After listening to almost everything, Mo Lin silently retracted his little head, and then continued to lie quietly in the bamboo bag in his original posture, as if nothing had happened.
On the way back, Bai Yi and Bai Cheng continued to insist on giving the fat rabbit and fat chicken to Chen Yao, and no matter how she refused, it was useless.
Seeing this, Bai Ye couldn't help but tease, "Brothers, could you please not act so serious? Don't act like you're delivering something as a gift. Who would dare to accept it?"
Bai Yi and Bai Cheng were suddenly embarrassed, and hurriedly stammered to change their wording, explaining to Shen Yao that they did not mean that, they simply wanted to give her the prey.
But obviously, it was of no use and made the atmosphere even more tense.
Bai Ye: ...
She couldn’t take care of them. She really couldn’t take care of her two brothers.
Seeing this, the other male beasts in the team laughed and said, "You two foxes, how long has your fur just grown out, and you're already so impatient? Huh? Are you so impatient for Chen Yao to choose you as her husband?"
Bai Yi and Bai Cheng scratched their heads almost simultaneously and smiled embarrassedly. Are their thoughts so obvious?
At this moment, Mo Lin, who was lying leisurely in the bamboo bag, suddenly raised his eyebrows.
The beastly husband of a female beast?
A fox who can't even say these two words well, does he want to be the husband of a nine-tailed fox female?
I don’t know how their fox tribe matches female and male beasts?
The female nine-tailed fox in front of him obviously didn't match the two silly males at all. This combination looked weird no matter how he looked at it.
One male beast couldn't help but speak up to defend Bai Yi and Bai Cheng, saying, "Don't blame Bai Yi and Bai Cheng. They're just going through the motions of courting a mate. After all, in our fox tribe, which male beast of marriageable age wouldn't want to be Chen Yao's husband? They're just two of the many."
As soon as he finished speaking, Mo Lin in the bamboo bag began to play with the purple Ming flower that Chen Yao had given him just now because she was afraid that he would be too bored. The expression on his face seemed indifferent, but in fact it was not, and it was hard to tell clearly.
Chen Yao spoke at the right time to ease the atmosphere: "I'm not ready to choose a beast husband yet, so I can only wait for a while before deciding."
Bai Yi said silently: "It's okay, I'll wait for you."
Bai Cheng: "I'll wait for you too."
Chen Yao said awkwardly: "Then... let's talk about it later."
At this moment, Mo Lin in the bamboo bag crushed the purple petals in his hand with a "sizzle", then threw the petal fragments aside with an expressionless face, and took a last look at them.
Tsk, it was just a mistake, I used a little force and that happened.
This petal is indeed very fragile.
…
After returning to the tribe, the orcs went directly to the old chief's house in a mighty procession.
In their tribe, whenever there is a large-scale hunting activity, basically after returning from the hunt, everyone will tacitly go to the old chief's house together, and then give most of the prey they brought back to the old chief, asking him to divide it equally and also give him a share of it as a gift.
However, today, in addition to dividing most of the prey equally, they also have one thing to ask the old patriarch, which is the issue of accepting and settling the little dragon baby Mo Lin.
In front of the old patriarch, Chen Yao took out Mo Lin from the bamboo bag and said, "Old patriarch, this is the little dragon baby we picked up in Moonlight Valley.
He looked like he had lost contact with his father and mother, and he had a small wound on his tail, so I brought him back, hoping to see if I could send him home after he heals.”
The old patriarch had seen dragons when he was young, but they were all giant dragons, so he was quite surprised to see such a small dragon like Mo Lin.
"This...how come he suddenly lost contact with his father and mother?" asked the old patriarch.
Mo Lin didn't wait for Chen Yao to speak, and told the old clan leader the truth directly: "Clan leader of the Fox Clan, I'm sorry to bother you. I haven't lost contact with my parents, but my home is a little far away. I'm sorry to bother you for a while. I will leave on my own after my wounds are healed."
The old patriarch waved his hand generously and said, "No, not at all. We can't wait to welcome you. I know that your dragon clan is the most benevolent and generous. Moreover, if it weren't for the special circumstances, you would never be like this now."
Mo Lin said politely: "In addition, there is one more thing I need to explain to everyone, I am not a little dragon in my cub period, I am actually a big dragon in my adult period.
However, due to some special circumstances, I am temporarily unable to restore my dragon form or human form."
Upon hearing this, all the orcs present fell silent.
Such a cute baby dragon in front of me is now saying seriously that it is actually a big dragon?
Among the beasts, a male beast could not help but burst out laughing first, and then more and more laughter could be heard.
Even Chen Yao and the old patriarch laughed.
The old patriarch looked at Mo Lin with a kind gaze and said, "It's okay. The orcs in our fox tribe won't treat you differently just because you're a cub. On the contrary, precisely because you're still young, we'll be more attentive. After all, cubs naturally need protection."
Mo Lin's eyelids twitched inexplicably, and he said quickly: "No... You misunderstood, I really am not a cub..."
The old patriarch laughed out loud and said, "Hahaha, interesting, really interesting."
Mo Lin was suddenly speechless.
Immediately afterwards, they began a series of discussions about where to place Mo Lin.
Chen Yao took the initiative and said, "Just keep him at my house. I can take good care of him."
Bai Ye followed up by saying, "How about we give it a try? We have plenty of hands on board, so we can definitely raise him to be plump and white."
A male beast named Xu An said, "Why don't you let me take it home and raise it? My son and daughter both love dragons and have long wanted to see a real one."
…
Gradually...
More and more orcs joined the discussion, and the voices became louder and louder.
The old patriarch stopped the chaos, pointed at Mo Lin, and said, "There's no need to argue. Let the little dragon cub choose for himself. He can go home with whoever he wants."
Hearing this, Chen Yao's eyes suddenly flashed, she pursed her lips slightly, and winked at Mo Lin several times, suggesting: Choose me, choose me, come home with me.
Mo Lin met her gaze, then looked away and looked at the old patriarch.
Chen Yao's heart lifted...
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