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

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The bamboo bench fell to the side, and the bowls and chopsticks on the table were all messed up.

"Sister, I'll help you!"

Searle, who had tasted the sweetness, was extremely positive.

In a short while, he finished all the work at home, and helped Xia Ling boil water so that Xia Ling could take a bath later.

Glancing at the particularly attentive leopard, Xia Ling curled her lips, knowing that Searle had no good intentions.

However, to be able to enjoy Searle's service, why wouldn't she do it?

She placed the pheasant that Lance had sent over in the kitchen. She was prepared to make them fried chicken nuggets the next day and spread out a few cakes for them to eat during hunting and lunch.

Although Searle had always been hostile towards Lance, when it came to the matter at hand, Lance had always been very good to them.

No matter how one looked at it, Lance was a very good orc. The entire tribe wanted to set up Xia Ling and Lance, but only Xia Ling herself was unwilling.

It was because everyone was saying that Lance liked her.

So when Searle had just entered his youth, the first thing he did was to run to the entrance of Lance's cave and compete with Lance!

How could a young orc be a match for an ***** orc? Moreover, Lance was the strongest orc in their tribe?

Searle lost miserably.

Searle had a very stubborn temper. He was stubborn and arrogant. If there were no orcs to suppress him, he would probably do as he pleased. Xia Ling would have to spend a lot of effort.

With Lance around, Searle would not deviate from his target!

Xia Ling could not repay Lance's friendship, but she tried her best to be good to him as a friend.

Lance would definitely be part of everything that was prepared for Searle as long as Lance needed it.

That was why Searle knew that Llance had been helping them, and he was still very hostile towards Lance.

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Xia Ling had been supporting Searle all this time, and now she finally felt that Searle had not called her "Ah Ma" for nothing.

For so long, she had been acting as Searle's sister in name, but in fact, she was worrying about Ah Ma.

Now, Searle had grown up again, and his biological matters had reached the point where she should be worrying about them.

Why, she had traveled through so many worlds, and she was the one taking care of the Devil King?

Couldn't she come to a world and let the Devil King raise her like this?

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Separated by a central room, neither Xia Ling nor Searle slept well.

The next day, Xia Ling got up before dawn.

She prepared breakfast and lunch for Searle and Lance.

She called Searle to take care of the pheasant.

On the pheasant's tail, the beautiful feathers were collected and left for Xia Ling to cook.

On the other side, Searle cut off the pheasant's beak, boiled water, shed its feathers, and gutted it.

Xia Ling did not need to ask Searle about the whole process. Searle had already taken care of the pheasant.

In the end, the whole pheasant was neatly cut into pieces before it was handed to Xia Ling.

There was no soy sauce or vinegar in this world.

But Xia Ling also found something to replace it in the orc world.

Lance and Searle, under her influence, were not happy with anything spicy. When Xia Ling was cooking, she put in more chili.