Qiao Xixi looked at Sunxiao, stunned.
"She's here for you?"
A flash of impatience crossed Sunxiao's scarlet, serpentine eyes, but he reined in his ferocity when he looked at Qiao Xixi.
"Don't worry about it. You go back and sleep with the cubs. I'll take care of her and be right back."
But the person outside was clearly short-tempered. When she got no response, she slammed the courtyard gate open with a BANG and rushed in.
Sunxiao's eyes darkened, and he glared icily at the beastman who had barged in.
Qiao Xixi also frowned, staring at the uninvited guest.
She wore a snow-white beast-pelt skirt, her figure slender and graceful. Her skin was fairer than snow, and her multicolored hair billowed in the night wind. Most striking were her narrow, fox-like eyes, which, even filled with anger, exuded a captivating charm.
People always said fox spirits were seductive. Qiao Xixi had never understood why, but now she did.
This fox female was truly beautiful.
