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

"Good-looking." Wen Qingli came back to his senses and said with a blush.

"Is there nothing else but good looks?" Lin Muan came to Wen Qingli and looked up at him.

Wen Qingli stared at Lin Muan's loose clothes and frowned slightly.

"I don't want you to wear it for others to see." Wen Qingli lowered his eyes, feeling that it was not right to say so.

Lin Muan looks beautiful in what he wears, but he only wants him to wear it for himself.

"Are you jealous?" Lin Mu'an stretched out his hand to pinch Wen Qingli's face and said with a smile.

"Jealous? I don't like sour food." Wen Qingli was a little confused and didn't understand what Lin Mu'an meant.

Lin Mu'an looked a little dumbfounded when he saw that he didn't understand. He looked so good and his smile became even brighter.

"If you don't like eating, then... don't eat." Lin Muan smiled with squinting eyes, holding Wen Qingli's hand and leading him out.

Wen Qingli was still confused. He felt that Lin Muan didn't mean what he said, but he didn't know what he meant.

Wen Qingli raised his eyes and looked at Lin Mu'an in front of him, and was stunned on the spot.

"What's wrong?" Lin Mu'an asked confusedly when he saw that he wasn't leaving.

"Master...can you change into a dance costume?" Wen Qingli felt that it was not good for him to say this, but he felt uncomfortable without saying it.

"It seems impossible, because this is the only dance costume." Lin Muan looked at the dance costume on his body and shook his head.

"The red one..." Wen Qingli said hesitantly.

"That one was worn during the ritual dance during the day. I have to wear this one at night." Lin Mu'an smiled and explained.

Wen Qingli put his hand on Lin Muan's shoulder, turned him around, and stared at his completely exposed back in confusion.

"Is it really impossible to change?" Wen Qingli reached out and touched Lin Muan's back, frowning slightly.

"If you can't change it, I'll just wear it this time. If I don't wear it anymore, I'll change it after the ritual dance." Lin Mu'an patted Wen Qingli's arm and said with a smile.

"Okay..." Wen Qingli still frowned, a little reluctantly.

Lin Muan touched Wen Qingli's face comfortingly and held his hand.

From the front, there is nothing wrong with this white dance dress. From the back, almost the entire back is exposed.

The back...the slender waist...makes people want to destroy it.

Wen Qingli was closer to where Lin Muan was performing the ritual dance this time, but the sea tide rose at night, so Lin Muan was still far away from him.

There are many lights placed on the sea, and there are silver wires fixed under each light to prevent the lights from swinging away and making the sea surface unclear.

The evening music is very melodious and soft, like soothing to the living beings.

Lin Mu'an has black hair like a waterfall, white clothes that are better than snow, and an aura that is out of this world. Under the moonlight, he floats like an immortal like a banished immortal coming to earth.

It would be better if the back wasn't exposed, it would be really beautiful.

As they danced, the silver butterflies seemed to fly.

Lin Muan glanced at Wen Qingli, stepped forward, raised his hand slightly, held a silver butterfly, and blew the silver butterfly into a real butterfly.

The white butterfly seemed to be glowing with light, and when it fluttered its wings, it scattered stars, and the butterfly flew towards Wen Qingli.

Wen Qingli stared at the butterfly in front of him, stretched out his hand to let the butterfly stop on his hand, but the butterfly dissipated the second it touched his finger.

Wen Qingli was stunned for a moment and looked at Lin Muan in the center.

Lin Muan seemed to have said something, but Wen Qingli didn't see it clearly. Lin Muan disappeared in the next second, and was replaced by a group of silver butterflies.

"Mr...." Wen Qingli nervously wanted to stand up, but was held back by the person next to him.

"Young Master is fine. The ritual dance is over. Let's go pick him up." Awang said warmly, staring at the calm sea.

Wen Qingli looked around and saw that no one was in a panic. He felt a little relieved and followed Awang out of his position.

The same dance every year can be boring, so be creative every year.

Everyone responded well to Lin Muan's novel way of ending the ritual dance.

……

Wen Qingli stared at Lin Muan who came up from the water. The moonlight shone on him, seeming to give him a faint glow.

When Lin Mu'an saw Wen Qingli coming, he reached out and brushed his wet hair, smiling and waving to Wen Qingli.

Wen Qingli didn't know what the other sharks looked like, but the moment he saw Lin Muan, he felt that Lin Muan was more beautiful than the sharks.

The shark is the representative of beauty in the world. Wen Qingli didn't know much about it, but he only praised him like this.

"Bring it to the young master." Awang knew that it was not the right time for him to go there, so he gave the blanket in his hand to Wen Qingli.

Wen Qingli nodded, thanked him softly, and walked towards Lin Muan with the blanket.

"Qingli~" Lin Muan smiled with squinted eyes, stared at Wen Qingli, and shouted happily.

"Young master, put it on first to avoid getting cold." Wen Qingli's ears were red and he didn't dare to look at Lin Mu'an, so he quickly put the blanket on Lin Mu'an.

"Am I good-looking?" Lin Mu'an saw that he was avoiding his eyes in a hurry, and reached out to hold his face, "Qingli, look at me."

Wen Qingli stared blankly at Lin Muan, and his cheeks turned red at a speed visible to the naked eye as Lin Muan stared at him.

"Does it look good?" Lin Mu'an stared at Wen Qingli seriously, making sure to tell him why.

Wen Qingli pursed his lips, frowned and hesitated, and sighed helplessly, "The young master is very good-looking, very beautiful, but the young master has to wear a blanket because the sea breeze is cool at night."

"Yes, I know." Lin Mu'an gathered the blanket and put his hand on Wen Qingli's shoulder, "I'm good-looking, very pretty, why doesn't Qingli hug me?"

"Master... do you want me to hug you?" Wen Qingli looked at Lin Mu'an uncertainly.

Usually he would hug Lin Muan only if Lin Muan took the initiative to hug him.

"Well, I danced and swam. I feel so tired. I want Qingli to carry me back." Lin Muan put his arms around Wen Qingli's neck, pressed his face against hers, and said softly.

Wen Qingli pursed his lips, hesitated and picked up Lin Muan.

But this hug is not a princess hug, it is very similar to the posture of holding a child.

Lin Muan suddenly laughed, and Wen Qingli looked at Lin Muan with some doubts.

"Where did you learn how to hold people? I feel like a little baby." Lin Mu'an tilted his head and stared at Wen Qingli, smiling.

"Master, don't you like this?" Wen Qingli paused and asked.

"No one doesn't like it. As long as Qingli hugs me, I like it very much." Lin Muan rubbed Wen Qingli's neck and said warmly.

Wen Qingli's blushing was relieved by the wind for a while, but as soon as Lin Muan said these words, his face turned red again.

Lin Muan smiled and touched Wen Qingli's neck and stopped teasing him.

This place is a bit far away from the city lord's palace, so I can't make it back tonight, so I'm staying at Yu Wanqiao's parents' house.

Lin Mu'an didn't want to go, and it was quite late now, so he had agreed with Awang in advance to stay in an inn for one night.

It was relatively deserted after the festival. Wen Qingli carried Lin Muan to the inn without attracting anyone's attention.

"Awang, please ask someone to prepare water, and then you can go and rest. Thank you for your hard work." Lin Muan looked at Awang with a smile.

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