The priest is a loser

After Xiaoyou left, he heard footsteps getting closer, Liu Qiuan quickly fastened his belt, and ran to the bedside to look for shoes and socks.

Mu Changxian put the decoction on the table, turned around and found that Liu Qiuan was no longer in front of the bed, he raised his eyebrows suspiciously, went to the bed and lifted the quilt, at this moment, Qin Sheng's voice came from the door .

"Brother Changxian, are you looking for this one?"

Mu Changxian looked back, only to see Liu Qiuan's hands being cut behind his back by Qin Sheng, struggling and saying, "Bold boy! Let me go!"

Qin Sheng shook his head and said to him, "Stop pretending, Mr. Liu, I know it's you."

Liu Qiu'an was slightly stunned, thinking that he hadn't revealed any flaws, and asked, "How did you know it was me?"

Qin Sheng smiled without saying a word, and pushed him into the house.

Liu Qiuan groaned and staggered a few steps forward. Mu Changxian supported his arms in time, then took off the mask on his face, and said helplessly, "Because your mask is on the wrong side."

Liu Qiu'an choked, unable to speak for a long time, unexpectedly when he was flustered, he actually put on the mask backwards, what a shame!

I don't know if the shoes and socks are worn backwards...

Thinking, he looked down at the toe of the shoe.

Mu Changxian raised his hand and rubbed his head, then held his hand, came to the table and sat down.

Qin Sheng didn't know when he walked into the house. He was sipping a cup of Pu'er in front of them, and found a bowl of decoction on the table, so he asked curiously, "Who is this for?"

Liu Qiuan's heart tightened, and he quietly looked sideways at Mu Changxian beside him.

"This is for Qiu'an." Mu Changxian took the bowl of soup, stirred it with a spoon, picked up a spoonful and handed it to Liu Qiuan's mouth.

Liu Qiu'an tightly shut his mouth, and his eyes fell on Qin Sheng who was opposite him.

Qin Sheng smiled and said, "Young Master Liu, hurry up and finish this bowl of soup, don't disappoint Brother Chang Xian's intentions!"

Liu Qiu'an said angrily, "What are you still doing here!"

Qin Sheng used the tea lid to slowly sweep away the tea foam. Hearing this, he pretended to be surprised and said, "Brother Changxian can stay here, but Qin can't? What's the relationship between you two?"

Liu Qiu'an gritted his teeth and said: "...Can't you see the relationship!"

Qin Sheng put down the teacup, looked at the two people in front of him a few times, and said, "I can see it, but I can't see it clearly."

Liu Qiu'an snorted, elbowed Mu Changxian who was beside him, and said, "Tell him what is our relationship!"

"Oh..." Mu Changxian put down the soup and said to Qin Sheng, "Qiu An and I are husband and wife."

Before Qin Sheng could respond, Liu Qiu'an said in surprise, "Ah!?"

Mu Changxian repeated word by word again: "The relationship between husband and wife."

Qin Sheng further asked: "Who is the husband? Who is the wife?"

"It all depends on what Qiu An wants." Mu Changxian said.

"..." Liu Qiu'an was stunned for a moment, and when he heard Mu Changxian's words, he suddenly had an idea, got up and said, "Of course I'm the husband! He's the wife!"

Mu Changxian nodded and said, "Yes."

Liu Qiu'an looked at Mu Changxian and then at Qin Sheng, put his hands on his hips and said, "So the husband is the guide for the wife! The husband doesn't want to drink this medicine!"

After saying that, Liu Qiuan ran away, but he had no internal strength, and was easily caught by Mu Changxian.

At this moment, Mu Changxian was pressing on the round lacquered wooden stool, with his hands obediently placed on his knees, but his eyes were staring at Qin Sheng who was smiling unscrupulously in front of him.

He muttered unhappily: "What are you laughing at... hum..."

Qin Sheng suppressed his smile, got up and cleared his throat, and said, "The second round of competition in the proving ground is about to start, so Qin will take his leave first!"

"That's right." Qin Sheng stopped at the door, turned around and said, "I heard that the crab cakes in the Wuque Inn in the city are delicious, and it's already noon now. You can go there and have a taste.”

"Okay, thank you Brother Qin for letting me know." Mu Changxian nodded.

Liu Qiu'an: "..."

"Come." Mu Changxian stretched out his hand to open the pastry box on the table, put a small square peach blossom cake in Liu Qiuan's hand, and said, "First eat a piece of pastry to fill your stomach."

Liu Qiuan took it with both hands, gnawing on it in small mouthfuls.

Mu Changxian pushed the decoction in front of him, and seeing his pitiful appearance, he couldn't help laughing, "I know you're afraid of bitter taste, so I put a lot of candy in it."

Liu Qiuan wrinkled his nose, trying to reason: "I'm not sick!"

"You lost a lot of blood yesterday. This is for your body. Drink it obediently, otherwise I won't take you to taste the crab cakes."

Before the words finished, there was a gurgling sound. Liu Qiuan closed his eyes tightly and drank the soup in the bowl.

He raised the back of his hand to wipe his mouth, looked up at Mu Changxian, and said anxiously, "Can you take me there..."

"Hmm..." Mu Changxian put away his surprised expression, took out a brocade handkerchief that he had prepared in advance, wiped his tender lips carefully, and wiped the back of his hands, telling him: "Next time, don't wipe it with your hands." Mouth."

Liu Qiu'an muttered, "I'm happy for my husband!"

Mu Changxian smiled slightly and went to get Mao Qiu.

Unknowingly, Liu Qiuan was wrapped into a fluffy "ball" by him

Inside the Wuque Inn.

On the second floor by the window, Liu Qiu'an was holding a black-glazed teacup, his slender fingers looked even paler.

He looked sideways at the scenery outside the window, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, half of his eyes covered with autumn water.

He sat quietly, like a pearl in the gravel, resigned from the world and independent.

No one knew that this beauty was complaining in a low voice: "It is troublesome to have no internal strength, and you have to wear so many clothes to keep out the cold!"

"This is already the fifth cup of tea I've had. Why hasn't Mu Changxian come back yet?" Liu Qiu'an stroked the cup, slumped his shoulders uninterestedly, and said, "I'm about to starve to death..."

He looked out of the window again, the cold wind got into his collar, he put down the tea cup, and tightened the fur collar.

The soft fur rested on his fair and flawless cheeks.

At this time, the clerk of the inn came to serve the food. Seeing that he was alone, he couldn't help talking: "Hey, guest officer? Why are you alone? Where did that young man in white go?"

Liu Qiu'an closed the window lattice angrily, and threw all the money left by Mu Changxian on the table to the waiter.

"Good question! I want to know too! Damn...the money is all given to you!"

"Ah! Thank you, young master! Thank you very much!" The man quietly weighed the weight in his hand, he was overjoyed, thanked him non-stop, and quickly withdrew.

Looking at the table full of delicacies, Liu Qiu'an felt depressed all by himself, and was entangled in his heart: "Should we wait for him to come back and eat together? Or should we eat first without waiting for him?"

He stared at the plate of crab cakes on the table, suddenly pouted and said, "Don't tell me where you go,...don't leave a single crab cake for him!"