The pet chef of the boss of the beast world

Chapter 179 First Snow
"Patriarch, I'm really fine!" Lan patted the back of the patriarch's hand, and took the initiative to step forward in front of the whole clan, "It's been a long time."

Zhuyan and Xuan glared at him immediately, blocking his long-time view of peeking behind him, "Why?!"

Still not giving up?

If there is a real fight, both Zhuyan and Xuan can guarantee that it will definitely not be their side who suffers!
Behind him, Shi Jiujiu tugged at the corners of their clothes and shook his head suggestively.After Zhuyan and Xuan were calmed down, Shi Jiujiu pushed them away and walked out voluntarily.

Shi Jiujiu looked up at Lan, and responded calmly, "Well, I'm here, tell me."

The blue curved lips smiled, and didn't care about the two "fierce spirits" behind her, and didn't look at the orcs around her. There was only one in her eyes, and the ice blue water eyes clearly reflected her face, as if to impress her. In my heart, "For a long time, can I hug you?"

Shi Jiujiu opened his arms generously and nodded, "Yeah!"

Lan was as solemn as unwrapping a gift, slowly stepped forward, stretched out her arms, and wrapped her in front of her chest, hugging him tightly...

"Don't move!" Zhuyan suddenly reached out and pinched Xuan's arm.

"Huh?" Xuan was a little confused, don't move anything, he didn't move and didn't think about it~
Then, Xuan felt the claws on his arm getting stronger and stronger... Xuan turned his head, and saw Zhuyan staring at Shi Jiujiu and Lan's golden pupils as if burning with raging anger~
Zhuyan tilted his head, and gave him a warning look, "Ajiu is just comforting Lan, without any extra emotion, so don't step forward to disturb, it will appear that we don't trust Ajiu, are petty, very frustrated..."

Xuan: ...I will bear it!
Lan hugged her tightly for a long time, and a whispered voice came from above her head, "Where are you going?"

"Myriad Beast City, maybe I have to go to other places, the road ahead is always dangerous, so..."

"Bon voyage!" Lan's cheek rubbed against Shi Jiujiu's hair for the last time, and then kissed the blue-green hair with her lips.

After a long time of astonishment, Lan had already pushed her out of his embrace, and what he was holding on to was the most beautiful feather he had before.

No matter how many times I watch it, I am still amazed by its beautiful existence!

Lan smiled towards Shi Jiujiu, pulled the head of his clan and his clansmen, and offered to make way for their group.

After a long time, I belatedly grabbed that lock of hair, pure ink-colored black, without any more worries.

I can't help but bow my head and smile... In the vicissitudes of life, there is always truth, goodness and beauty in the world, which comforts and moves people.

Shi Jiujiu led a group of people away from Zhishan Mountain, turned his head for the last time, and waved his hands hard in Lan's direction...

"Snowing!"

"It's really snowing!"

"The first snow of the minor cold season!"

The pheasant orcs raised their hands to catch the tiny petals floating down from the sky, and happily shared them with those around them.

"Child, don't you regret it?" The patriarch of the Pheasant Clan looked up at the fluttering snowflakes, without the joy of the people around him, only a chill.

It happened to be this time, such a snowfall~
"No." Lan still smiled with curved lips, not knowing where the sadness was hidden.

"It's okay... After a while, the females in our tribe still have a lot of willingness..."

Lan shook his head, and his eyes finally fell from the mountain where no one was seen to the flying snow... In fact, he had already made up his mind.

"Master Patriarch, I still want to be a male for a long time!"

"You...why?" The patriarch was horrified and confused.

The blue eyes were full of brilliance, which was even more brilliant against the backdrop of the snowy sky.

"Because she said that I like her only because of her looks, and I want to prove to her that I really like...her person!"

　Thank you Sanchen for the reward of 392 book coins in the old summer, so ^3^

　　
　
(End of this chapter)