Quick Travel: After defeating the villain, the host becomes more sophisticated

Lu Ximing glanced back subconsciously, and he happened to be looking at Pei Ji. He looked away in panic.

"I don't know." Lu Ximing lowered his head, feeling very confused.

Pei Ji didn't understand why Lu Ximing looked at him and then quickly looked away, but Lin Mu'an glanced at him and he didn't dare to step forward.

Lin Muan stared at Lu Ximing for a while. Lu Ximing was a little frightened by the too quiet atmosphere, especially in front of Lin Muan, which made him even more frightened.

"Senior brother?" Lu Ximing called cautiously.

"Look for yourself, whether you like a man or a woman, follow your heart, don't be bound by rules, don't hurt others, let alone yourself." Lin Muan reached out and patted his shoulder, "Go and do your work, I Ask Pei Ji to take you back."

"Senior brother, I..." Lu Ximing wanted to refuse.

"You have nothing to say, I will arrange it." Lin Muan smiled slightly.

Lu Ximing was sweating on his back and nodded blankly.

Lin Muan looked at Pei Ji and waved to Pei Ji.

"Your Highness." Pei Ji came to Lin Mu'an and saluted respectfully, and glanced at Lu Ximing secretly.

"Send him back." Lin Muan patted Pei Ji on the shoulder and said calmly.

"Yes." Pei Ji stood up and looked at Lu Ximing.

Lu Ximing subconsciously avoided it and walked out on his own. Pei Ji glanced at Lin Muan and followed Lu Ximing.

"You don't know how to hit people... No, that's not what you're asking, forget it." Lu Ximing's mind was in a mess, and he didn't understand what he was saying or what he wanted to say.

"I won't hit you." Pei Ji said seriously.

"Huh? Oh." Lu Ximing continued to walk forward with his head lowered.

Pei Ji was one step ahead of him and stood in front of him, and Lu Ximing bumped into his chest.

"What's wrong?" Lu Ximing covered his forehead and looked up at Pei Ji.

Fortunately, he didn't hit it forcefully, otherwise his head would definitely be swollen and there would be a slight pain even if he didn't hit it hard.

"If you go any further, you'll hit the rockery." Pei Ji hesitantly stretched out his hand. Seeing that Lu Ximing didn't hide, he pinched his wrist and pulled his hand down.

I took a look at his forehead. Apart from being a little red, it shouldn't be swollen.

"Be more careful next time." Pei Ji came closer and blew on Lu Ximing's forehead.

Lu Ximing was so frightened that he only stepped back and accidentally stepped on a raised pebble. Lu Ximing was heartbroken. Why didn't he see it when he came? He stepped on it when he was hiding. It was really not the right time.

Pei Ji stretched out his hand and put his arm around his waist. As for why it was an embrace rather than a hug, he felt that Lu Ximing didn't like to be in contact with him, so he used his arm.

"Just hold me back next time, no need to do this." Lu Ximing looked at Pei Ji uncomfortably.

Pei Ji nodded, supported Lu Ximing with his arms, and put his hands behind his back.

"Let's go."

Lu Ximing looked at Pei Ji's back. He really didn't understand why Pei Ji liked him, let alone why he hadn't liked Pei Ji before. Such a small contact this time made his heart flutter.

When did he start to look different in Pei Ji's eyes, or when did Pei Ji start to look different in his eyes?

It’s hard to tell where to start with all this.

He got to know Pei Ji when he first met Lin Mu'an. This contact lasted for ten years. In the first few years, everything was fine. Why did this happen in the following years?

"Pei Ji." Lu Ximing stood still and looked at his back.

Pei Ji turned around and looked at Lu Ximing in confusion.

"Do you like me?" Lu Ximing looked at Pei Ji seriously.

"Yeah." Although Pei Ji just answered in a low voice, you could really tell that he was nervous.

"How long have you been pleased with me? Or rather since when did you begin to be pleased with me?" Lu Ximing wanted to know eagerly, because he really didn't see that Pei Ji liked him before.

"Eight years." Pei Ji said lightly, keeping his eyes on Lu Ximing from beginning to end.

Lu Ximing was speechless for a moment. He was only ten years old eight years ago. This man is 12 years old. What does he like about him?Did anything special happen that year?

"It's okay, you don't have to think too much." Pei Ji reached out and patted Lu Ximing's head gently, "Don't be too burdened. It's my business to please you. Don't put any pressure on me. I'm good to you or right. You are special because I like you, don't think too much, just treat people well."

"But...don't you think it's unfair?" Lu Ximing looked at Pei Ji. He had never understood Pei Ji, and there was an indescribable feeling in his heart.

"There's nothing unfair about liking this. I love you and I'm not asking for any response from you. Just be yourself. There's no need to feel guilty or guilty." Pei Ji smiled.

He didn't talk much in the past, but he talked a lot today.

Lu Ximing stared at Pei Ji without saying a word.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Pei Ji turned around and stopped looking at Lu Ximing and walked forward.

Lu Ximing looked at Pei Ji's back and felt empty in his heart. He ran to catch up with Pei Ji and reached out to hold his arm.

"Let me think about it, can you afford to wait?"

When Lu Ximing said this, his face was red and his voice was trembling a little. You could clearly feel his nervousness.

"I can wait." Pei Ji smiled, reached out and grabbed Lu Ximing's hand, "Let's go."

Pei Ji was happy in his heart, because even though he said that, he actually wanted Lu Ximing to think about it.

He is a martial arts practitioner and his heart is not that fragile. If Lu Ximing refuses, he will sacrifice his life for Lin Muan and will not ask anything about Lu Ximing again. If Lu Ximing agrees, he will be concerned.

With concern, naturally he won't be so desperate, but he will do his part well.

"Your Highness."

"Ok?"

Lin Muan looked back at Yang Moxian and raised his eyebrows.

"Then Lu Ximing has a very good relationship with His Highness." Yang Moxian stood up and looked at Lin Muan with a faint smile in his eyes.

"It's good, my junior brother." Lin Mu'an looked up at Yang Moxian and reached out to hold his face, "What? Are you sore?"

"What?" Yang Moxian was stunned for a moment when he heard Lin Mu'an say he was his junior brother. Then he heard Lin Mu'an say "sour" and didn't react for a moment.

"I'm asking if you are unhappy." Lin Muan pinched Yang Moxian's face and looked at him with a smile.

"Yes, just a little." Yang Mozhan lowered his head and kissed Lin Mu'an on the lips.

"what about now?"

"Nothing."

The two smiled at each other.

Yang Moxian didn't doubt anything, but he would still be happy when he heard that Lin Mu'an volunteered to tell him.

"Tomorrow you have to go back to your own house. It's so hard to bear it. We can't see each other for three days." Lin Mu'an put his hands around Yang Mo's neck, with a sense of loss in his words.

"It's okay. We will get married in three days. I will be His Highness's for the rest of my life." Yang Mo pulled down Lin Muan's wrist, got close and kissed his palm.