The priest is a loser

"Your sense of smell has failed! What a delicious fish! Mu Changxian must like it very much!"

Dongfang Yun was speechless, watching him bouncing away.

"I am back!"

Liu Qiu'an returned to the cave again, and found that Mu Changxian seemed to be sleeping, and swallowed the words as soon as they came to his mouth.

He wrapped the grilled fish in banana leaves and placed it on the stone table, then quietly came to the bedside.

Mu Changxian closed his eyes tightly, and he was indeed asleep, and he seemed to have fallen deeply into sleep.

Liu Qiu'an lay on the head of the bed holding her cheeks in a slightly melancholy manner.

The sound of even breathing was exceptionally clear in the silent and empty cave.

Liu Qiuan sighed suddenly, took Mu Changxian's hand, and looked at the horizontal wound on his pulse.

He couldn't help but frowned and muttered, "Stinky Dongfang, you don't wrap a gauze around him after stopping the bleeding..."

As he said that, he got up and walked around the bamboo screen, took out a roll of gauze from the box sent by Fengyulou, and went back to the bed to help Mu Changxian wrap the gauze around him, making a summary of his poor technique.

Liu Qiu'an climbed onto the stone bed, stretched out his left arm, pulled the thin quilt from the other end, and shook it flat to cover Mu Changxian's body.

After doing all this, he leaned over and got closer, getting closer, and when the tip of his nose was about to touch Mu Changxian's cheek, he stopped abruptly, his eyelashes flickered, and kissed him deeply with a feeling of desolation. Pale lips.

At this time, there was only one person in his eyes.

It was dusk after falling asleep, and Liu Qiu'an, half asleep and half awake, raised his hand to support his painful head.

"Well……"

Suddenly, he felt someone gently lift his head and let him rest on something.

Liu Qiuan turned over softly, rubbing his sleepy eyes.

Looking up, he saw Mu Changxian was staring at him, and he was pillowing on his arm.

Liu Qiuan pushed his face away to prevent him from looking at himself who just woke up, and mumbled, "Since you woke up, why didn't you wake me up..."

Mu Changxian smiled lightly, "Because I can't bear it."

Liu Qiuan looked at him blankly: "Huh?"

"It's nothing." Mu Changxian smiled, his lacquered eyes half closed.

Liu Qiu'an didn't break the casserole to ask the end, he let out an oh, and then remembered the grilled fish he had grilled at noon, and said with bright eyes: "I grilled some fish for you, are you hungry? I'll go get them for you!"

Mu Changxian was a little surprised, "Since you baked it, it must be delicious."

Hearing this, Liu Qiu'an bent his eyes, immediately rolled over from the stone bed, and ran to fetch the banana leaf wrapped with grilled fish on the stone table.

Under Mu Changxian's expectant gaze, he turned over the banana leaf, "Fortunately for you, this is my chef!"

As soon as the banana leaf was turned over, the unspeakable smell that Dongfang Yun questioned immediately hit his face, and the defenseless Mu Changxian coughed lightly.

Liu Qiuan frowned, and Mu Changxian hurriedly said, "This... this taste is really different."

"Taste it quickly!" Liu Qiu'an impatiently picked up a stick with grilled fish and brought it to his mouth.

Mu Changxian subconsciously leaned back, looking at the expectant Liu Qiuan, he opened his mouth and took a tentative bite from the edge of the charred grilled fish.

Liu Qiu'an wondered, "Do you eat fish skin but not fish meat?"

Mu Changxian pursed his lips and smiled, that complex taste spread from the tip of his tongue to the root of his tongue.

His heart was miserable, so he took another bite without changing his face, and under Liu Qiuan's expectant gaze, he forcefully choked out four words: "It's really delicious."

Liu Qiu'an's eyes brightened a little, and he wanted to take a bite of the fish he grilled.

But was stopped by Mu Changxian, Liu Qiuan looked at him suspiciously, and said unhappily: "I haven't eaten it myself..."

Rejoicing in his heart, Mu Changxian took the grilled fish from his hand and put it back on the banana leaf, saying: "...It's a courtesy, I'll make it for you too."

"Okay!" Liu Qiu'an slightly opened his eyes wide and smiled happily.

The sky outside was already filled with ink, Liu Qiu'an saw the empty deck chairs, and then looked at the extinguished fire, he couldn't help asking in confusion: "Where did they go?"

"They?" Mu Changxian said, "Aside from that doctor, are there other people?"

Liu Qiu'an said: "Don't call him doctor, be careful that he sends you to see Lord Yan."

Mu Changxian raised his eyebrows and said, "So scary?"

Liu Qiu'an whispered: "It's more terrifying than what I said."

Mu Changxian stared at him with a faint smile on his lips.

They walked all the way in the direction of the creek, Liu Qiuan held a small lamp in his hand, Mu Changxian followed behind him, seeing his reckless appearance, he couldn't help worrying: "Be careful."

Liu Qiu'an looked back and smiled, "I'm not a three-year-old child, what are you worried about?"

Mu Changxian touched the bridge of his nose, walked to his side and interlocked his fingers.

Liu Qiu'an was taken aback for a moment, but Mu Changxian murmured, "I always feel...that's the way to go."

He paused, and tentatively asked in a cautious tone: "But I offended?"

Liu Qiu'an choked, blushing from Mu Changxian's stare, trying to hide his embarrassment, and said loudly in the jungle: "You... I won't forgive you if you don't bake some delicious fish for me. !"

Mu Changxian rolled his eyes and was about to withdraw his hand.

But Liu Qiu'an tightened his grip even more, not letting him take it back, then turned his head away and said in a low voice, "Before then, I will allow you to do this first."

Mu Changxian raised his eyebrows thoughtfully, and looked deeply at the person in front of him.

Liu Qiu'an pulled him to continue walking forward, unaware of Xiao Jiujiu that Mu Changxian was thinking about.

After a while, they came to the bank of the creek, and the water under the night glistened with the brilliance of the moonlight.

Taking into account Mu Changxian's newly recovered body, Liu Qiuan stopped him who was about to go into the water, stuffed the small lamp into his hand, rolled up his sleeves, lifted up his clothes, took off his shoes and socks, and was about to jump into the stream.

Mu Changxian said: "Actually..."

"Don't talk about it! You have just regained your spirits, and the water is cold this autumn, so just stand by and shine for me." Liu Qiu'an interrupted.

Mu Changxian wanted to say something, but Liu Qiuan stepped into the stream without hesitation.

Standing on the bank, Mu Changxian opened his mouth and then opened his mouth again, looked at his serious side face, and finally said nothing, squatting down to illuminate the bubbling stream for him.

The scales of the fish in the water are shining brightly.

Liu Qiu'an focused his attention on a herring, but when he threw his hands, they were all in vain, and the cool stream water splashed on his face.

Mu Changxian watched a drop of water slide over his smooth chin, flow over his neck, and slip into the skirt of his clothes, and suddenly felt a strange feeling in his heart.

He withdrew his gaze and moved his Adam's apple without a trace.

But when he heard a woo-wah, he turned his gaze back and found that Liu Qiu'an had fallen into a shallow stream.

Mu Changxian couldn't help laughing, and fished him out of the stream.

Then he picked up a branch on the ground, Liu Qiuan was wondering, when he suddenly saw his body move, and then a blazing white light hit the stream, stirring up three thousand streams.

The fish fluttered into the air, as if they were swimming leisurely under the moonlight.

Liu Qiuan blinked, and the fish all landed on the shore.

"Actually, that's enough." Mu Changxian said.

The moonlight fell on his shoulders, and he stood in the slight night wind, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.