Qin Shen, of course, would not tell Ou Zun that he had mistaken Wen Rou for the floral demon.
Otherwise, with Ou Zun's personality...
Forget it, he had been foolish to begin with, he could blame no one else.
Ou Zun tidied up, stood up, put on his uniform, and said to Qin Shen, "I'll go first. You owe me and little darling a meal as an apology over the next couple of days."
"Ou Zun."
Qin Shen stopped him as he was about to leave through the door.
Ou Zun turned around, raising an eyebrow, "Anything else?"
"Yes."
"Qin Shen, when did you start to fuss so much? Speak up if you have something on your mind!"
What could possibly trouble Qin Shen after he had already forgiven yesterday's incident? Such hesitance, just like a woman.
A suspicious blush flashed across Qin Shen's face, casting a rosy ambiance.
"Could you ease up on today's military training? Or, at least go easy on the girls."
Ou Zun was a bit taken aback, completely missing the point of Qin Shen's statement.
