The priest is a loser

dusk.

Qingfeng faction, in Mu Changxian's room.

Liu Qiu sat quietly in front of the table, holding a writing brush dipped in ink in his right hand, staring at the rice paper stained yellow by the sun on the table in a daze, the ink on the pen tip had soaked into a large pool of ink stains, he I didn't seem to notice it, and still maintained a sitting posture.

The exquisitely carved window lattice was wide open, and the evening wind swaggered across the window lattice, blowing his white hair hanging on his shoulders.

The fragrance of plum blossoms passed over the tip of his nose, Liu Qiuan blinked his eyes, he finally moved his body, and when he saw the wanton ink stains on the rice paper, he raised his eyebrows in surprise, then curled his lips as usual, and turned the brush Put it on the pen holder, and said to the people behind him nonchalantly: "Are you back?"

Mu Changxian closed the door and saw that the person sitting at the table seemed to be concentrating on it. He didn't want to disturb him, so he deliberately kept his movements light, but he didn't expect Liu Qiuan to have such a keen sense even though he had no internal energy.

Mu Changxian coughed lightly, and immediately replied with a nonchalant smile, "I've always been here."

"...Hmph." Liu Qiu'an obviously didn't like this, and didn't look back.

Mu Changxian came to his side, leaned over and asked, "Why are you unhappy?"

"Have you finished your dim sum?" Mu Changxian glanced at the dim sum he had put on the table in the morning, and was surprised to find that the plate of dim sum was still there. Put it back.

Liu Qiu'an said angrily: "In your eyes, am I just a naive ghost who can't be happy without snacks?"

"how come……"

"Humph."

"What are you doing in a daze?" Liu Qiuan clenched his fists tightly, as if desperately enduring something.

Mu Changxian picked him up from the round stool, hugged him in his arms, and stroked his pale face, "I was thinking about how to make you happy."

My heart was inexplicably agitated, and this agitation had lasted for several days, but the person in front of me didn't notice it. Liu Qiuan looked at his gentle eyes staring at her, and suddenly became very upset, and slapped his hand away: "Is imprisoned here. No one will be happy if I stay in this room for half a month! It’s pretty good that I haven’t committed suicide!”

"Don't talk nonsense." Mu Changxian immediately grabbed his wrist nervously, "Where is it imprisoned... Senior Dongfang told me that the death of the mother Gu made the state of the child Gu in your body very unstable, and your Gu poison was too strong. Shen, just in case, you try not to go out, and stay in your room to recuperate..."

Liu Qiuan stared up at his eyes, interrupted his words, and asked coldly: "So you locked me here? It's like a pet, let you play with it!"

"I..." Mu Changxian couldn't argue, Liu Qiuan forcefully pulled back his hand, "I think I almost tied my hands with a chain!"

After finishing speaking, he turned around and wanted to use the table to climb out of the window lattice.

Mu Changxian sensed his intentions and quickly pulled him back, "It's cool outside, and it might rain lightly at night... If you're bored by yourself, tomorrow I'll go to Tao Shuang and bring Chang'an back to be with you. "

Liu Qiu'an was dragged and fell into his arms, her long untied hair fell down her cheeks, and shadows fell on her browbones and eye sockets.

Mu Changxian said softly in an almost begging tone, "Are you okay?"

Liu Qiuan lowered his eyelashes, staring at him holding his hand firmly, and whispered lonely: "...won't you stay with me?"

Mu Changxian was slightly stunned, and Liu Qiuan imitated Mu Changxian's tone and replied to himself, "Of course, it's just that I've been busy recently, so I'll be with you later."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Mu Changxian who had nothing to say: "Hmph."

Mu Changxian clenched his fist and covered his mouth in embarrassment: "...It's almost there."

Liu Qiuan turned her head away and broke out of his embrace: "I'm going to take a bath."

"I'm going to boil some hot water."

"hurry up."

Mu Changxian quickly and skillfully prepared everything for Liu Qiuan.

The dense mist floated behind the screen, and Mu Changxian hung Liu Qiuan's changed clothes on the screen. Looking back, he saw Liu Qiuan leaning on the edge of the bathtub with his arms folded, staring at him intently. A baggy inner garment, revealing a large area of ​​snow-white skin in the wet mist.

"What are you still doing here?" Liu Qiuan asked

"Don't wash for too long, it's not good for your health." Mu Changxian warned, and left obediently.

"..." Liu Qiu'an opened his mouth, a look of disappointment flashed across his eyes, and then he angrily stripped off his clothes, making a sound that could be heard by people outside the screen in a fit of anger.

Elm head!

Mu Changxian put the wiped sword back into the scabbard and placed it on the table. He looked up at the night outside the window, and saw the light rain falling on the green tiles of the roof.

The sound of splashing water from behind the screen gradually disappeared. He closed the window lattice, stepped around the screen, and looked helplessly at the person who fell asleep in the bathtub.

The mist has dissipated and the water temperature has cooled slightly.

Mu Changxian gently carried him out of the water, wiped his body dry with a cloth towel, and then grabbed a coat and wrapped it around his body. Even though Mu Changxian's movements were very gentle, Liu Qiuan was still awakened by him. , maybe he wasn't asleep at all.

Realizing that she was being held in his arms, eyes half-opened, she raised her arms around his neck, and the other hand tugged at his clothes in a daze.

Mu Changxian kept his composure and stuffed him into the quilt, but Liu Qiuan suddenly pressed him down with force.

"Qiu'an... don't..." Mu Changxian moved his Adam's apple, and his calm expression finally showed some fluctuations, "Your current situation is unbearable."

"My own body, I know better than you." Liu Qiuan leaned over to lick the corners of his lips, narrowing his affectionate eyes.

Mu Changxian didn't move for a long time, the thing on his lower body was already too hard, Liu Qiuan impatiently tore off his outer clothes: "Do you want it! If you don't want it, I'll go find someone else!"

The world was turned upside down in front of his eyes, and the positions of the two were reversed in the blink of an eye. Liu Qiuan was forced to spread his legs apart before he realized that his eyes had appeared. Firmly covering the base of his thighs.

Mu Changxian lowered his head and pressed against his cheek, exhaling slowly, "Do you regret it?"

Liu Qiu'an really regretted it a bit, regretted that he shouldn't have taken the initiative to provoke this man who would turn into a beast at any time, who knows how many people he has deceived by his usually docile appearance.

But the matter has come to this point, the man looked down at him with a vague smile on the corner of his mouth, he could only speak hard to save his face, "Don't say no halfway through!"

Mu Changxian raised his eyebrows, Liu Qiuan's eyes darkened, his lips were tightly blocked by him, a strange feeling spread all over his body, and his legs couldn't help clamping his waist.

There was a storm in the house.

It is still raining lightly outside the house, and the cool raindrops kiss the petals of the plum blossoms that have just opened.

Liu Qiuan was sore all over, but the people around him breathed evenly, and could even feel the strong rise and fall of his chest, which seemed very comfortable.

"Hey."

"Ok?"

"You're pressing my hair!" Liu Qiu'an pushed his arm, trying to pull out his hair, while Mu Changxian turned over and hugged him into his arms, combing his hair with his slender and knuckle fingers.

Liu Qiuan snorted softly, buried her head in the crescent of his neck, and took a deep breath of his scent.

Mu Changxian kissed his hair softly: "I don't think you ate a few bites for dinner, are you hungry? Shall I make you something to eat?"

Liu Qiu'an shook his head, to be honest he really didn't have much appetite.

After being silent for a while, Liu Qiuan suddenly asked, "Who is that man in blue?"

"Huh?" Mu Changxian stopped what he was doing, and didn't react for a while.

Liu Qiu'an said sourly: "I saw you teaching him how to practice swords."

Mu Changxian suddenly realized that he was jealous?

"So you still sneaked out, right?" Mu Changxian said.

Liu Qiuan puffed up his cheeks in dissatisfaction: "...Is this the point?!"

Mu Changxian smiled and pinched his cheeks: "The one you mentioned is a good friend of senior brother, but senior brother won't be back until a few days later, and that one's money has been exhausted. Let him stay here first."

"We were just exchanging sword skills that day."

"..." Liu Qiu'an felt a lot of joy in his heart, but he refused to let this guy go, so he said, "You didn't come back last night!"

"I'm going to accept the reward order. The income and expenditure of the Qingfeng faction are a little tight recently. ... I left you a note to say this, and I pressed it under the paperweight on the table. I thought you would see it."

Liu Qiu'an turned his head away and murmured: "Isn't it just a lack of money, just hand me over to the Wulin League."

Mu Changxian smiled and said, "Your arrest warrant is already worthless."

Mu Changxian recalled Liu Qiuan's unpredictable actions before, and seemed to understand something, and said in surprise, "So you just...?"

A sense of shame of being exposed filled his heart, Liu Qiu'an smashed the pot and said nonsense loudly: "Yes, yes, yes! I was making trouble for no reason just now! I just wanted to get your attention! You big bastard! "

Mu Changxian hugged his flexible waist tightly, and couldn't hide his joy in his eyes: "You don't need to attract my attention, you just need to stand quietly, and you have already taken all my soul away."

"..." Liu Qiu'an closed his mouth and stared into Mu Changxian's eyes, as if wondering if he was lying. Mu Changxian bent his clear eyes and stared back at him intently.

Liu Qiu'an was defeated in an instant, his ears were reddish, and he said inappropriately: "Smart words! Only ghosts believe you..."

Mu Changxian only raised the corners of his lips slightly, quietly looking at his red ears that were about to bleed.

"How about setting our wedding on the tenth day of the first lunar month?"

Liu Qiu'an was about to fall asleep, but Mu Changxian's sudden words frightened the sleepiness away: "What?"

Mu Changxian didn't take it seriously, but raised his eyebrows: "Aren't you trying to play tricks?"

"What's wrong? What wedding? I didn't promise to marry you!" Liu Qiu'an said nervously.

There is no psychological preparation for a sudden wedding or something!

"Really? How do I remember that you agreed."

"You promised me in your dream without permission!"

Mu Changxian pursed his lips tightly, as if he was seriously remembering, and muttered to himself again: "Then what should I do, the invitations have been sent out."

"What!?" Liu Qiuan opened his eyes wide, looking at the innocent expression of the person in front of him, "You did it on purpose! Didn't you?"

Mu Changxian smiled generously and admitted: "Yes."

Liu Qiu'an was out of breath, and at the same time felt a burst of anxiety and a little bit of happiness.

What an inexplicable emotion.

He buried himself in the quilt unspeakably, and if he still had the strength, he would definitely kick the man who was grinning to his ears out of the bed.