Quick Travel: The host guides the villain’s love life

Lin Mu'an took the candied haws on a stick and didn't plan to eat it now, so he stuffed the candied haws in his storage bag.

"Master, the atmosphere seems not right." Lin Muan gently squeezed Chu Qingheng's hand and whispered.

"Yeah." Chu Qingheng glanced around coldly, "Don't be afraid."

【I am not afraid. 】

Lin Mu'an muttered in his heart but did not say it out loud. He walked with Chu Qingheng until dusk and left the city to a desolate place.

The people who were following them dodged in front of them, and the road behind them was blocked.

This group of people saw that Lin Muan and Chu Qingheng were so calm, and some did not realize the purpose of the containment.

"Keep the elixir and magic weapon on you, and we will consider letting you go." It seemed like the leader of this team said.

Lin Muan glanced at it and then turned to look at Chu Qingheng.

"Rogue cultivator?"

"Ah."

Seeing the two of them muttering something, the leader urged them impatiently.

"What are you two talking about in private? Hurry up and take out the elixir and magic weapon you are carrying! What's the ink mark on? If you don't take it out, you will suffer some physical pain."

Lin Mu'an and Chu Qingheng don't look like they are trying to steal wealth, but maybe because they both hide their cultivation, they look like the kind of weak and easy-to-bully masters from rich families.

But the word weak and easy to bully is not suitable for Chu Qingheng. Chu Qingheng has the temperament of a natural superior. You can't think that he is thin just because he is wearing all white, right? The height of 1.93 meters is considered tall and tall in the world of immortality.

"you!"

When Chu Qingheng heard that he still wanted to talk nonsense, he directly released his cultivation suppression and directly pressed the group of people to the ground.

The leader and the little miscellaneous fish almost pissed themselves with fear, but maybe someone had already pissed themselves with fright, because Chu Qingheng's face didn't look good anyway.

"Thinking returns the bell, forgetting." Lin Muan said coldly.

The Sihuan Bell floated out happily, and the sound was very unique. Lin Muan pulled Chu Qingheng into the protective cover to isolate the sound.

This skill is called forgetting. Those with a high tolerance will forget what happened at the moment. If they have a low tolerance, they will become stupid. This has nothing to do with Lin Muan. It is a skill that Si Huan Ling has developed by himself.

After Si Huan Ling used up his skills, Chu Qingheng took Lin Muan away. The group of people got up, and there were only a few normal people, all of whom were stupidly trying to take off their clothes.

The two of them did not plan to go back and found an inn to stay in. Chu Qingheng hesitated when choosing a room, but still chose two rooms.

Lin Muan's vigilance was all used to be wary of others. Chu Qingheng could enter the barrier. As for why, it was because Chu Qingheng didn't sleep at night and came to look for him.

Chu Qingheng came in easily. He thought Lin Muan was awake and the candles on the table were still on.

But when he got closer, he saw that Lin Mu'an was already asleep, and Si Huan Ling was still held in Lin Mu'an's arms obediently. When he saw Chu Qingheng, he moved, but he didn't come out of Lin Mu'an's arms.

Si Huan Ling still feels comfortable being held by Lin Mu'an. It clings to Chu Qingheng because Lin Mu'an likes him, and Lin Mu'an will only hold it when sleeping, so it cherishes the time in Lin Mu'an's arms. .

Chu Qingheng sat on the edge of the bed and looked at Lin Muan. He was sleeping soundly, and his hair was spread messily on the bed. His already fair complexion was made even whiter by his dark hair, and there was a faint red on his cheeks. He looked like Very good to pinch.

He reached out and lifted the hair that covered Lin Muan's eyelashes, and his whole little face was right in front of him.

Chu Qingheng leaned slightly and looked at Lin Muan's face, his eyes fell on his lips. The red lips made people want to ravage and bite them. Chu Qingheng's eyes darkened, he straightened up and stared at Lin Muan's sleeping face for a while, and gave The man covered himself with quilt and left the room.

Lin Muan got up early in the morning, but forgot that he was not in Yuxiao Sect, and then lay back down again.

After a while, Chu Qingheng took Lin Muan to play, but apart from buying and shopping, Lin Muan really didn't do much. He lay on the bed like a corpse, and Lin Muan stared at the round bell aimlessly.

Si Huan Ling didn't know what she was playing, rolling around. Lin Mu'an lay on the bed and looked up, feeling dizzy.

"What are you playing at?" Lin Mu'an sat up and raised his hand to Si Huan Ling Gou.

Si Huan Ling heard Lin Mu'an ask him and dragged his toys to Lin Mu'an.

Lin Mu'an lowered his head and saw that Si Huan Ling's toys were actually two rag dolls. Lin Mu'an hadn't bought them before, so Chu Qingheng had to buy them.

He had the illusion that Chu Qingheng was raising Si Huanling like a child, and Lin Muan was like the single mother. Chu Qingheng wanted to please his child first when pursuing him.

"Let's go play." Lin Muan patted the bell in return.

Si Huanling happily dragged the doll to play. Lin Muan got up and planned to go find Chu Qingheng. Just as he was about to go out, there was a knock on the door.

"Master." Lin Muan opened the door and saw Chu Qingheng with a strange expression.

Chu Qingheng nodded slightly.

"Want to go to the night market? I heard today is the Lantern Festival." Chu Qingheng stared at Lin Muan.

"Okay." Lin Muan smiled brightly at Chu Qingheng.

There were many people in the market, so they held hands and walked side by side to avoid being scattered by the crowd.

Lin Muan's eyes were full of curiosity about new things.

The two stopped in front of a stall selling masks, and the stall owner entertained them warmly.

"Brother is so handsome, this mask is so suitable." The stall owner looked at the masks held by the two men.

Lin Mu'an and Chu Qingheng looked at each other's masks in each other's hands.

Chu Qingheng had two masks in his hands, the white rabbit and the fox. Looking at his expression, he seemed to be very confused.

Lin Muan only had a gaudy-looking mask in his hand.

In the end, the two of them settled the bill. Lin Muan gave the fancy mask to Chu Qingheng, and Chu Qingheng finally bought him the fox mask.

"In Master's eyes, am I a fox? Am I cunning?" Lin Muan looked at Chu Qingheng with a smile, his peach blossom eyes under the fox mask, revealing his smooth chin, and his bright red lips raised.

Chu Qingheng's masked hand paused and glanced at Lin Muan, but this glance made him unforgettable, and he slowly put on the mask.

"No." Chu Qingheng's face felt a little hot under the mask.

"Huh? What is that?" Lin Mu'an stretched out his hand to adjust Chu Qingheng's mask.

"An'er is very beautiful." Chu Qingheng glanced at Lin Muan's hand.

"More seducing than a fox?" Lin Muan tapped his mask with his fingers, his tone was questioning and a bit joking, his eyes were full of stars.

"Yes." Chu Qingheng followed Lin Muan's fingers, and his face became even hotter.

Lin Muan narrowed his eyes and smiled. He didn't hate Chu Qingheng's description of him as a fox.

"But I didn't do anything, and Master was seduced by me?" Lin Mu'an chuckled, turning around and turning away from Chu Qingheng, "Master is so superficial."

Chu Qingheng didn't react for a while, staring at Lin Muan's neck, reaching out and pulling him around.

"An'er doesn't have to do anything or seduce me, I will be attracted to you." Chu Qingheng looked at Lin Mu'an seriously, "This place will only beat fast for you, so An'er wants to become a Taoist partner with me? "