"Really," Feng Xiaoxiao nodded firmly.

Han Yu picked up a piece and observed it with a hint of suspicion for a moment, "Xixi ate it too?"

"I ate it," Feng Xiaoxiao rolled her eyes, "As a family member, I should have more confidence in Yi Ming."

"Xiaoxiao... okay," Han Yu thought about the affection she had with Yi Ming since childhood and tried to take a bite.

"See, I told you it's okay."

"Indeed, although the taste is still not good, it is edible now. It's an improvement," Han Yu finally felt relieved. In fact, in the past three years, the three of them and Feng Xiaoxiao took turns teaching Yi Ming how to cook. Although they followed the same steps, the food he made always had a terrible taste and looked extremely ugly.

All three of them gave up. It didn't matter if there was someone in the family who couldn't cook. But Yi Ming was very hardworking and diligent. If he had been less diligent, he wouldn't have tried it so cautiously.

But this time the taste was actually normal, so I felt relieved and took a big bite.

Feng Xiaoxiao was pouring juice when she saw Han Yu's fair face gradually turning red.

“Hmm…mm…hmm…”

"Han Yu, what's wrong?" Feng Xiaoxiao asked quickly.

Tears welled up in the fox's eyes, his eyes turned red, and he sobbed, but didn't say a word.

“Um…ah…”

"Water...water..."

Feng Xiaoxiao quickly gave him the freshly squeezed juice and asked, "What's wrong?"

Han Yu drank it all in one gulp, his face still red and warm, sticking out his tongue, "Spicy...spicy...chili."

"Ah!" Feng Xiaoxiao picked up the half-remaining tortilla and sniffed it, "Yiming added chili peppers."

He quickly took out all the juice in the space and gave it to Han Yu, "Drink more, drink more, suppress it."

Han Yu drank it without caring about his image. He now wanted to drag Yi Ming out and beat him up. He actually put chili powder in the tortilla and didn't stir it, but just wrapped it into a big piece.

Feng Xiaoxiao also didn't expect that Han Yu was the one in their family who couldn't eat spicy food the most. Unexpectedly, Han Yu ate the hidden version this time. Looking at the three remaining tortillas, she wondered if there was anything wrapped inside.

I still can’t praise Yi Ming’s cooking skills!

Han Yu drank three bottles of drinks before he could suppress the burning sensation on the tip of his tongue. However, his throat felt as if it was burned. "Woo..."

"Are you feeling better? How about drinking some spiritual spring water?" Feng Xiaoxiao thought and was about to take it out.

Han Yu held the juice bottle and coughed a few times before her throat felt better. "Xiaoxiao, it's okay..."

"really?"

After the burning sensation in her mouth completely subsided, Han Yu asked aggrievedly, "Xiaoxiao, are you sure you've eaten everything?"

"Yes," Feng Xiaoxiao nodded. "The one I ate was a little sour, but the others were fine. Xixi and the others just said it wasn't tasty, but they didn't have any special reactions."

"Am I so unlucky?" Han Yu suspected that Yi Ming was deliberately targeting him.

Looking at the aggrieved big fox, Feng Xiaoxiao took the initiative to hug his neck and comforted him, "Maybe it tastes a bit weird, but compared to the dark cuisine before, this one is pretty good, so no one said anything because it's a little different."

"Hmm..." Han Yu leaned close to Feng Xiaoxiao's shoulder, "That's possible."

"Okay, okay, I won't eat anything made by Yi Ming in the future. Poor my big fox," Feng Xiaoxiao touched Han Yu's snow-white hair and comforted her softly.

"Hmm," Han Yu narrowed her eyes slightly, enjoying the atmosphere at this moment, and said softly, "Xiaoxiao, when will you give birth to a little fox for me?"

"Ah!" Feng Xiaoxiao pushed the person away from her shoulder, "Why did you think of this?"

"It's been three years, and I also want a fox cub," Han Yu gently squeezed Feng Xiaoxiao's hand.

After giving birth to Mo Che and Mo Huai, Feng Xiaoxiao said she wanted to cultivate and didn't plan to have a cub for the time being. Jun Wuhen and Mo Yu had no objections, and he and Yi Ming also agreed. So for the past three years, they'd forced themselves to hold back at every crucial moment. But now that Xiaoxiao had ascended to the eighth-rank female orc, he still wanted a cub, especially after all five of his cubs had shown different talents over the past few days. He was also looking forward to seeing what his own fox cub would look like.

"Well," Feng Xiaoxiao nodded without hesitation, "but it's not something you can get just by wanting it."

"Xiaoxiao, do you agree?" Han Yu was very surprised. He said this to Xiaoxiao with the attitude of giving it a try, but he didn't expect Xiaoxiao to agree directly.

"You were the ones who indulged me before, but now I've grown up, so of course I want to have a baby," Feng Xiaoxiao had always known this, but she'd been too eager to become stronger. She wasn't opposed to having a baby. Having lived with the four of them for so long, she knew they all cared for her, loved her, and respected her, whether it was love or family. She was willing to have children with them.

"That's great," Han Yu's whole fox body was excited. This was really a great thing. He would work hard from now on, no, he would work hard from now on.

Thinking of this, the kiss had already landed on Feng Xiaoxiao, "Xiaoxiao~"

"Um~" Feng Xiaoxiao pushed, "Don't do it here~"

"boom--"

A rumbling sound came from the trapped ancient bell, interrupting Han Yu's move forward.

The big fox's eyes were filled with lust, "Xiaoxiao~"

"Wait until night," Feng Xiaoxiao's face flushed, "there is a sound from the clock."

"Well, look," Han Yu picked up the person.

"Has it been refined?" Feng Xiaoxiao could no longer feel the energy fluctuations in the bell. She took out the spiritual spring from the space, extinguished the heavenly fire, and took back the Gugu Bell.

When the smoke cleared, there was no trace of the giant beast, not even ashes.

"Xixi's Sky Fire is really powerful," Han Yu watched and couldn't help but envy Jun Wuhen for having such a powerful snake cub.

"Yes, what is that?" Feng Xiaoxiao looked at an arrow left on the ground and reached out to pick it up.

Feng Xiaoxiao shuddered as a biting chill came over her. "One arrow, so cold."

Han Yu also knew that there were low-level orcs in the tribe who would use bows and arrows when hunting, but most orcs were subdued by supernatural powers.

"Cold?" Han Yu took it in confusion, and a chill came over him. It was different from his ice-based ability, and this feeling was very unpleasant.

"This is from the beast. It looks like he was injured by this thing," Feng Xiaoxiao thought. Could it be that there is a beast catching these high-level beasts?

"Put it in the space. It's uncomfortable to hold this thing." Han Yu didn't understand what this was.

Feng Xiaoxiao threw the arrow into the space and heard the electronic sound of the system.

"Host, there is a twelfth-level orc nearby."

Looking around suspiciously, Han Yu asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"

"There seems to be the breath of orcs," Feng Xiaoxiao glanced around coldly, but found nothing.

Han Yu also released his pressure, but he didn't sense any orcs' aura. "I didn't feel it."

"I didn't notice it either. Maybe it's my illusion." Feng Xiaoxiao held Han Yu's hand, "Let's go back."

"it is good."

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