Transmigrating into the only holy female in the interstellar world, the orcs who have no descendants

Luo Xi's eyes were gentle as she looked at the tall man who was so shocked by the news that he didn't know how to react: "Our child, he is still waiting for us..."

A complex expression appeared on Kyle's face, his eyes filled with self-blame and guilt. His hands trembled slightly as he held Rosie's hand tightly. "I'm sorry, Sissi. I'm late."

Luo Xi raised her hand and gently touched his face, her fingertips gentle but firm: "It's not too late now."

Kyle's gaze softened a bit, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes: "That kid didn't make you suffer, did he?"

Rosie shook her head and sighed softly, her eyes filled with warmth and determination. She spoke slowly, her voice soft but full of undeniable determination: "Not long after you left, I found out I was pregnant." She paused, slightly avoiding Kyle's inquiring gaze, and said casually: "Of course, there are some things I'll tell you in detail later."

Kyle frowned slightly, as if he noticed the concealment in her words, but he didn't ask any more questions. He just held her hand tightly, giving her silent support and comfort.

Luo Xi felt his warmth, and a mixture of sadness and emotion filled her heart. She looked up, her eyes gleaming with anxiety. "Let's go save Bao Bao and Fan Xiao and the others first."

"Yeah, hold me tight."

Rosie obeyed, wrapping her arms around Kyle's waist. Her fingertips touched his tense muscles, and she felt the strength he possessed. Her heartbeat quickened, and her cheeks grew slightly warm. Even then, she couldn't control the subtle throbbing in her heart.

"Is this okay?" she asked softly, her voice trembling.

Kyle lowered his head, looking at her softly, his lips curled up slightly, revealing a barely perceptible smile. He gently patted Rosie's back, as if to comfort and encourage her.

"Very good." He responded in a low and warm voice, with a hint of fondness in his eyes.

Even though she had children, she didn't spend as much time with Kyle as she did with the twins.

Reunion.

It feels natural...

Somewhat subtle.

Rosie's gaze drifted from Kyle's face to his chest and then to her own arms. The pale white of his arms contrasted sharply with his muscular frame, giving her an indescribable sense of security. Her grip tightened slightly, and she rested her head gently on his shoulder, closing her eyes and taking in the warmth and tranquility of the moment.

Rosie didn't notice the barely perceptible smile on the corner of the man's mouth holding her.

With his current strength, hurrying on his way would be a piece of cake. Why would he need her to put in any effort?

Kyle's smile deepened, but his voice remained serious, "Well, don't let go, we're leaving now..."

Rosie reflexively tightened her arms around him upon hearing his voice, her fingertips turning pale from the strain. She remembered how long Dillon had taken her to get here, and she mentally considered the return journey, figuring it might be a long one as well.

"Sissi, we're here." Kyle's voice sounded in her ears.

"...?"

It felt like she had just blinked, and she had already arrived...

Rosie felt as if she had instantly crossed from one world to another. She instinctively breathed a sigh of relief, but then noticed the heavy look on Kyle's face.

His brows were slightly furrowed, and his eyes were fixed on the space tunnel ahead, which seemed to be waiting to devour someone.

"What's wrong, Kyle?" Rosie asked nervously, her hand unconsciously clutching Kyle's sleeve.

Kyle didn't answer immediately, his gaze fixed on the exit of the space tunnel leading forward, a complicated expression on his face. "I can't get through," Kyle finally said. "This plane is locked..."