Are the insects who raise little trash in their home male insects?

"what are you doing!"

Xiaojing braked suddenly in front of Qiao, put the ball in Qiao's hand, exhaled hot air from his mouth, and said excitedly: "Come again, come again."

"..."

"Don't you want to play anymore?" Xiaojing's tail drooped in disappointment.

"...Play" Chio threw the ball again, this time with more force.

Xiaojing got on all fours and chased after him.

Qio threw it out and Xiaojing chased it back.

After several times, Xiaojing didn't feel tired, but Qio was tired. Elves have been learning magic and meditation since childhood. Their food is basically from trees, and they don't need to hunt animals, so they are pitifully weak in terms of physical strength.

"Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?" Xiao Jing's elastic ears twitched. She remembered that Mil was also very weak and would get tired after walking a few steps. She had no choice but to carry Mil in her arms.

When the little Chong cub saw this, she also wanted to carry them on her back, and she often carried the two cubs on her back.

Qio felt his hands were a little tired and was wondering whether to give up the plan.

After hearing Xiaojing's words, the word "tired" seemed to weigh a thousand pounds and I couldn't say it out loud.

"Not tired, how can I be tired from doing such a small activity?"

"Great!" Xiaojing's tail swung like a propeller.

Qiao wanted to take the opportunity to make Xiaojing tired and sweat, so that he would smell like a beast and make Mil dislike him. In the end, he was in a difficult situation and had to continue playing with Xiaojing.

Xiaojing had so much fun that Qiao's arms were shaking and he had difficulty lifting them.

Xiaojing opened his mouth wide: "You are such a good elf."

As soon as he finished speaking, Qio stood there motionless as if he was struck by lightning. Mil ran over and held his hand, but he didn't react.

Mir shook his hand: "Brother, can you give me the ball?"

Chio instinctively gave him the ball.

Mir happily ran to Xiaojing with the ball and the little bug, not minding that Xiaojing was covered in sweat.

Qio was still in the state of being struck by lightning, and he murmured in disbelief: "An orc actually said good things about me? No, she must have discovered my plan and did it on purpose."

Qi Shan looked away. No, he felt that Xiao Jing was just having fun and said it casually without thinking too much about it.

After all, Xiaojing was raised by a female insect. He might have heard about the feud between the elves and orcs, but he had no real experience at all.

There won't be any psychological burden like Qio.

"No, we can't be fooled by the cunning orcs!" Qio said, "This plan has been discovered, but it doesn't matter, I have other plans."

Okay, let him be.

Qi Shan could see that this elf prince would not listen to other opinions as long as he made up his mind.

"Plan two, orcs like bloody food," Qio grinned.

He took the initiative to find Bersha and said that in order to thank them for taking care of Mir, he would cook dinner.

"Can you?" Belsha asked worriedly, "We mostly eat meat, don't you elves only eat fruits?"

"Don't worry, we have special courses to learn about alien recipes. We elves have a dream to travel the universe with our cooking skills!"

Qio said confidently, Bersha didn't trust him, but he still went to hunt, letting him do it.

Qi Shan asked him quietly, "Is it really possible? The Zerg have a very strong taste. Can you do it?"

He didn't want to eat a bunch of weird food for dinner. The food on the barren planet was very precious. Even if it was cooked badly, he had to eat it anyway.

"Don't worry, the elves have an unparalleled sense of smell and control. We actually have a course on how to make food for alien races."

Qio suddenly lowered his voice, "It's hard to sell elves' things at a high price in the universe, so our people who are away from home work in restaurants, and they have received many good reviews."

(Although it is magical, what he said is true) The system said, (In the restaurant under Otto's name, there are several elves. They are good-looking and their cooking skills are not bad)

(Sounds so magical) The elves don’t look like they have great craftsmanship. Instead, they look like vases treasured in the palace – pretty but useless.

Dinner was mainly barbecue, supplemented by stewed meat. The aroma was so fragrant that Xiaojing and Xiaochongzi drooled.

Bersha smelled it and swallowed, and said in surprise: "I didn't expect you to be so good at it." He was ready to eat a messy meal in the evening.

Qio proudly placed the food on the table, and specially placed the medium-rare, tender roast steak in front of Xiaojing.

He smiled hypocritically and said, "I heard that orcs like grilled steaks with blood and meat the most, so I specially grilled them to medium rare."

The kind that makes your mouth full of juice when you take a bite.

Then, Qio conjured up a bunch of fruits: "These are the elves' favorite fruits. I have kept them since you disappeared and put them in the storage space. They are still fresh."

Qi Shan couldn't help but take a closer look. Is there really such a thing as storage space? Even the Zerg, with their advanced technology, can't make it. The elves are amazing.

Upon hearing this, Mir lowered his head and ate the fruit.

Xiaojing didn't realize Qio's malicious intentions at all. She really thought that the other party was considering her. She took a bite and said with emotion: "Wow, thank you."

Blood flowed from the corner of her mouth, staining the white hair on her chest.

Qio raised the corners of his mouth. This was exactly the effect he wanted, rough, brutal, eating as if he was tearing someone alive.

It makes people feel disgusted at first sight.

Qio urged in his heart, hurry up, Mil, look up and see the nasty orcs eating in a savage way.

Xiao Jing finished eating a bone in two mouthfuls and shed tears of gratitude: "It's delicious. Thank you. This is the first time I've eaten something that orcs love since I was born."

Theo paused.

Mir raised his head as he wished, and seeing Xiaojing's rude way of eating, he took out a tissue to wipe her food: "Slow down, there is still a lot, chew it up and don't choke."

"Woo woo woo" Xiao Jing nodded randomly, his tail wagging, "It's so delicious. This is the most delicious meat I have ever eaten in my life."

"No, I will learn to cook. I am also an elf. I will cook for you in the future." Mir looked at his brother expectantly, "Brother, can you teach me how to cook?"

Qio's smile was a little awkward: "Of course my dear brother."

However, Mir responded to his brother with a sweet smile: "Thank you, brother."

Xiao Jing also put down his beloved bone and rubbed Mir with emotion, "Thank you, Mir, it's great to have you, I want to cry so much--"

As soon as she finished speaking, tears started falling, and Mir wiped her tears with heartache.

Qio had a bad feeling.

Qi Shan was eating his grilled ribs, knowing that Qio's idea had failed again. Instead of hating Xiao Jing's rudeness, Mir felt sorry for his past.

Even at a young age, they still have to learn to cook for each other.

The little bug cub was eating hard.

How wonderful! Bersha looked at the heartwarming scene and felt warm in his heart.

The only one who felt bad was Qio. His heart was bleeding. He had put in so much effort, but only received admiring looks from everyone. Instead of achieving his goal, it had the opposite effect.

"You are a great boy. I misunderstood you." Bersha patted Qio's shoulder and thanked him.

Qio almost vomited what he had, and said with an ugly smile: "Haha, you're welcome."

Their joys and sorrows are not shared.