Quick Wear: The Cold God is infinitely fond of the host

Chapter 203: Transmigrated into the Cat Tribe Leader of the Beast World (22)

In the next ten days, Quan Si always received various kinds of flowers.

The peacock messengers usually come in the morning, but every time this happens, Quan Si is not in the tribe.

He got up early, and after dealing with the affairs of the tribe, he would go out hunting, and then go to the oasis to find Yu Du to get water.

Therefore, every time the messenger sent flowers, Mo Lan and Jin Chou were the only ones who accepted them on their behalf.

This day.

The black-haired rebellious young man took a bunch of white roses from the man in front of him as usual and couldn't help yawning. "The clan leader is out again, so I'll accept these flowers on his behalf."

The messenger curled the corners of his mouth, looking as if he wanted to say something but hesitated.

"If the messenger has anything to say, please feel free to tell me." Jin Chou shook his folding fan.

"I hope you two can convey my Lord Fu's intentions to you. He is truly pursuing Lord Quan and this is not a joke." The messenger bowed respectfully, his tone very respectful.

"Yeah." Mo Lan responded lightly.

Convey your shit.

There's no way he can convey it.

Who would express their feelings for a love rival? Unless you are stupid.

"I wonder what Lord Quan's impression of Lord Fu is now? Has his impression of him changed at all? I hope you can let me know." The messenger looked expectant.

Mo Lan curled his lips and smiled, "It's no use asking me, I'm not the clan leader."

Humph, trying to get some information out of him?

There are no doors!

“……”The messenger smiled awkwardly.

*

After a morning of hunting, Quan Si had just stepped into the room when Mo Lan rushed in.

The boy waved the flowers in front of Quan Si and said, "Look, that male peacock has sent you flowers again. He has been sending you flowers for ten consecutive days. Every day, the beads on his abacus are clacking loudly."

Quan Si glanced at him leisurely, "Why are you so excited?"

"I, I am just concerned about you, clan leader." Mo Lan touched the back of his head and glanced at him cautiously out of the corner of his eye.

Quan Si looked at the bunch of white roses and sighed softly.

"If the messenger comes again tomorrow, please decline his invitation on my behalf and tell him not to come again."

Mo Lan:?

He really wanted to ask: Chief, are you sure this is a euphemism?

"What do you think of the Peacock Man?" Mo Lan crossed his arms across his chest.

"He is not a bad person." Quan Si's evaluation was very objective.

"What about you and the leader of the Viper Clan?" he changed the subject.

When Qin Ji was mentioned, Quan Si was silent for a few seconds, apparently thinking about what to say most appropriately.

"He doesn't look as cold-blooded as he appears."

Quan Si’s final reply was this sentence.

"You don't know how to hide your gossipy heart." Quan Si took the pen and tapped his forehead. "Instead of being curious about my affairs, you should think more about your own life events."

"I don't think about those things." Mo Lan shook his head.

"You will always meet someone you like," Quan Si said in a light tone, his voice very soft, "The word fate is illusory, but it can surprisingly tie two unrelated people together."

Quan Si picked up the pen and ink, ready to write something on the paper.

He tilted his head and said, "By the way, how is Shen Sijin's mother doing recently? Have the men who were sent over to observe her returned?"

"I'm back. I was just about to report to you." Mo Lan lowered his eyes and found that he had written the word "Jie" on the paper.

In an instant, he felt his heart being pinched by an invisible big hand, causing waves of pain and feeling very uncomfortable.

Seeing him pause, Quan Si's writing also paused.

"You don't look well, are you feeling unwell?"

Mo Lan quickly lowered his eyelids to hide the emotions in his eyes.

"I am fine. Thanks to the butterfly grass you specially found, Shen Sijin's mother looks much better than before."

"Where is Shen Sijin?" Quan Si asked again.

"Why do you care about him so much?" Mo Lan still raised the question in his mind. He was very puzzled. "I remember that you have always been cold and aloof. You have always maintained a distant and indifferent attitude towards people and things, but you are different to him."

Quan Si put down his pen and ink and looked up at him.

"Do you believe in fate?"

This sentence, which was full of profound meaning, left Mo Lan confused.

He doesn't quite understand all this fancy stuff.

"Sometimes, a person's fate is not absolute." Quan Si continued, "Maybe what you see is not his final outcome. Many things can change."

He cared a little more about Shen Sijin's affairs. In fact, to put it bluntly, it was to complete the plane mission and obtain the life-saving value.

Quan Si has never been a purely good person.

Seeing Mo Lan's confused expression, he chuckled.

Sure enough, he is a child who never grows up.

"Okay, go out now. I'm busy." He waved his hand.

Mo Lan looked back every three steps, his brows furrowed.

He walked all the way to his residence and happened to meet Jin Chou who had just opened the door from next door.

"Jin Chou, do you believe in fate?"

"Are you crazy?" Jin Chou looked at someone with a mentally retarded expression.

*

Quan Si lowered his eyes and looked at the words he had written subconsciously, frowning slightly.

Why is that guy's name written?

While I was thinking, there was a knock on the door.

"Come in." He put away his pen, ink and paper and sat down.

The person who came was Shen Sijin.

He was wearing a light blue robe today, with a few strands of hair simply tied up with a black headband. His eyebrows and eyes were picturesque, with a smile on the corners of his lips.

Gentle and elegant, a modest gentleman.

"Mr. Shen, you're here." Quan Si motioned for him to sit down.

"I really don't know how to thank you," Shen Sijin said as he was about to kneel down, "Mom's health has obviously improved a lot in the past few days, and there is a smile on her face."

Quan Si grabbed his arm, used a little force, lifted him up without giving him any chance to refuse, and pressed him into the chair.

"I appreciate your thanks, but don't kneel to me." He looked helpless. "I'm just doing something within my ability. If you really want to thank me, be loyal to me."

He looked at Shen Sijin and curled his lips slightly, "Is this request not too much?"

After this incident, without him saying anything, Shen Sijin had completely submitted to him.

This time I came here to show my loyalty and do something for Quan Si.

"If I, Shen Sijin, do anything to betray you or harm you in the future, I will leave it to the clan leader to deal with me. It would be a pity even if I were cut into pieces." He lowered his eyes, and spoke every word clearly.

"I see that you look much better." Quan Si looked at him with a smile, his pair of golden eyes filled with smiles, which made people blush and their heart beat fast when he stared at them.

Shen Sijin looked at him for a few seconds, and suddenly he felt a hot flush on his face, which spread all the way to his neck.

"The medicine you sent me is very useful. I take it on time every day, and I am in much better shape now."

"Okay," Quan Si stretched out his fingertips and brushed his hair, "I want you to do something for me."