The priest is a loser

When the rain eased, it was already dusk.

Looking at the darkening sky, Liu Qiuan knew that he couldn't delay any longer.

So, they walked through the raindrops stained with twilight debris and returned to the inn in Luohong City.

Liu Qiu'an quickly ran back into the room against Rong Wenxu's faintly blazing gaze.

After taking a bath, shivering and nestling in the bedding, I couldn't help sneezing one after another.

Liu Qiu'an wrapped herself tightly so that only her head was exposed, the tip of her small nose was light red.

"Ugh..."

He was sobbing in his throat, Zhengchou didn't know how to tell Mu Changxian, and when he came back, he patted his chest and swore to him that he would never catch a cold...

He shrank his neck, and the door was suddenly pushed open.

"I heard you making noise inside outside the door. Is it cold? Is the plan for tonight going to be cancelled?"

Rong Wenxu walked into the room with a porcelain bowl in his hand.

Seeing that it was him, Liu Qiu'an couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, it would be terrible if it was Mu Changxian!

He stared at Rong Wenxu who was walking towards him, "Who said it was going to be cancelled! There is more! Why didn't you knock on the door!"

Rong Wenxu raised a slender eyebrow: "This is the ginger soup that Mu Changxian boiled for you. You don't need it, I will pour it out."

Liu Qiu'an, who was about to turn his back on him, quickly turned back, "If you don't knock, don't knock!"

Rong Wenxu came to him, stuffed the porcelain bowl into his hand, raised his chin, and said with a bit of pride: "Drink."

Holding the hot ginger soup, Liu Qiu'an sniffed, "Then... where's Mu Changxian? Where did he go?"

"It hasn't been half an hour, and you miss him so much?"

"certainly not!"

Liu Qiuan glared at him, pinched his nose, and gulped down the whole bowl of ginger soup.

Seeing him wrinkle his face, Rong Wenxu couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth slightly.

Liu Qiuan turned his head, "Hmph."

Rong Wenxu sighed leisurely, "You don't know that he didn't change his clothes first when he was wet, but first borrowed the kitchen from the shopkeeper, and boiled ginger soup for you with his own hands."

Liu Qiuan blinked in surprise, "Then he..."

"Don't worry, I've already changed it now. He is young and strong, how is he like you?"

"..." Liu Qiuan curled his lips, secretly relieved, he turned his head again, "Hmph!"

"Huh?" Rong Wenxu frowned, and reached out to grab his ear, "When did you get a bad problem? Mu Changxian really spoiled you."

"Wow!"

Liu Qiuan quickly broke free from the clutches, wrapped himself in the quilt, and shouted muffledly in the quilt: "No! When the elder brother was still there, you often moaned to my elder brother!"

Rong Wenxu's face moved slightly, gritted his teeth and smiled, "It seems that you don't want your tongue anymore!"

Liu Qiu'an struggled and said, "Help! Mu Changxian!"

Rong Wenxu dug him out of the bed, grabbed his skirt, and said disdainfully: "Do you think he will hear?"

Liu Qiu settled down, took a deep breath, and shouted, "Mu Changxian!!"

The whole inn seemed to tremble three times, and Rong Wenxu felt that his eardrums were not good.

He pinched his soft cheeks mercilessly, and the words Liu Qiuan yelled suddenly became sticky.

"Mu... um... %#&$ woo"

"Even if you hear it, you can..."

"Qiu'an?!" The door opened suddenly, and Mu Changxian was holding a sword in his hand, wearing only a white undershirt hastily.

Rong Wenxu pursed his lips: "..."

Liu Qiu'an looked at Mu Changxian and whimpered aggrievedly: "Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo..."

Mu Changxian saw the situation in the house clearly, came to the two of them in three steps and two steps, stared at Rong Wenxu's hand on Liu Qiu'an's face, then turned to Rong Wenxu and said in a deep voice, "Master Rong, please let go."

Liu Qiu'an snorted at Rong Wenxu in a pretentious manner.

"Humph!"

I didn't expect it to come, and it came so fast.

With a smile on his face, Rong Wenxu gritted his teeth and approached Liu Qiuan in a low voice: "I'll deal with you when he's not here."

Hearing this, Liu Qiu'an quickly covered his face, and angrily looked at Rong Wenxu's back as he left.

"Are you okay?" Mu Changxian pulled his hand away, stroked his cheek, looked at a faint pinch mark, still couldn't help but frowned in distress and said, "I'll get the ointment."

Mu Changxian turned to leave, but was suddenly hugged by someone around the waist, but Liu Qiuan said: "Wuuu, don't go...!"

"Okay, I won't go."

Liu Qiu'an was wrapped in a quilt and nestled on Mu Changxian's lap like a cat.

"Why is it so hot? Are you catching a cold?"

Liu Qiuan's heart tightened, and he said in a nasal voice, "It's okay, it will be fine later."

Mu Changxian remained silent for a long time, while Liu Qiuan nervously pulled up the quilt to cover himself.

Mu Changxian, who was originally frowning, couldn't help laughing when he saw his behavior like this: "What are you afraid of? Could it be that I can still eat you, I'm just very worried."

"Is it hard?"

Liu Qiuan nodded his head in the quilt.

"Um!"

Mu Changxian sighed, "I'll go to the doctor."

Mu Changxian said, "Don't want to drink medicine?"

Liu Qiu'an nodded heavily and said, "Yes!"

"That won't do."

Liu Qiu'an suddenly got out from under the quilt, and said with nothing to love: "Then let me die of illness!"

Mu Changxian frowned and said, "I don't agree."

Liu Qiuan arched his head against him, making a whining sound from his throat.

"It's cold outside, I'll come back as soon as I go, you lie down."

"!" Liu Qiuan quickly hugged his arm, wagging his tail anxiously behind his buttocks, "I'll go too!"

Mu Changxian hesitated, "This..."

Liu Qiu'an said: "Otherwise I'll take poison and commit suicide while you're away!!"

Mu Changxian raised his eyebrows: "Where did you get the poison?"

Liu Qiu'an choked, and rolled his eyes, "...then I'll kill myself by biting my tongue!"

Mu Changxian's face darkened: "Don't say such things again in the future."

"Ugh..."

Liu Qiuan lowered his head wearily.

Mu Changxian looked at him, smiling helplessly.

When Rong Wenxu came at noon, he booked the entire inn.

Before closing time, the inn was already completely silent.

He sat casually in front of a certain table in the lobby, on which were stacked several pieces of clothes of different sizes and colors.

Just now Mu Changxian and Liu Qiuan passed in front of him, Mu Changxian said that he was going out to find a doctor, but Liu Qiuan mumbled that there would be no delay and he would be back soon.

Seeing the doubt in Mu Changxian's eyes,

He must never have imagined that what was planned tonight was for him.

Liu Qiu'an would definitely not tell him the truth.

Rong Wenxu shook his head, love in this world is really hard to understand.

He picked up the teacup and took a sip of tea.

The cold bitterness suddenly spread from the tip of the tongue to the root of the tongue.

At this moment, a sudden sound came from the second floor, and Tao Shuang ran down from the second floor chasing Chang An.

"Don't run away!"

"Meow!"

"Stop now!"

"Meow!"

"I don't want to touch your belly!"

"Meow meow!"

Immediately afterwards, Yan Ruyu also chased him down from the second floor.

"Junior brother...be careful with the tables and chairs."

The quiet lobby suddenly became very lively.

Rong Wenxu couldn't help but squeeze his lips tightly, but still put down the teacup gracefully.

Chang'an jumped several times, avoided Tao Shuang's pursuit, and jumped onto Rong Wenxu's lap.

He almost made his hands shake and smashed the teacup.

Chang An raised his head and looked innocently at Rong Wenxu who was still smiling.

"Meow?"