The Devil King of fast wear was a little sweet ( Machine Translation )

Raising his voice, Lance smiled. "Searle, if you don't go to the kitchen and drink the vegetable soup, I won't be able to take it anymore!"

His voice interjected, and Searle's pitiful expression could not be maintained.

Looking at Lance's bright smile, Searle really wanted to smash it.

Lance definitely did it on purpose!

Clearly, as long as he continued to ask, his sister would give him a promise, and he would deliberately obstruct him.

"Still not going? I'm really going, okay?" Lance pretended to get up.

Searle suddenly stood up and clenched his fists.

"That's mine!"

The little leopard that had just grown up had a natural wildness and ruthlessness. The fangs on his lips were exposed, but he still held it in.

He turned around and strode to the kitchen, then brought back a big bowl of vegetable soup.

In front of Xia Ling and Lance.

Over this big bowl of vegetable soup, Searle's handsome face was frowning. He held the big bowl and gulped down the vegetable soup.

Searle hated the bitter taste of vegetable soup the most, but...

If it was a male beast, he could not give in in front of another orc!

His sister was his, everything here was his. Lance was an outsider. Only if he did not want it, would Lance have a share!

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Looking at the little leopard's overbearing possessiveness, Lance could not help but laugh.

However, when his gaze fell on Xia Ling beside him, his heart froze.

The female looked at Searle with a smile on her lips. It was definitely not the way an older sister looked at her younger brother.

However, Lance would not let go so easily.

"Searle, you're so overbearing. In the future, your sister and I will become partners. What are you going to do?"

"Lance!"

A roar came from his throat.

The killing intent on the young man's fair face was extremely strong. He showed his fangs and sharp nails. His green pupils contracted dangerously as he stared at the tall orc. He was truly angered by the provocation!

"We will not rest until we die!"

Lance smiled as he sat behind the table. However, the instinct of the beast was stimulated by the killing intent. His fangs and sharp nails were also faintly discernible.

If he could, he would really kill Searle!

As long as Searle died, then no matter how sad Duo Ruo was, she would eventually belong to him.

This was really a great temptation. Should he kill the little leopard before it grew up?

Lance narrowed his eyes and slowly stood up.

Searle stared at him coldly.

"Sister, wait outside for a while. When I kill this disgusting orc, I'll go find you! You stay here and don't get hurt by accident!"

Lance laughed. "That's right. Let me train with him. He hasn't even entered the mature stage yet, and he's already provoking an ***** orc! Duo Ruo, go out and let me teach this little leopard a good lesson on what rules are!"

Searle was not light or heavy, but Lance was handsome, and he had a habit of smiling more brightly, which made it more dangerous.

...

The atmosphere in the room was tense, and the swords were drawn. Xia Ling's expression gradually turned cold.

She sat behind the dining table, her eyes calm, and her tone cold

"I'm going out? Heh, I'm not going anywhere today. If either of you dare to make a move in front of me, you don't have to appear in front of me anymore!"

SEARLE: "..."

LANCE: "..."

The two orcs looked at Xia Ling at the same time.

Sitting there, Xia Ling's expression was indifferent, but Searle and Lance could see that she was angry.

"Duo Ruo?" Lance's throat was dry and he cleared his throat.

Xia Ling lowered her eyes and ignored him.

On this side, Searle saw that Xia Ling did not even pay attention to people, and the consequences were serious.

Kill him.

He pursed his lips and looked at Xia Ling, his green pupils twinkling again.