Chapter 86: The Vixen Who Loves to Show Off
After saying that, Teng turned around and left, his back forming a sharp silhouette in the rain.
Qing Lin couldn't help but chase after him for two steps, his voice trembling slightly, and his tone was very difficult: "Brother Teng... are you still blaming me?"
Teng raised his eyebrows and shook his head: "Although my mother asked me to form a bond with you, I never agreed. So, after my star pattern was broken, I can understand your actions."
"There's nothing strange or normal between us, Qinglin, you don't have to take it to heart."
"I have to go back, my female is waiting for me."
Qinglin stood there in a daze, looking at Teng's receding back.
His steps were lighter than usual, even a bit youthful, a look she had never seen before.
Female? It turned out that after leaving Fu Ying, he found another female.
Qinglin looked down at the crescent mark on his palm, his smile bitter.
At this time, an elderly female came forward and stood beside Qinglin, looking at Teng's leaving back. Her skinny hands pressed heavily on Qinglin's shoulders, her nails almost digging into her flesh.
"Qinglin, now that Teng is healed, you must seize the opportunity!"
"He's a warrior of the six-star lightning beast crystal. He's incredibly powerful. With his protection, our Xishan tribe can leave that hellish place and find a more suitable territory to rebuild our tribe!"
"Mo Yan is already the leader. He won't allow us to defect to the Cangshan Tribe again and again!"
Qinglin was pinched so hard that it hurt and his face turned pale.
She whispered, "Brother Teng already has a female, and he has never liked me."
The old female was furious and pinched her twice: "Idiot! We haven't formed a bond yet, so why can't you be with anyone?"
"His beast mother is your aunt. In terms of this relationship, no other female can compare!"
"Teng is a man who values loyalty and righteousness. As long as you can bear his cub, his heart will be tied to you!"
"Qinglin, you are from our Xishan tribe. You must consider our tribe in everything you do!"
Qinglin bit her lips tightly, not daring to refute.
She turned a blind eye to Prince Teng's miserable situation because he had lost his beast crystal, his star pattern was broken, and he was forced to form a bond with another female. She was even worried that he would run to the Xishan tribe and ask her to accept him.
The tribe didn't take him back to Xishan Tribe when he was in the most difficult time. How dare he say such things now?
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Teng hurried back to his residence soon.
Before he even entered, he smelled a strong fragrance.
Teng paused, and was just wondering when suddenly his vision darkened. A piece of animal skin of unknown material came over his head, cutting off the water droplets on the ends of his hair.
Then, a pair of slender, soft hands passed through the animal hide and gently wiped his wet hair.
The moment the animal skin was lifted, Teng saw Fu Ying looking at him with a frown.
There was anger in her narrow eyes, her red lips were slightly pursed, and there was still a hint of moisture on her fingertips.
"The umbrella at the door is just for show?" She was a little unhappy, but her fingertips still carefully brushed the wet hair that was still wet. "You're going out like this, aren't you afraid of getting sick?"
Teng chuckled, his dark green eyes filled with joy, and he bent down and kissed her on her red lips.
Fu Ying half-closed his eyes and looked at Teng thoughtfully: "So happy? Everyone in this Xishan tribe is your old acquaintance. Could it be that you saw a female you liked before?"
This is not groundless. After all, Teng didn't like Fuying before. Even if he forced a contract with her, he might like other females, just like Qinglan. Doesn't he also have a childhood sweetheart?
She didn't care about these things, but she hadn't conceived yet and the mission couldn't go wrong.
Hearing this, Teng raised his eyebrows, a smile on his handsome face with sharp edges and corners. He reached out and took Fu Ying into his arms, saying confidently: "Don't blame me, the female I like is right in front of me!"
As he spoke, the ends of his damp hair brushed across Fu Ying's cheek, mixed with his scent, which seemed to carry a lingering poison, and even this sophistry was tainted with a damp allure.
At this moment, Bai Cang suddenly came in and pulled Fu Ying out of Teng's arms.
He glanced at Teng coldly, his eyes full of warning.
However, when he lowered his head to look at Fu Ying, his voice softened instantly: "The food is getting cold."
He rubbed his fingertips seemingly unintentionally across the side of Fuying's waist that had been hugged by Teng, as if trying to erase some trace.
This act of disgust caught Teng's eye. His dark green pupils narrowed slightly and a dangerous snort came from his throat.
"Okay, come and eat." Fu Ying was pulled by Bai Cang and sat down at the stone table, waving to Teng.
Teng walked forward and looked at the exquisite food on the table. He was slightly stunned and hesitated in a rare way.
He had never seen anything like this before. It was crystal clear, like a bowl made of bones filled with milky white soup, with distinct pieces of meat coated in honey and drizzled with soup, which was very tempting.
The orcs were used to eating rough prey, and this kind of exquisite food was unfamiliar to them.
Bai Cang glanced at him, slowly scooped up a spoonful of soup, and then handed it to Fu Ying's lips.
Only after Fu Ying took a sip of soup from his hand did Bai Cang withdrew his hand with satisfaction.
He turned and picked up the chopsticks, and the bamboo chopsticks steadily picked up the amber-colored braised pork with an elegant and skillful posture.
Then, he narrowed his fox eyes slightly and looked at Teng provocatively, the cinnabar mole at the end of his eye floating with a smile: "Do you know what this is?"
The piece of meat swayed half a circle in front of Teng's eyes, and finally fell into her crimson lips.
Bai Cang chewed slowly, his Adam's apple rolling as he sighed with satisfaction, "Aying made this... braised pork, haha, it tastes so good. It's a pity... some people just eat raw meat whole."
Fu Ying's mouth twitched, what a fox who loves to show off!
However, foxes are indeed very smart animals. She didn't even teach Bai Cang how to hold chopsticks. Bai Cang learned how to hold them just by watching for a few seconds. He even learned her habitual little movement of turning the chopsticks perfectly.
Teng's face suddenly turned gloomy. He picked up the chopsticks in front of him, but his movements were as stiff as a puppet. He couldn't pick up a piece of meat with his chopsticks. There was a violent dark color in his dark green eyes.
At this moment, Bai Cang played with his chopsticks, spinning a beautiful silver flower on his slender fingertips, and picked up a piece of meat and put it into Fu Ying's bowl, with a sly arc at the corner of his eyes: "A Ying, eat more."
The grip on the knuckles suddenly tightened, and the joints made a teeth-grinding cracking sound.
This vixen is such a show-off! Can he knock his teeth out?!
Suddenly, there was a crisp "click" sound.
Bai Cang raised his eyebrows and immediately complained, "Aying! Teng broke the chopsticks! You brought them out specifically for me to use, and he really doesn't take good care of them! Let's not let him sit at the table!"
The veins on Ting's forehead jumped, and he stared at Bai Cang's face that was adding fuel to the fire, wishing he could tear this vixen to pieces on the spot.
"Aying, Bai Cang is targeting me! I clearly didn't break the chopsticks!" As he spoke, he flipped his fingertips, revealing the intact chopsticks.
He glanced at Bai Cang provocatively: "It's just a broken stick, fox, are you blind? The chopsticks given to me by a female... Of course I will learn and use them well."
Bai Cang's beautiful fox eyes narrowed slightly, and his fox tail quietly emerged, swinging dangerously behind him.
Fu Ying had a headache and was afraid that he would not be able to finish the meal.
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