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

Fan Xiao froze. He turned around and saw Fan Zuo and Fan You standing not far away, looking at them curiously.

The tips of his ears were suspiciously stained crimson, and he hastily withdrew his arms from around Rosie's waist.

"Ahem," he cleared his throat, trying to hide his embarrassment, "we were, uh, discussing business."

Fan You tilted his little head, his clear eyes full of confusion, and his soft childish voice carried a hint of bewilderment.

"But why do we have to hug each other when discussing serious matters?"

Fan Xiao's handsome face froze and turned red in an instant, as if his thoughts had been exposed. He stammered for a moment and couldn't find a suitable explanation.

Looking at his embarrassed look, Luo Xi couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth slightly, and a smile appeared in her eyes.

She walked forward, gently touching the foreheads of the two little guys with her fingertips, her tone filled with a hint of doting helplessness.

"Adults have adult matters to discuss, so children shouldn't ask about them."

Fan Zuo immediately frowned, his delicate face full of dissatisfaction, and he muttered in rebuttal.

"We are not children!"

Fan You also puffed out his little chest, nodded vigorously, and echoed in a baby voice.

"Yes, yes, we have grown up!"

Rosie bent down, looked at the two little ones gently, and spoke in a slow, soothing tone.

"Okay, okay, in mom's eyes, you are of course the best big kids."

Rosie pulled Fan Zuo and Fan You, and the two little guys took cheerful steps, skipping and jumping through the sun-drenched garden.

Fan Xiao and Ling Yuan followed slowly behind, both of their eyes fixed on Luo Qian, one with tenderness and affection, the other with a faint smile.

In the restaurant, the cooking robot is serving exquisite breakfast to the table one by one.

Lingxing sat in a special baby chair, waving her chubby little hands, her big watery eyes staring curiously at the delicacies on the table, her saliva almost dripping.

Caesar was sitting in another baby chair, flapping his little wings and moaning "ah ah" non-stop, as if urging everyone to eat quickly.

The two little guys, Fan Zuo and Fan You, were particularly attentive today and rushed to feed Caesar.

One held a spoon and the other held a bowl, and they were fighting for it, neither of them giving in.

"Brother, eat this, it's delicious!" Fan You scooped a spoonful of fruit puree and was about to stuff it into Caesar's mouth.

"Nonsense, my brother wants to eat this!" Fan Zuo was not willing to be outdone. He held a bowl of milk and was about to put it to Caesar's mouth.

Frightened by their enthusiasm, Caesar shrank back, flapping his little wings faster and making "ah ah" sounds in his mouth as if in protest.

"Stop it, both of you!" Rosie said, trying to stop their "enthusiasm" with a look of confusion. "Caesar is still young and can't eat these."

She took a small bowl specially prepared for babies, scooped some delicate complementary food, blew it gently, and then brought it to Caesar's mouth.

The little black dragon opened its mouth and swallowed the complementary food in one gulp, then squinted its eyes in satisfaction. There were still some food residues at the corners of its mouth, which looked very cute.

Seeing this, Fan Zuo and Fan You pouted in disappointment, but still sat back in their seats obediently.

Marshal Kyle sat on one side of the dining table, still looking as if he didn't want anyone to approach him, but there was a hint of tenderness in his amber eyes. He would occasionally glance at Rosie, and there was a little more subtle warmth in his eyes.

As for the companions who didn't have cubs yet, Admiral Mike, Xuanqi Luye, and the twins Damon and Ivan, all looked at the scene with complicated expressions.

Some are envious, while others are grateful.

What he envied was naturally the regret that he and Rosie didn't have their own cubs yet, such as Admiral Mike. His blue eyes revealed an indescribable complexity. He was the last of the Yan Clan.

He hoped to have new members of the tribe, but he also felt that the Yan clan would not be able to continue without other holy females, so it would be better not to have such a clan.

Xuanqi didn't have any special expression, and it seemed that he could only see Luo Xi's presence in his eyes.

Those who are thankful, like Damon, feel that they already have little time to spend with their sister, and they don't want another cub to distract his sister.

He secretly glanced at Rosie and found that she was gently wiping Caesar's mouth, and he couldn't help feeling a little jealous.

The sunlight after breakfast shines through the tall trees at the edge of the training ground, casting mottled light and shadows on the ground.

Kyle sat leisurely on the stone bench with his long legs crossed.

His fingertips played with a lavender star orchid in a lazy manner.

Opposite him stood a row of "sparring partners" with different expressions.

Fan Xiao, who was in the lead, looked as ugly as if he had swallowed a fly.

"Come with me." Kyle raised his chin and motioned Fanxiao to come forward.

Fan Xiao's Adam's apple rolled, and he moved over with his head held high.

"What? You don't want to?" Kyle raised his eyebrows and said in a playful tone.

"No, no, how could that be?" Fan Xiao forced a smile that was uglier than crying.

Are you kidding? Does he dare to say no?

This uncle is a tough guy who can dismantle a starship with his bare hands.

Ling Yuan pushed up his gold-rimmed glasses and said gently, "Marshal Kyle, can we watch?"

"Watching?" Kyle glanced at him, a smile on his face.

"Okay." He said calmly, "Since you all want to play, then come on together."

"Let's go together?" Xuanqi was stunned and subconsciously looked at Kyle.

A fire of eagerness to try burned in Lu Ye's eyes.

Damon is ready to try, and Ivan is eager to give it a try.

Kyle ignored their reactions and announced the training rules.

"I suppressed my strength to level eight."

"You guys, go together."

"Whoever can take the flower from my hand, or make the petals fall, wins."

He played with the star orchid with such grace that it was as if he were appreciating a piece of art.

But what he said made everyone present tense up instantly.

Fan Xiao took a deep breath and took the lead in attacking.

The wind-based supernatural power exploded instantly, transforming into countless sharp wind blades.

Like a rainstorm, it hit Kyle.

Others followed closely behind, each displaying their own unique abilities.

Ling Yuan's mental power, like an invisible tentacle, tried to interfere with Kyle's actions.

Xuanqi flashed and disappeared from the spot.

The next second, he appeared behind Kyle and punched him hard.

Lu Ye's fist was wrapped in a layer of blazing flames, and with a whistling sound, it smashed into Kyle's back.

Damon's lightning and Ivan's water flow also attacked Kyle at the same time.

For a moment, the energy fluctuations on the training ground were raging and colorful.

Kyle dodged all attacks with ease as if he was strolling in the garden.

His figure was so fast that afterimages appeared, and no one could even touch the corner of his clothes.

"too slow."

"There are too many flaws."

“The power is dispersed.”

"..."

He even had the energy to comment on everyone's shortcomings and point out their weaknesses.

He looked so relaxed that it made people wonder if he was just teasing a child.

When Rosie came to the edge of the training ground with Caesar in her arms, she saw such a "tragic" scene.

She watched everyone being "crushed" by Kyle, and an indescribable feeling welled up in her heart.

I felt sorry for their plight, but was also shocked by Kyle's strength.

"I want to become stronger too." Luo Xi murmured to herself, her voice was very soft, but with unquestionable determination.

Kyle's figure appeared in front of her like a ghost.

He gently inserted the star orchid into her hair.

"You don't have to become stronger."

His low voice rang in her ears.

"I will protect you."

Rosie's heart skipped a beat, as if it had been hit by something.

She raised her head and met Kyle's deep amber eyes.

There, there was no longer the indifference of the past, only...

Rosie felt her cheeks begin to heat up.

She looked away in panic, not daring to look at him again.

This male chauvinist scumbag!

Start teasing her again!