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

The faster the music played, the bigger the waves became, and everyone suddenly became very nervous.

The size of the wave is also within the scope of the ritual dance. If the wave covers the dancer, if it remains standing, the year will be smooth, and vice versa.

In previous years, some people who performed ritual dances also fell into the water. Bad things, big or small, would happen in that year, so you have to believe it.

The music came to the fastest and most exciting place, the sea wind roared, and the huge waves crashed towards Lin Muan.

The music stopped suddenly at this moment, and everyone's hearts were in their throats, looking eagerly at the gradually calming sea.

After the waves receded, Lin Mu stood steadily on the bamboo pole. His hair and clothes were wet, but he didn't look embarrassed and looked beautiful in a different way.

Everyone present subconsciously stopped breathing, and when they recovered, they all breathed a sigh of relief for Lin Muan.

The music sounded again. Compared with the previous emptiness, the current rhythm was cheerful, as if celebrating.

Lin Mu'an felt a little tired. He had only recently started exercising. In addition, dancing and being beaten by the waves had taken up a lot of energy. He was really a little exhausted.

Fortunately it's almost over.

The salute started and the dance ended.

Lin Mu'an breathed a sigh of relief and walked steadily on the bamboo pole. He subconsciously looked in the direction of Wen Qingli, but did not see him.

"Sir." Wen Qingli stretched out his hand towards Lin Mu'an, wanting to help him.

Lin Muan was stunned for a moment, not noticing when he came down, and was a little surprised.

"Why are you down?" Lin Muan held Wen Qingli's hand with a smile on his face.

"I want to be closer to the young master." Wen Qingli said warmly, glanced at Lin Mu'an's dance clothes, took the towel from Awang and put it on Lin Mu'an, "Young master, please dry the water on your body to avoid catching cold."

"Qingli, wipe it for me." Lin Muan held Wen Qingli's wrist and looked at him with a smile.

"Yeah." Wen Qingli responded softly, the tips of his ears turning red.

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Lin Muan's hair was wet and dripping with water. Wen Qingli carefully wiped Lin Muan's hair and looked at the white neck looming under the hair.

"We have another knot dance in the evening. After drying your hair, Qingli will accompany me to the festival later." Lin Mu'an turned around and held Wen Qingli's hand, staring at Wen Qingli with bright eyes.

"Master, dry your hair first!" Wen Qingli quickly withdrew his hand, straightened Lin Muan's body, and rubbed Lin Muan's long hair with a blushing face.

Lin Mu'an had a smile on his face and looked at Wen Qingli with a bronze mirror. Seeing him blushing, his smile became even brighter.

Wen Qingli wiped Lin Muan's hair and found that he was peeking at him through the bronze mirror. His cheeks turned redder, but he couldn't say anything.

"Master, don't look at me anymore..." Wen Qingli lowered his eyes, trying to keep his voice steady when speaking, and suppress the affection in his eyes.

Lin Mu'an smiled narrowly at Wen Qingli, put down the bronze mirror and sat obediently.

After drying my hair, I still need to wash it and take a shower.

After being washed by the sea water, if you don't take a shower, your body will itch for a while.

Lin Muan was taking a shower with Wen Qingli separated by a screen. Although Lin Muan had just teased Wen Qingli and asked him to wash him, he almost scared him away.

He had already seen his body, but he didn't dare to look at his own, so he laughed to death.

Lin Muan laughed out loud when he thought about this.

Wen Qingli's ears turned red. When he heard him laughing, although he didn't know what he was laughing about, his ears turned even redder.

"Qingli, is my inner coat outside? I didn't find it." Lin Mu'an stood up after washing, grabbed a towel to wipe the water on his body, and looked at the place where he put the clothes.

Wen Qingli felt extremely tense when he heard him calling her.

"I... let me see, the young master didn't take it in." Wen Qingli looked at the underwear on the table, and then at the screen.

"Can Qingli be brought in?" Lin Mu'an raised the corners of his lips and half-wrapped him in a blanket.

Wen Qingli was tangled and hesitant, but finally took the inner coat to the screen and handed the inner coat to Lin Muan.

Lin Mu'an glanced at the hand reaching out from outside the screen and felt that he was careful enough.

"Qing Li."

"Master...what...what happened?"

Lin Mu'an stretched out his hand to hold Wen Qingli's hand and pulled it with a little force. Wen Qingli's center of gravity was unstable and he bumped towards Lin Mu'an.

Wen Qingli subconsciously closed his eyes. Lin Muan took over the shirt with one hand and put his arm around Wen Qingli's waist.

"Qingli, can the young master eat people?"

Wen Qingli opened his eyes instantly when he heard the voice next to his ear. He subconsciously wanted to push Lin Muan away, but after taking a look, he couldn't do anything.

Meeting Lin Muan's smiling eyes, Wen Qingli's entire face turned red.

"Qingli, why don't you answer the young master's words?" Lin Mu'an deliberately approached Wen Qingli, with no doubt in his smiling eyes.

"Young... Young Master... Young Master can't eat people! But! Young Master, can you let me go first?!" Wen Qingli raised his head, not daring to look down, and his whole body was stiff.

"Ah? Why? Qingli doesn't like my hug?" Lin Muan stared at Wen Qingli aggrievedly, and tightened his arms around Wen Qingli's waist.

"No... no, sir, please put on your clothes first to avoid catching a cold." Wen Qingli pursed his lips and carefully reached out to pull the blanket that had fallen on Lin Muan's arms.

Lin Mu'an glanced at Wen Qingli's hands that were almost twisted into orchid fingers, and stretched out his arms to wrap his arms around Wen Qingli's neck.

"Young Master... Young Master... Young Master! Young Master, Young Master..." Wen Qingli was so panicked that he couldn't even speak clearly. He kept stammering and repeating, feeling at a loss.

Lin Muan stared at him until he stopped stuttering.

Wen Qingli didn't dare to look at Lin Mu'an and looked away.

Lin Mu'an had a fur blanket wrapped around him, and his long dark hair was casually scattered on his shoulders, with water dripping from the end of his hair. His cheeks were slightly red, and his peach blossom eyes were staring straight at Wen Qingli.

The white blanket was dazzlingly white compared to Lin Muan's fair skin.

The blankets were piled up in layers on Lin Muan's arms. Just when Wen Qingli pulled them up a little, they slipped down again due to Lin Muan's movements.

"Qingli, look at me." Lin Muan's hand touched Wen Qingli's neck, touched his ears, and gently rubbed Wen Qingli's earlobes.

"Young Master...put on...the clothes...first..." Wen Qingli felt a warmth in his nose and wanted to reach out and touch it, but he didn't dare to move.

As long as his hand moves, it will touch Lin Muan's chest.

Lin Muan stared at Wen Qingli's face, and saw bright red blood flowing from his nose, and his smile became even wider.

Wen Qingli didn't know what Lin Mu'an was laughing at, until he saw the bright red color on Lin Mu'an's collarbone.

"Young master is injured?" Wen Qingli was a little confused and worried, and reached out to wipe the blood from Lin Muan's collarbone.

"It's Qingli's nosebleed." Lin Mu'an smiled and wiped the blood from Wen Qingli's nose with a blanket.

"I...I'll go take care of it...Young master, put on your clothes first..." Wen Qingli took a few steps back and returned the blanket to Lin Mu'an.

Seeing him like this, Lin Mu'an couldn't tease him any more, so he just kept getting dressed.

Wen Qingli immediately turned around and stretched out his hand to wipe the blood under his nose.

~~~Splitting line~~~

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