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

Luo Xi, who was buried in Fan Xiao's arms, raised her head when she heard the voice and met the person's gaze directly.

A look of surprise involuntarily flashed across her eyes.

What a beautiful person.

It is the kind of beauty that completely transcends gender.

But strangely enough, it is impossible to mistake his gender.

However, the next second, Rosie's vision was blocked by a pair of large hands. She could feel that the muscles of the man holding her suddenly became tense, and even his breathing became heavier.

"Why are you here? Haven't you already got the information you want?"

Ling Yuan narrowed his red eyes slightly, as if smiling, "Old friend, you've come all the way across half the galaxy. Why don't you invite me in for a chat?"

Fan Xiao knew that he couldn't get rid of the fox easily, so he put on a cold face, held the little female tightly in his arms, and walked across Lingyuan towards the villa.

Ling Yuan curled his lips, his face full of meaning.

The fleeting glimpse just now was enough for him to see the appearance of the little female clearly.

Is that the female that Fanxiao tried so hard to hide?

seem……

Still pleasing to the eye...

……

Although Rosie didn't walk much during this trip to the forest zoo, she was still very tired. After returning home, she slept until noon the next day.

When I went downstairs for lunch, actually for breakfast, I saw an elegant and noble figure in the restaurant and suddenly remembered.

It seemed like a very beautiful person came to our house last night.

It seems that he doesn't have a very good relationship with Fanxiao.

When Luo Xi was looking at Ling Yuan, the person who had been indifferent suddenly raised his eyes.

The fox eyes accurately caught Luo Xi's sight, and there seemed to be hooks in the red eyes, as deep as the abyss, tempting to sink.

Rosie quickly looked away like a child caught doing something wrong.

Ling Yuan's eyes swept across the red marks on the little female's slender neck, and a meaningful smile flashed in his eyes.

Fan Xiao glanced at the little female with her head down, then looked at Ling Yuan who was leaning lazily and casually on the bar, and his handsome face sank slightly.

"Why are you still here?"

Ling Yuan raised his eyebrows slightly and naturally took out a bottle of red wine from Fan Xiao's wine cabinet. "Fan Xiao, is this how you, the Tianlang clan, treat your guests?"

Fan Xiao's pupils shrank slightly. That was the rare Bordeaux wine he bought at the Xingyu Royal Auction House. It was a bottle-less delicacy, and he himself couldn't bear to drink it!

Ling Yuan picked up the wine glass in his hand, took a sip, and then revealed a look of disgust: "Is this what you usually drink?"

"..."

"No wonder the little female is so thin because of you..."

Fan Xiao felt his fist harden. This fox really deserved a beating as always.

If he hadn't been frightened by the little female's sudden fainting, he wouldn't have called this fox all the way here to cause trouble for himself...

"Fan Xiao is very good to me," Luo Xi's voice was gentle but firm. She put her soft little hand around Fan Xiao's powerful arm, looked at Ling Yuan seriously and said, "No one has ever been so good to me like him. Please don't say that about him."

Fan Xiao's eyes softened as he looked at the little female's serious profile. The affection in his blue eyes seemed to be about to overflow. He turned around and hugged Luo Xi into his arms, and kissed her hard on the top of her head. His action was three points more deliberate than usual.

The words "declare sovereignty" are almost written directly on his face.

Luo Xi was shy. Although she was very close to Fan Xiao, she still blushed in embarrassment when there were outsiders around.

Ling Yuan narrowed his red eyes slightly, and looked at Luo Qian with a meaningful look.

Just when Fan Xiao was thinking about his chances of throwing the fox away, Ling Yuan suddenly walked towards Luo Xi.

A smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. He extended his hand gracefully, performed an ancient etiquette, and raised his eyes slightly to meet Rosie's somewhat bewildered expression.

"Beautiful little female," Ling Yuan's voice sounded like a stream of clear spring water passing by my ears in the scorching afternoon heat. "Please forgive my intrusion and allow me to introduce myself to you."

"My name is Ling Yuan, a half-orc from the Nine-tailed Fox clan."