"What do you mean you like it? I don't know, let me go!" Lin Muan struggled hard.

"It doesn't matter if you don't know. You'll know in a moment." Wuming smiled, ignoring Lin Muan's struggle.

In the huge peach blossom forest, peach petals are falling, and the air is filled with the sweet aroma of peach juice.

Lin Mu'an has fainted for several rounds. He doesn't understand why Nan Qimin hasn't come to him yet. He is about to cry dry.

It was obvious that he could be found quickly before, but today he was nowhere to be seen.

"Are you waiting for him?" Wuming pinched Lin Muan's chin and smiled brightly, "He won't come. What I do is what he wants to do."

"Get lost!" Lin Mu'an slapped Wuming angrily.

"Don't get lost. I love it so much that I won't get lost." Wuming held Lin Muan's hand and rubbed it hard on his face.

Lin Muan now felt sick to his stomach when he saw this face.

"But... Cao Cao is here. He's here. Do you want him to see you like this?" Wuming looked up with a smile and glanced at Nan Qimin who was standing not far away.

Lin Muan raised his head and followed Wuming's gaze, only to see Nan Qimin looking straight at him and making eye contact with him.

Nan Qimin approached, glanced at Wuming with a gloomy expression, and separated the two of them manually.

Wuming looked at Nan Qimin indifferently and grinned.

Lin Muan glanced at Wuming and fainted.

"Did you do this on purpose?" Nan Qimin frowned and stared at Wuming, hugging Lin Mu'an tightly.

"What did I do on purpose? You obviously asked me to do this." Wuming smiled and reached out to poke Nan Qimin's chest.

"I didn't..." Nan Qimin glanced at Wuming's hand.

"Why are you so anxious to deny it? Synesthesia...can't you feel it?" Wuming interrupted Nan Qimin and smiled, "Do you want me to come back?"

"No, go back to your demonic realm." Nan Qimin slapped Wuming with a cold face.

But when he struck out with the palm, he was also injured.

Wuming smiled, touched his chest, and his body dissipated into black smoke.

"If you don't want him to do something like this again, then you must not have such thoughts."

Nan Qimin pursed her lips and hugged Lin Mu'an a little harder. Seeing that he was uncomfortable, she groaned, relaxed her strength, and carefully held him in her arms.

"sorry."

Lin Mu'an woke up in a daze, saw Nan Qimin's face, and subconsciously kicked him, but he was not kicked down.

"It's me." Nan Qimin raised his eyes and glanced at Lin Muan, then continued his movements.

"You...what are you doing?" Lin Muan swallowed, noticing his movements, his legs couldn't stop shaking.

"Clean it up. Keeping it won't be good for you." Nan Qimin held down his trembling legs, her eyes darkening a bit.

"Can't...can't use the dust purification technique? Why use...with hands?" Lin Mu'an trembled even more because of Nan Qimin's strength.

Nan Qimin said nothing and concentrated on cleaning up carefully.

Lin Mu'an felt very uncomfortable, but he didn't want to cry in front of Nan Qimin. It was really frustrating.

"Then...who is that person?" Lin Muan asked with a trembling voice.

Nan Qimin paused, picked up Lin Muan, and wrapped his body in clothes.

"Who is it? He said it was because of you."

"sorry."

"You...why do you want to do that to me?"

"sorry."

"Did you make him do that?"

"sorry."

Seeing that he could only answer "I'm sorry", Lin Mu'an felt uncomfortable and bit his lower lip hard.

Nan Qimin carried Lin Muan into the spiritual pool and helped him wash away the dirt on his body.

"You... think I'm dirty?"

"No problem, it was me, so I'm sorry."

"Shut up, you."

Lin Mu'an hooked his arms around Nan Qimin's neck and held her tightly without letting go.

Nan Qimin hugged Lin Muan and sighed slightly.

Lin Mu'an was shaking. Nan Qimin knew that Lin Mu'an was crying, but he didn't know how to comfort him.

"Xiao Guai, do you hate that?" Nan Qimin was a little nervous and asked cautiously.

"I don't like it..." Lin Mu'an sobbed, clutching Nan Qimin's hair tightly.

He doesn't hate it, but he doesn't like it.

After this incident, both Lin Muan and Nan Qimin were avoiding each other.

It's just that sometimes and on certain occasions we still meet.

For example, in the priesthood examination, Nan Qimin is the chief judge.

Lin Mu'an was angry and had no place to vent his anger, so he came to take the Martial Arts test. As a result, he defeated all those people, but there was no Martial God to train him.

Then he went to take exams for other priesthoods and took the exam for another priesthood by the way.

This clerical controller is here, and this controller is somewhat related to Lin Muan.

Lin Muan was taken away by Jiang Nian and became the next God of the Four Seasons.

Jiang Nian is Jiang Anshu's sister and Lin Muan's aunt.

"Xiao An." Jiang Nian looked at Lin Mu'an with a smile, and stretched out his hand to touch Lin Mu'an's head a little unfamiliarly.

Lin Muan did not hide away and smiled at Jiang Nian.

"Auntie."

Seeing him calling her, Jiang Nian smiled and pulled Lin Muan to the Capital of Four Seasons.

Lin Muan thought it was a good thing to stay away from Nan Qimin, but he saw Wuming every day.

Either hold hands or kiss each other, and every time I try to pull him and beat him up, he runs away.

"Caught." Lin Muan opened his eyes and grabbed the person's hand.

"Do you want to catch me so much? I'm so excited." Wuming stared at Lin Mu'an closely.

"Do you... come here often because of him?" Lin Mu'an stared at Wu Ming, looking at his face that was exactly the same as Nan Qimin's, and asked.

"Yeah, but he doesn't like me." Wuming sat on the ground and looked at Lin Muan with a smile.

"Why?" Lin Muan was confused.

Wuming pretended to think about it for a moment, then smiled as he suddenly realized, "Let's create a country-bitch character like Lao Shizi, who loves the world."

"Pfft, what you say is quite funny." Lin Muan was amused and let go of Wuming's hand.

"Aren't you afraid? You tremble every time you see me." Wuming touched Lin Mu'an's face with pity and said softly, "I won't eat you. He loves you and I love you too. I am his seven emotions and six desires. , so it will be more amplified. He also wants to do what I want to do, but he just doesn’t dare.”

Lin Muan didn't say anything because he didn't understand anything, but love and liking were too heavy.

He has never learned to love himself, let alone love anyone else, let alone Nan Qimin.

He was so familiar with Nan Qimin that when Nan Qimin looked at him, he knew what Nan Qimin was going to say next.

"I won't hurt you, don't be afraid of me." Wuming lifted the hair from Lin Muan's cheek and looked at Lin Muan tenderly.

"You are naughty...but come up." Lin Muan moved inside and patted the empty space.

Wuming's eyes lit up and he stared at Lin Mu'an, as if to confirm whether it was really possible.

"Come up here, as long as you don't mess around." Lin Mu'an smiled, feeling that Wuming was not that scary, and was a bit cute.

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