Little guy, he's quite good at acting like a spoiled child

The bamboo house was not very big, and when a group of people suddenly rushed in, it suddenly seemed cramped.

It was raining heavily outside and the house was eerily quiet.

Perhaps because of their identities, Mo Yan and Xingkong leaned against the door with half of their feet hanging outside, not daring to come in.

After Teng entered the room, he casually threw Luo Heng into the corner.

He stood against the bamboo wall like a shadow, trying his best to see everyone in the room. His body was as tense as a fully drawn bowstring, and the lights in the room shattered into countless stars in his eyes.

When the dark green eyes swept over the Buye Hou who was lying at Fu Ying's feet, they were filled with coldness.

Bai Cang's narrow fox eyes swept over everyone in the house. As soon as he stepped into the bamboo house, he caught a familiar and almost strong scent, which was the smell of Fu Ying.

His eyes lightly swept across Luo Heng. It was obvious that he had spent the few days when she was away with Luo Heng.

Bai Cang remained calm, his eyes slightly shifted, and his gaze fell on Qinglan in the corner.

He was as silent as a shadow, his long flaxen hair sticking to his shoulders wetly, with raindrops dripping silently down the ends of his hair. He held Tuanzi in his arms, and his drooping eyelashes cast a shadow on his pale face.

Bai Cang walked forward slowly, extended his hand to him, and said politely: "Thank you for taking care of Tuanzi."

Qinglan looked up when he heard the voice, his gray-brown eyes were clear and penetrating, and he glanced lightly at Bai Cang's face.

Instead of handing Tuanzi over, he tightened his arms and held the sleeping little guy even deeper in his arms, as if Bai Cang was not Tuanzi's beastly father, but he was.

Qinglan didn't even talk to Bai Cang. He turned around silently, walked straight behind Fu Ying and stood still.

Bai Cang was slightly startled, a hint of complex emotions flashed across his beautiful face.

Fu Ying took the dumpling from Qinglan's hand, and his fingertips brushed Qinglan's wrist lightly.

The skin on his wrist was as pale and clean as he was, with light blue veins and the smell of rain that had not yet dried. Qinglan paused, raised his eyes and lingered on Fu Ying's face for a moment.

But he did not dodge, but just lowered his eyes, with a glimmer in his gray-brown eyes.

Fu Ying held Tuanzi in his arms, and for the time being, he had no intention of reminiscing with him. Instead, he said to everyone, "What happened just now has nothing to do with you. Don't take it to heart."

Xingkong was the most insincere. He stared at the lying Marquis of Buye, his brow furrowed, and spoke dangerously, "The Zerg emerging from the abyss during the rainy season is not good news."

Fu Ying raised her eyes, blinked her long eyelashes, and said lightly: "Then what do you want?"

There was murderous intent in Xingkong's eyes, but when he met Fu Ying's half-smile, he suddenly stared at him.

He originally wanted to say that he would kill Buye Hou, but looking at Fu Ying's expression, it was obvious that she didn't have that idea.

Xingkong's Adam's apple rolled twice, his arms were crossed over his chest, and his black hair draped over his shoulders was extremely free and easy.

He turned his head away and winked at Teng, indicating that he should say a few words.

This Marquis Buye is extremely dangerous and a nuisance. If he stays around, trouble will arise sooner or later.

Teng's dark green pupils flickered slightly. He didn't ask about Buyehou's affairs, but whispered, "Aying, the rainy season is only halfway over. Where are we going next?"

No one present was stupid, and Fu Ying's attitude was already very clear.

Although Buyehou came to seek revenge, she did not intend to kill him, but decided to stay by his side.

As soon as Teng finished speaking, Mo Yan spoke up, his voice less sinister: "It's better to return to the Cangshan tribe. You are familiar with every tree and blade of grass there. The tribe has missed you very much since you left."

As he spoke, Mo Yan's gaze unconsciously turned to Bai Cang.

The reason why Fu Ying left the Cangshan tribe was all because of him, the fallen orc.

But after witnessing Fu Ying's strength tonight, he suddenly understood. Not to mention that only Bai Cang was a fallen orc, even if all the people present were, Fu Ying would be enough to protect them.

What made him even more excited was that his thoughts were confirmed.

Fu Ying is an insurmountable mountain, but she can take them across the triangular sea!

Even if it was just for this reason, he wanted her to return to the Cangshan tribe.

Xingkong's eyes swept across Bai Cang, then looked at Buye Hou, and his brows unconsciously frowned.

A Fallen Orc and a dangerous Zerg, these two together are a real source of danger, not to mention there's another one...

Xingkong's gaze fell on Luoheng in the corner.

He didn't forget that this person was also a dangerous person at the Nine Star Realm!

None of the beastly men who support Ying are good people.

He is the future leader of the Likong Tribe, and he must not put the entire tribe in danger because of a momentary impulse.

But... Xingkong's gaze unconsciously fell on Fu Ying, and the knuckles hanging at his sides curled up uncontrollably, revealing a hint of unspeakable emotion.

He couldn't deceive himself, he liked this extremely dazzling female.

Even though, she was once the evil woman of the Oasis tribe whom he hated and despised and avoided as much as possible.

Fu Ying raised his eyelids and looked across the starry sky.

His Adam's apple rolled with difficulty, he turned away in embarrassment, and clenched his fists tighter. Since he didn't have the courage to accept the people around her, he would just hide the others.

Fu Ying's gaze did not stop at Xingkong, but fell on Mo Yan.

She casually gathered Tuanzi's soft silver hair with her fingertips, and her voice was filled with alienation and laziness: "Thank you, Chief Mo Yan, for coming out to look for me this time. However, there is no need to return to the Cangshan Tribe."

As he was speaking, the baby in the cradle suddenly woke up.

Perhaps sensing her mother's presence, her tender little hand reached out and precisely grasped a strand of her falling hair. The tips of her furry white ears trembled, and then a fluffy little tail shook off the swaddling clothes and swayed happily in the air, looking like a flattering toady.

Fu Ying's cold and beautiful eyebrows softened instantly, and she pinched the tip of the little fox's ear with her slender fingertips.

"Little guy, you're quite good at acting like a spoiled child."

Tuanzi made a baby "woooo" sound and wrapped the tip of his tail around her wrist. No matter how hard-hearted she was, she couldn't help but lose her temper.

Fu Ying chuckled and gently tapped Tuanzi's pink nose. The cubs from the Orc Continent were so cute, with soft ears and a furry tail, it felt like raising a pet.

The corner of Teng's mouth twitched violently.

Tuanzi's cute and coquettish look is exactly the same as that of a shameless man!

He silently turned his head to look at Bai Cang, and happened to see that the guy was silently curling up the corners of his lips.

Perhaps noticing his gaze, Bai Cang raised the corners of his narrow eyes slightly, and in front of everyone, he sat down next to Fuying openly. He gently held the person in his arms with his slender hands, and teased the cub with his fingertips.

Sensing his father's breath, Tuanzi reached out to grab Bai Cang's fingers again, and his tail shook into a small whirlwind.

Bai Cang chuckled softly, his thin lips almost touching the tip of Fu Ying's ear: "Look at Tuanzi, he's so happy. It's because he saw his mother, right?"

Tuanzi seemed to understand what his father said. He immediately let out a "woop" and rubbed his little face into Fuying's palm, with the tip of his tail wagging happily, like a fluffy little dandelion.

Fu Ying curled his lips and his mood improved a lot.

Bai Cang looked at the softness between her brows, his eyes slightly deep, and silently hugged her tighter.

The corners of Teng's forehead twitched. Isn't this blood inheritance a little too accurate?