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Chapter 86 The Show-Off Vixen

After saying that, Teng turned and left, his back silhouetted against the rain.

Qinglin couldn't help but take two steps after him, her voice trembling slightly, her tone extremely strained: "Brother Teng... are you still blaming me?"

Teng raised an eyebrow and shook her head: "Although Mother said that I should form a bond with you, I never agreed. Therefore, I can understand your actions after my star pattern was shattered."

"There's nothing strange about us, Qinglin, you don't need to take it to heart."

“I have to go back; my female is waiting for me.”

Qinglin stood there, stunned, watching Teng's departing figure.

His steps were lighter than usual, even carrying a touch of youthful energy, a look she had never seen before.

A female? It turns out that after leaving Fuying, he found another female.

Qinglin looked down at the crescent-shaped marks on her palm, her smile bitter.

At this moment, an elderly female stepped forward, stood beside Qinglin, and watched Teng's departing figure. Her withered hand pressed heavily on Qinglin's shoulder, her nails almost digging into her flesh.

"Qinglin, now that Teng is healed, you must seize the opportunity!"

"He is a warrior with a six-star patterned lightning-type beast crystal. He is very powerful. With his protection, our Xishan tribe can leave that hellish place, find a more suitable territory to live in, and rebuild our tribe!"

“Mo Yan is already the leader; he won’t allow us to join the Cangshan tribe again and again!”

Qinglin was pinched so hard it hurt, and her face turned pale.

She whispered, "Teng A-ge already has a female; he has never liked me."

The old woman was furious and pinched her hard twice: "Idiot! We're not even bound by a contract, so why can't you be with anyone?"

"His beast mother is your aunt. Just in terms of that relationship, no other female can compare!"

"Teng is a man of deep affection. As long as you can conceive his cub, his heart will be devoted to you!"

"Qinglin, you are a member of our Xishan tribe, so you must consider our tribe in everything you do!"

Qinglin bit her lip tightly, not daring to utter a word in rebuttal.

She had lost her beast crystal and her star pattern because of Teng Age, and was forced into a contract with another female. She was indifferent to his suffering and even worried that he would run to Xishan Tribe and ask her to accept him.

The tribe didn't take him back to the Xishan tribe when he was in the most difficult time, so how can they have the nerve to say such things now?
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Teng hurried back to his residence.

Before he even went inside, he could smell a wonderful aroma.

Teng paused, puzzled, when suddenly everything went dark and a piece of animal hide of indistinguishable material was draped over his head, cutting off the water droplets from his hair.

Immediately afterwards, a pair of slender, soft hands slipped through the animal hide and gently wiped his soaked hair.

The moment the animal skin was lifted, Teng saw Fuying looking at him with a furrowed brow.

Her narrow eyes held a hint of anger, her red lips were slightly pursed, and her fingertips still retained a trace of moisture.

"Are those umbrellas at the door just for show?" she said, a little annoyed, but her fingertips still gently brushed away the water droplets from his hair. "Aren't you afraid of getting sick if you go out like this?"

Teng chuckled softly, his dark green eyes filled with pleasure, and bent down to kiss her red lips.

Fu Ying squinted, looking thoughtfully at Teng: "So happy? This Xishan tribe is full of your old acquaintances. Could it be that you saw a female you used to like?"

This statement is not unfounded. After all, Teng did not like Fuying before. Even if they were forced into a contract, he might still prefer other females, just like Qinglan, who also had a childhood sweetheart.
She didn't care about any of that, but since she wasn't pregnant yet, the mission couldn't be interrupted. Hearing this, Teng raised an eyebrow, a smile playing on his handsome, angular face. He reached out and pulled Fuying into his arms, saying matter-of-factly, "Don't wrong me, the female I like is right here!"

As he spoke, his damp hair brushed against Fuying's cheek, mingling with his scent, as if carrying a cloying poison, even his sophistry was tainted with a damp allure.

Just then, Bai Cang suddenly stepped in and pulled Fu Ying out of Teng's arms.

He gave Teng a cold, menacing glance, his gaze carrying a strong warning.

However, when she looked down at Fuying, her voice softened instantly: "The food is getting cold."

His fingertips brushed against the waist of Fuying, which Teng had embraced, seemingly unintentionally, as if trying to erase some trace.

This disdainful gesture caught Teng's eye, and his dark green pupils narrowed slightly as he let out a dangerous snort.

"Alright, come and eat." Fu Ying was pulled by Bai Cang to sit down at the stone table and beckoned to Teng.

Teng stepped forward, looked at the exquisite food on the table, paused slightly, and hesitated for once.

He had never seen anything like these before. They were crystal clear, like bowls made of bones filled with milky white broth, with distinct pieces of meat coated in honey and drizzled with broth, making them incredibly tempting.

The beastmen were used to eating rough prey, so this kind of refined food was very unfamiliar to him.

Bai Cang glanced at him sideways, slowly scooped up a spoonful of soup, and then brought it to Fu Ying's lips.

Only after Fuying took a sip of soup from his hand did Bai Cang withdraw his hand with satisfaction.

He then picked up his chopsticks, using the bamboo chopsticks to steadily pick up the amber-colored braised pork, his movements elegant and skillful.

Then, he narrowed his fox-like eyes and looked at Teng provocatively, the vermilion mole at the corner of his eye shimmering with a smile: "Do you know what this is?"

The piece of meat swayed halfway in front of Teng's eyes before finally landing between her crimson lips.

Bai Cang chewed slowly and deliberately, letting out a satisfied sigh as his Adam's apple bobbed: "Aying made this... braised pork by hand, hehe, it tastes really good, it's a pity... some people only know how to swallow raw meat whole."

Fu Ying's lips twitched. This show-off fox!
However, foxes are indeed very intelligent animals. She didn't teach Bai Cang how to hold chopsticks. Bai Cang just watched for a few moments and then held them very well. She even learned Bai Cang's habitual chopstick-twirling gesture perfectly.

Teng's face suddenly darkened. He picked up the chopsticks in front of him, but his movements were as stiff as a puppet. He couldn't pick up a piece of meat whole. A violent dark color surged in his dark green eyes.

Just then, Bai Cang played with his chopsticks, twirling them in a beautiful silver motion between his slender fingers. He then picked up a piece of meat and placed it in Fu Ying's bowl, a sly smile playing at the corners of his eyes: "Eat more, A Ying."

The finger joints tightened suddenly, making a teeth-grinding cracking sound.

That vixen is such a show-off! Can't he knock her teeth out?!

Suddenly, a crisp "snap" sounded.

Bai Cang raised an eyebrow and immediately complained, "Aying! Teng broke the chopsticks! You specially brought these out to use, he really doesn't cherish them! Let's not let him sit at the table!"

Teng's temple throbbed as he stared at Bai Cang's smug face, wishing he could tear this vixen apart on the spot.

"Aying, Bai Cang is targeting me! I clearly didn't break the chopsticks!" As she spoke, Teng flipped her fingertips, revealing the perfectly intact chopsticks.

He gave Bai Cang a defiant look: "It's just a broken stick, fox, are you blind? My female gave me these chopsticks... of course I'll learn how to use them properly."

Bai Cang narrowed his beautiful fox eyes slightly, and his fox tail quietly emerged, swaying dangerously behind him.

Fu Ying had a bit of a headache; she was afraid she wouldn't be able to enjoy this meal in peace.

(End of this chapter)