The priest is a loser

Mu Changxian couldn't bear to look directly at his face, and put aside the subject, "How do you know I'm here?"

"When I met Qin Sheng, he told me. I didn't believe it at first, because he laughed so hard at the time..." Liu Qiu'an racked his brains to come up with a word "ju, with ulterior motives."

Mu Changxian felt that it was embarrassing for him to be able to roughly describe it, "Is the medicine on?" Liu Qiuan obviously didn't care about his injury at all, resting his elbows on the table and holding his cheeks in both hands, he shook his head: "No, I'm hungry..."

"Why are you looking for me when you're hungry?" Mu Changxian asked in his heart if I could conjure a full banquet with my bare hands.But looking at Liu Qiuan's hopeful expression, he held back the corners of his mouth from twitching, "Forget it,... what do you want to eat?"

After following Mu Changxian, there was indeed something to eat, and Liu Qiuan immediately sat upright, "Anything is fine, but no chopped green onions, no skin on the tomatoes, thick soup that needs to be boiled for [-] quarters of an hour, only milk cabbage for vegetarian dishes."

Mu Changxian's head turned black when he heard it, and saw that he had finished pulling the fingers of his right hand and changed his left hand to continue, so he quickly raised his hand to stop him, and choked out a word for a long time: "...OK."

Liu Qiuan blinked suspiciously: "I haven't finished yet."

"No, I already understand."

"Oh."

Mu Changxian got up as if relieved, glanced at his ankle, and said casually, "Can I go back?"

Liu Qiu'an raised his eyebrows, and said in a tone of disbelief, "Of course not, what are you thinking?"

Mu Changxian: "..." Then how did you get here!

Liu Qiu'an stretched out his arms condescendingly, and lay on Mu Changxian's back majestically, with the towel still covering his head.Mu Changxian took him to the dormitory temporarily prepared by the subordinates, but the person on the back waited for a long time before he was willing to grind down. He pulled him and pulled the towel off his head to wipe his hair. Watching him go before agreeing to go in.

It's too courteous.Mu Changxian walked down the stairs on the second floor in bewilderment, and handed the letter to the person in front of the cabinet. Suddenly, his eyelids twitched, and he touched the hair hanging behind his back. Xian immediately reacted.

"Huh!"

There was an exaggerated exclamation from behind. Mu Changxian closed his eyes, and immediately pulled down the thread that tied a bunch of hair. He turned around and saw that it was indeed Qin Sheng. He was standing behind the wooden railing on the second floor, and said loudly: "Mr. Brother Xian is going out? This braid is so delicate! There are not many men who pay attention to their appearance like Brother Chang Xian these days."

Mu Changxian glanced at the torn thread, but he didn't know where Liu Qiuan got it.Putting down his hands, he turned around indifferently, leaving Qin Sheng with a back view:

"When I come back from here, I will give you a flying bun for the landlord."

Qin Sheng has always been shameless. At this time, he knocked on the wooden fence with the handle of his fan regularly until Mu Changxian disappeared from his field of vision. Then he asked thoughtfully:

"Uncle Chen, do you think Brother Chang Xian was really killed?"

Chen Bo beside him said forcefully: "In this world, there are people who fall in love at first sight. Mu Shaoxia is nineteen years old and there will always be a sudden throbbing. It's just..."

"It's just that we don't know whether the result will be good or bad." Qin Sheng continued with a smile.

Uncle Chen met his gaze and nodded slightly.Qin Sheng stood there for a while, then casually handed him the folding fan, and when he walked past him, he said softly, "Go."

Uncle Chen opened a corner of the folding fan, lowered his eyes to look at the bones of the fan, saw the words on it clearly, and turned his back on Qin Sheng, and suddenly disappeared without a trace after turning a corner.

On the other side, Mu Changxian, who took advantage of the lack of people after the rain, directly used Qinggong to the stone path, was passing the copper coin with one hand, and receiving the paper-wrapped chicken with the other.At this moment, suddenly feeling a line of sight stuck behind him, Mu Changxian remained calm, turned around and stepped out of the threshold normally.

Walking on the potholed road, he used his peripheral vision to observe the puddles on the ground with tiny ripples.

The fragrant paper-wrapped chicken wafted in the air, and Mu Changxian suddenly turned around and kicked it away. The man was caught off guard and rolled three times on the ground, the gray cloth on his body was covered with water stains. In the alley next to it.

Mu Changxian wanted to chase after him, but he glanced at the paper-wrapped chicken in his hand, remembering that Liu Qiu'an was still waiting for him, he paused when he stepped out.

Realizing his inexplicable thoughts, Mu Changxian froze for a moment, shook his head to get Liu Qiuan out of his mind, and raised his legs to chase after him, but it was already too late.

Mu Changxian had no choice but to return to the Fengyu Building by following the same path under the eaves, and was still torn in his heart.

... Am I really bewitched?

Qin Sheng's lewd words suddenly passed before his eyes, and he was so shocked that he almost stepped on the air and fell off the roof.