Two days and two nights later, we finally arrived at the Central Star.
It was even more prosperous than he had imagined. From above the starport, the entire green planet was full of life and vitality.
The port on Star A is relatively close to the ground, and the massive building complex beneath it is visibly magnificent.
Seeing the Hu'er's curiosity, Mo Ran smiled and patted his head, "How about I show you around Central Star sometime? I'll be your bodyguard. With me here, no one will bully you."
Through Mo Ran's tireless efforts, he successfully gained a little trust from the little fox.
The little fox had slender, beautiful eyes, an exquisitely sculpted face, and a slightly slender figure as it stood.
He turned his head to look into Mo Ran's eyes, which were unfathomable yet made it easy to sense his emotions.
"Will this be too much trouble for you? Is your mission to escort me ending at Central Star?"
Mo Ran's lips curled up as he turned on the optical modem, activating his super hovercar parked at the starport, which was four times faster than a regular hovercar.
A moment later, a sleek, finely textured charcoal-black hovercar appeared before them.
"If you're willing, I can protect you for the rest of my life."
Hu'er: "... Don't joke around."
He had barely finished speaking when Mo Ran lifted him into the car, placed him on the seat, and fastened his seatbelt.
After getting into the car, Mo Ran activated the autopilot function.
The Hu'er was a little worried and tugged at his sleeve, asking, "Where are you going?"
Mo Ran: "Go to my house and rest first. Don't you want to recover before seeing your son? You're exhausted from the journey, your complexion is pale, and you haven't eaten much on the starship. Do you want him to worry?"
The vehicle's AI assistant, Xiao Zhi, said, "The owner is right."
Hu'er: "... Your car even has AI, that's high-tech."
Mo Ran wasn't wearing a seatbelt, and his tall, broad shoulders looked like a resilient wall to Hu'er.
"If you're bored, you can chat with the AI. By the way, my house happens to be near my eldest son's house, not too far. I'll go there after I've rested up. My job is to protect you. Don't wander off after we land. There's a new personal terminal at home; I'll give it to you then."
Having been completely arranged for Baibai Yuze Hu'er, looked at the man's handsome profile, the black earring sparkling slightly.
When he came to his senses, the Hu'er had already touched his earlobe.
Mo Ran seemed surprised that the Hu'er would touch him on its own initiative. This was the first time in many days that the Hu'er had tried to get close to him!
His ears turned slightly red, and he turned around, smiling, "Idol, are you flirting with me?"
Hu'er slowly lowered her hand, turning her head to look out the window at the fleeting scenery. "No, you're just a little kitten, where would you get so many ideas?"
"A little kitten?" Mo Ran chuckled. Hu'er probably didn't know that their clan's original form had evolved to the size of a tiger. Apart from their seemingly docile and harmless appearance, their speed, strength, and intelligence were actually approaching those of a tiger.
Of course, shrinking down to be a kitten is also an option.
Mo Ran had barely finished speaking.
A fluffy, blue-gray cat with a black collar around its neck jumped into Hu'er's arms, spun around a few times, and found a comfortable spot to lie down.
Hu'er: "...!"
Damn it! This guy actually tried to seduce him by selling his body!
A soft, harmless, gray-blue ball of fur lay nestled on his lap.
This fluffy creature is practically screaming, "Touch me! Touch me!"
Hu'er felt every cell in his body screaming for him to give it a try!
He swallowed hard, and finally shamelessly placed his hand on the cat's body. Ah... that feels good, such a soft and fleshy cat.
Who would have thought that this guy would be such a muscular man after transforming into a human? He had already put all that aside and awkwardly started touching his head and then his back.
Finally, mimicking the method Mo Ran had used on him before, he lifted Mo Ran's chin.
"Hululuululu..."
The cat closed its eyes and made a comfortable sound from its throat, as if releasing something to soothe its heart; it was a very subtle feeling.
"My son was so tiny when he was born that my wife wouldn't let me touch him, afraid that I would use too much force and accidentally crush him."
Mo Ran chuckled softly, but his cat-like face with a blue beard revealed nothing.
"Do you like it? Want to consider living with me? I'll let you touch me every day. From what I've heard, you're planning to live alone, which isn't safe. Once the outside world finds out you're Quinn's father-in-law, your enemies will come knocking on your door very quickly."
Hu'er was stunned for a moment. He heard Mo Ran describe his son-in-law as a big shot—young, talented, and very powerful. Quinn's family was probably the most powerful in the entire galaxy...
So it's normal to have many enemies.
Hu'er hesitated. If they were just ordinary orcs, it would be fine, but once exposed, he didn't want to live a life on the run again.
"The key thing is, I have a practice room, a recording engineer, and lots of instruments you like... Sigh, I've been collecting them for so long, they're going to break if I don't use them soon."
Hu'er: "!!!"
His hand, which was petting the cat, paused. Yes, he had been tempted.
Mo Ran: "It's a piano made by the famous instrument maker Feierte. It's a real pity that no one uses it."
Hu'er: "When did you prepare this?"
"Forgot."
Those two short words contained a lifetime's worth of guilt. If he hadn't reverted to his original form, his ears would probably be burning red with embarrassment by now.
"My home security system is also very good, and... I'm single, I don't bring random people home, and I've never been in a relationship."
Hu'er thought that there was no need to go to such lengths for him; young people should still date.
Despite his words, Mo Ran couldn't let his Hu'er lead him to trouble others for the sake of convenience and safety.
" Xiao Ran,"
This was the first time Hu'er had gently called him by his nickname! It was like a warm breeze brushing against his heart, slightly itchy yet warm.
Mo Ran felt a tickle in her throat, "Hmm,"
Hu'er: "... Let's talk about this later. I'll stay at your place for the next couple of days, thank you for your help. As for my son, I need to take care of things first."
Hu'er fell into deep thought again. Mo Ran gently nuzzled his head against the masseur's hand, indicating that the masseur should continue.
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