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

When Lance came to look for Xia Ling, before he entered the kitchen, he was choked by the smell of chili and coughed a few times.

He could also eat chili, but he could not eat anything too spicy either.

Lance rubbed his nose. "Duo Ruo, what are you doing? Why is it so spicy?"

Xia Ling: "The wild pheasant you sent yesterday, I fried it. I put it in a bamboo tube for you and Searle, and then I put rice in it. You can eat it at noon."

"Lunch? Great! They're going to envy me again!" Lance said.

He got used to the spicy food and walked into the kitchen.

Searle was helping Xia Ling light the fire. Lance glanced at him and walked to Xia Ling's side.

In the past, when he was so close to Xia Ling, Searle should have shouted and rushed over to separate him from the female.

But today, Searle was very calm.

His dark green eyes looked at him as if there was no reaction and continued to light the fire.

Lance could even feel some joy in his eyes?

Searle was happy to see him?

How could this matter be so magical!

Lance deliberately moved closer to Xia Ling.

This time, he finally realized something was wrong.

Originally, he could only smell the fragrance of soap horns and some flowers on Xia Ling's body.

But today...

There was a faint smell of Searle on her body!

Anger instantly rushed into Lance's mind.

They were both male beasts. Of course, he knew what was going on.

After he left yesterday, Searle and Duo Ruo had that kind of relationship?

Lance's golden-brown eyes were a little red. He clenched his fists, and his knuckles made cracking sounds.

"Lance?" Xia Ling turned around.

Lance suppressed his anger.

"It's okay..."

The beastman who used to be handsome and loved to laugh was now red in the eyes, and his face was gloomy as if a storm was coming.

Lance told her that it was okay just like that?

"Are you really okay?" Xia Ling asked again.

Lance snorted. "Yeah, what could be wrong with me?"

He turned around and strode out of the kitchen without looking back.

Xia Ling looked at Searle. "Searle?"

It seemed like neither of them had done anything. What was going on with Lance?

The youth looked at him with a smile in his jade-green eyes. "Sister! Yesterday, my scent was on you! You're already my female!"

"Oh," Xia Ling answered, then she understood.

The orc's sense of smell was so keen, and she had Searle's scent on her. Of course, Lance thought that the two of them had already had sex!

She figured out what was going on and still put two bamboo tubes in each of the cooked dishes and rice.

She handed one to Searle and the other to Lance.

Searle mumbled, "Why should I? Sis, look at his cold face just now. If I give this to him again, he definitely won't want it. He might even embarrass me!"

Xia Ling: "Have you forgotten who saved you during those dangerous times?"

Searle: "Okay..."

He was reluctant, but he still took the bamboo tube.

"Sister, if he doesn't want it, it's not my fault!"

Xia Ling: "Yes. If he doesn't want it, then forget it."

If Lance would just let her go, They might even be friends.

* Oh, yeah

When the sun came up, the chief took the orcs to the mountains to hunt.

Lance's face was dark the whole time.

Searle, who had always been the most difficult to deal with Lance, was now walking among the orcs. Unlike before, Searle was not like a firecracker who would explode at the slightest touch.