Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

These little people are about the size of a palm, their bodies are light green, their facial features are very similar to those of humans, and there are three pairs of transparent small wings growing on their backs.

Just like the legendary flower elves.

Sheng Hai: ...

He stared at the elves in front of him stiffly, and even stopped breathing.

There was nothing but chaos in his mind at the moment.

In addition to ghosts, are there flower fairies in this world?

Should I tell them that I can actually see them?

Just as he was thinking about it, an elf standing on his shoulder seemed to lose his footing and slipped and fell.

Although he knew that the other party had wings and could fly, Sheng Hai still stretched out his hands reflexively, supporting her weakly.

ah!

The elf suddenly screamed: Can he see us?

The four elves that flew out seemed to be in a panic, repeating in a thin voice:

Can he see us?

Can he see us?

He can see us!

...

The four elves seemed to be very scared, Qiqi flew up from him, plunged into the flower pot, and disappeared.

Sheng Hai: ...

If it weren't for the experience of encountering ghosts last night and this morning, he would definitely feel that the short moment just now was just an illusion caused by his tiredness.

He carefully paid attention to the potted flowers in front of him, and shouted in a low voice: Hey, did you run out just now? Are you flower elves? Don't be afraid of me...

This time there was no elf popping up, only the potted flowers in front of Sheng Hai shivered, as if they were terrified.

Sheng Hai reckoned that these little fellows probably had little courage.

He sat back down again.

From last night to now, he has encountered too many things, which are too beyond his cognition.

He has a ton of questions to ask.

He believes that Ah Zhao can answer for himself.

At this time, he finally understood what Azhao meant when he said you will come back to me.

She knew a long time ago, would she have today?

Why would she know?

Who is the owner of this seemingly ordinary flower shop?

All this was too puzzling for him.

There is a faint fragrance in the store.

It's not an artificial perfume, and it doesn't seem to belong to any kind of floral fragrance.

Sheng Hai supported his head and leaned on the chair, and slowly closed his eyes amidst the quiet and peaceful fragrance.

This time, there were no ghosts or scares in the dream, only the endless sea of ​​flowers and sunshine.

When he fell asleep, the potted flowers beside him suddenly trembled.

Between the branches and leaves, several small figures suddenly appeared:

He's asleep!

He's asleep!

The elves flew out happily and landed on his shoulders and the top of his head. One who was a bit more courageous even reached out and touched his cheek curiously.

Sheng Hai didn't know it.

All he knew was that there was a pleasant singing voice in his dream, like a singing from a distant heaven.

A smile unconsciously appeared on his lips, and his sleep became even more sweet.

When Ah Zhao arrived, he saw such a scene.

But at a glance, she knew what happened.

Looking at the little elves in front of her who looked like they had been caught, she stretched out her hand and nodded at them: Naughty.

Master Ah Zhao, Master A Zhao, I like this human being very much.

But I still like Lord Azhao the most.

I like Master Azhao the most.

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