orc continent.

Chapter 128 I love you a little more

The headdress was made by Bai Ling and Yue together. Yue is not actually good at this kind of delicate work, but she can still help polish the jade.

As Bai Ling used a small awl to carve out a piece of jade, he asked, "Yue, what kind of jewelry do you like? I'll make it for you when I have time."

Without hesitation, Yue replied, "I like all kinds."

Bai Ling stopped what she was doing and thought about it seriously: "Hmm, there are just too many kinds of jewelry to make: hairpins, headdresses, earrings, necklaces, jade locks, bracelets, bangles, beaded bracelets, waist ornaments, jade pendants, anklets, rings... There are so many kinds of jewelry that it's impossible to list them all."

Yue also stopped what he was doing. He looked at Bai Ling and suddenly smiled: "Then you can make them all for me. Anyway, orcs can live for a long time. Even if you make one a year for me, you should be able to finish them in a hundred years."

Ever since Yue took the initiative to say "I miss you" that time, the atmosphere between the two of them, where one of them was shy and the other was hesitant, and the other was too embarrassed to speak up, was gone.

Yue completely dropped his mask in front of Bai Ling. He would clearly say what he was thinking and what he liked, and he would never sulk alone again.

Just like this time, when Bai Ling asked him what kind of jewelry he liked, Yue said frankly and even confidently that he wanted them all and that Bai Ling should give them to him.

Yue has a very straightforward temper, and Bai Ling is becoming more and more powerless against her. How can Yue be so cute and kind? Every second he spends with Yue makes him love her even more.

“A hundred years is certainly not enough.” Bai Ling lowered her head and went back to work. “It seems I need to practice my jewelry-making skills so I can make more beautiful jewelry for you.”

"Well, I need to get the paper out as soon as possible," Bai Ling said, looking up again. "Yue, once I've got the paper and pen, I'll teach you how to write."

"What is writing?" Yue asked.

Bai Ling put down what he was doing, stood up and took a few steps. He picked up a twig from the side, then pulled up the grass under his feet, revealing the soil underneath.

Smoothing the soil with her hands, Bai Ling used a twig to write her and Yue's names on the ground.

“The character ‘月’ is pronounced Ling, and the character ‘月’ is pronounced Yue.” Bai Ling pointed to the two characters and read them aloud to Yue: “These are our two names.”

Yue followed Bai Ling and read it aloud once, his eyes full of curiosity. Was this what writing was? Could he write down all the beastmen's names, or was it only his and Ling's names that could be written down?

Bai Ling continued, "In that world, writing is an extremely important thing, so important that its function cannot be described in words."

As Yue listened, he repeated his and Ling's names twice. Then, like Bai Ling, he squatted down, took the branch from Bai Ling's hand, and drew their names on the ground, just like Bai Ling had done.

Yue had never been exposed to these things before. He didn't even know how to hold a pen. He could only imitate Bai Ling, holding the branch with his thumb and forefinger, clumsily but devoutly tracing the two words Bai Ling had written.

The character "月" was alright; its strokes were relatively simple, and Yue drew it after just a couple of glances. "凌," on the other hand, had many strokes and a more compact shape. Yue tried to trace it stroke by stroke, but the character she drew was somewhat incoherent.

Bai Ling smiled gently, leaning slightly closer to Yue. He took Yue's right hand in his and guided her to write his name on the ground.

*

This was the closest Bai Ling and Yue had ever gotten.

Bai Ling's body was pressed against Yue's, their skin touching, their clothes touching, and even their breaths were intertwined.

Yue's face turned red again.

He neither dodged nor said anything, but simply let Ling hold his right hand and draw Ling's name on the ground.

On one side is the moon he wrote, and on the other side is Ling with the name he wrote. His name is crooked and crooked, while Ling's name is neat and beautiful. They look very different.

Yue felt a little discouraged, but before he could say anything, Ling took his hand and drew a pattern between their names.

This pattern is strange; it's round on top and pointed at the bottom, and the left and right sides are the same. It looks just like, just like, just like a butt.

On this pattern, Ling drew a slanted line with something resembling a hat hanging at both ends.

After finishing the drawing, Bai Ling finally released Yue, because if they hadn't, they would have both gotten into a passionate relationship.

Both of them blushed deeply, sat down and continued working, neither of them saying a word.

After a while, the heat on Yue's face subsided a bit, and he asked, "Ling, what is the painting between our two names?"

Bai Ling: "That's Cupid's arrow."

"Cupid's arrow?" Yue asked. "Is it something from that world?"

Bai Ling nodded.

Yue persisted, "You still haven't told me what this means!"

Bai Ling kept everyone in suspense: "Yue, you'll find out later."

Seeing that Bai Ling was unwilling to talk about it, Yue Jian stopped asking and lowered his head to continue working, but a smile involuntarily appeared on his lips.

Although she didn't know what Cupid's arrow meant, Yue knew it must be related to liking or having a partner.

He likes Ling, and Ling likes him too. They will be partners in the future, so the pattern must be related to these two things.

Well, even if Ling didn't tell him, he would still know.

*

After the meal, Bai Ling and Yue parted ways; one went to the brick kiln, and the other went to the fields to weed.

Bai Ling put a straw hat on Yue's head: "Yue, remember to drink plenty of water later. If the sun gets too strong, don't work. Come back and rest for a while."

Yue nodded: "Okay, I understand. Ling, if you're tired, take a rest. See you tonight."

Bai Ling won't come back at noon. The tribespeople will bring him lunch, and he'll eat there until it's completely dark before returning.

Bai Ling: "I know that, Yue, you don't need to worry about me."

The two parted reluctantly, even though neither of them had left the tribe and they could have met anytime they wanted. Yet, they made it seem like a grand farewell ceremony.

*

Today, Bai Ling is going to make adobe bricks.

Because the tribe built houses with bricks, and the walls and floors inside were also made of adobe bricks, the tribe now uses more adobe bricks than bricks.

Fortunately, the adobe bricks don't need to be fired; they can just be dried after they're made. However, because of the heavy rain a few days ago, the drying of the adobe bricks was affected, and now the stock of adobe bricks is somewhat insufficient. Bai Ling has drawn some people from the carpentry group and the lime group to make adobe bricks together.

Bai Ling and several clansmen were wading in the mud in the pit. The sun was a bit hot, and Bai Ling was sweating. He wiped his sweat with his arm when he suddenly heard someone calling him.

An elderly tribesman came running up, panting: "Ling, guests have arrived in the tribe, and they want to see you."