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

The air was filled with strange awkwardness for a moment.

"I am sorry for being rude. It is true that Master Qin is too beautiful. It is hard to imagine who can match him."

Xiao Muwei scratched his head embarrassedly, and his unruly handsome face was stained with an unknown crimson color.

It seems like he is shy.

“……”The corners of Quan Si’s mouth twitched slightly.

This General Xiao looks quite normal, could it be that he has a homosexual tendency?

After everyone left, the silent emperor finally spoke softly.

"Sir, do you have someone you like?" It was not a question, but a simple statement.

and...

What the hell is this weird aura coming towards me?

Qin Ji's expression was normal, with a faint smile on the corner of his lips, but the smile did not reach his eyes.

It's like a smile, but not a smile, which makes people's scalp tingle.

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After returning to Meixiang Tower, Quan Si glanced at the emperor who had followed him all the way.

"Your Majesty's actions have put me in a difficult position."

On the way back just now, passers-by's gazes almost penetrated the two of them.

Those people's eyes wish they could grow on them.

There was no way, it was because the man with him was of noble status and his face was too flamboyant and handsome.

Also, I don't know what the problem is.

He dismissed the group of loyal followers and guards, and insisted on being alone with him.

"If it embarrasses Master Qin, I will disguise myself when I see you next time."

Qin Ji restrained his murderous and cold edge in front of him, and seemed to be more humane.

"How to disguise?" Quan Si put the folding fan into the designated place and tilted his head to look at him.

"It's to hide this skin, commonly known as the art of disguise." The man said in a light tone.

Hearing about this disguise technique, Quan Si became interested.

His identity as the courtesan in this dimension was too ostentatious, and it was inconvenient for him to keep a low profile every time.

The last time I went to the gambling house, I wrapped myself so tightly in a black robe. Although it was very private, it was not breathable.

It's not very easy to move around.

Wouldn’t it be wonderful if we could master this superb art of disguise?

"Your Majesty, can you teach me something?" Quan Si came up to him in a few steps and his expression became serious.

The distance between the two gradually shortened.

Seeing that he had restrained his usual coldness and instead put on an attitude of being humble and eager to learn, the emperor couldn't help but want to tease him.

"If I teach you, how will you repay me?" The man narrowed his peach blossom eyes, his thoughts difficult to read.

This question stumped Quan Si.

I saw that his brows were slightly furrowed, as if he was in deep thought.

A gentle breeze quietly slipped in through the gauze window and brushed across the faces of the two people.

From Qin Ji's perspective, Quan Si's soft and fine silver hair was swaying in the wind.

Since the other person lowered his head slightly, he could clearly see the whorls in Quan Si's hair.

The young emperor stretched out his slender fingertips as if possessed by a ghost and touched it lightly.

His actions were not as cold and arrogant as his appearance, but rather cautious.

The latter was startled and looked at him.

Qin Ji paused slightly, but his fingertips unconsciously touched the silver hair of the person in front of him.

Strands of smooth hair passed through my fingertips little by little, soft and with a subtle fragrance blowing towards me.

Quan Si looked calm, but he secretly complained about the man in his heart.

Dog emperor, what should I do if he gets plucked bald?

[Host, you really don't understand what the boss is thinking? ] The little ghost sighed in disapproval.

In such an ambiguous atmosphere, listening to the host's inner voice, it can be said to be the king of atmosphere chilling.

He's like a piece of wood and just won't understand.

"Sorry," the emperor looked away, "I just think your hair is really smooth."

Like a waterfall, very dense.

very beautiful.

Such a perfect person, there seems to be no flaw at all.

"As for repaying you, I've thought about it." Quan Si subconsciously touched his hair.

"Your Majesty, next time you come to Meixiang Tower, in addition to playing the zither, I will definitely perform a dance for you."

Being able to personally see the top dancer dance is a blessing that outsiders may not be able to obtain even after eight hundred years.

Qin Ji did not answer after hearing this.

Looking at his expression, Quan Si guessed that he didn't like this reward very much.

"In your opinion, how should I repay you appropriately?"

The emperor's thoughts were hard to guess, so he might as well just ask directly.

"The dance is indeed beautiful, but there are too many difficult movements, which is not good for you, young master."

"After I teach you the art of disguise, if you really want to repay me, you can just play the qin for me more often."

Qin Ji lowered his eyebrows and stared at him.

The light from the sky shining in from behind cast afterimages on his body.

Standing against the light, he is tall, with a straight back, and his expression is unclear on his handsome face.

Quan Si was slightly stunned.

He didn't expect the other party to consider it so carefully.

The Rose Dance he performed in front of the public, although as beautiful as a fairy, also had its drawbacks.

After all, everything is a double-edged sword.

If you dance for a long time, it will cause irreversible damage to your bones.

It is fashionable when young and has no obvious impact, but when you are old, you will be full of injuries and diseases.

Most people here expect him to show his best side, and no one cares whether he is uncomfortable or not.

And even an emperor with a meticulous mind actually noticed this subtle point.

Quan Si had mixed feelings. Although he had only met the man a few times, his concern for him was extremely genuine.

"I understand." He restrained his emotions, his thin figure, and still had a calm look.

"This disguise technique involves putting a face made of fake human skin on your face, and then applying a little rouge and powder to make the skin blend in perfectly."

Qin Ji took the initiative to explain the method of disguise.

"How do I get the fake human skin?" Quan Si listened carefully.

"It requires a specified channel. It is relatively rare and expensive. Sometimes a small amount of fake human skin is released for sale on the black market."

Qin Ji paused for a moment when he said this, "But everyone's face shape is different, and it's really rare to have a pair of skin that fits perfectly."

"Money is not a problem," Quan Si blinked, "How do I enter the black market?"

Seeing that he was in high spirits, Qin Ji couldn't help but chuckle, and the frosty look on his face instantly melted away.

"Your Majesty looks very pretty when he smiles, why don't you smile more?"

He told the truth.

Although I don't want to admit it, the man in front of me has a very good appearance.

The facial features are three-dimensional and angular, and such a face is rare to find among thousands of people.

But he usually has a blank expression on his face and is serious, so when he suddenly smiles like this, he looks really different.

It's like the ice and snow melting and the spring breeze blowing.

It's very beautiful.

After hearing his words, the smile on the man's face immediately disappeared.

"..."

Quan Si’s inner thoughts: What a weirdo.

If you look closely, you can catch a glimpse of the faintly red tips of the man's ears beneath his bronze skin.

There were faint sparks in his eyes, and some kind of emotion was dancing in them.