The priest is a loser

Mu Changxian opened the curtain of the car, and before he saw anyone, he heard a mellow belch. Liu Qiuan held a piece of soft snack and looked at him blankly. Mu Changxian came in and sat on Liu Qiuan's body. Beside him, he glanced at the empty plate and said, "Are you the reincarnation of a starving ghost?"

Qin Sheng also got into the car immediately, and he sat across from the two of them in a black dress with a pattern. Hearing this, he opened his fan: "Brother Chang Xian, what's your name? It's good to be full, right? Isn't it right? This young man?"

Liu Qiu'an raised his eyebrows, his Adam's apple rolled up and down to swallow the sweets, his eyes wandered in front of Qin Sheng holding a holed folding fan, and he tried not to let himself laugh out loud: "...um."

The obvious horizontal and vertical scratches on the fan must have been cut out by Mu Changxian with his sword. Most likely, he couldn't wait to prevent it and could only inject his inner strength into the fragile folding fan and use it as a weapon to resist.Undoubtedly, it is the Yundian Qin family who can have such ability.

Liu Qiu'an was thinking about it, when he suddenly felt a gaze and turned his head to look.Seeing that he was discovered, Mu Changxian's face sank like water, causing a layer of waves, but only for a moment, he calmly looked away.This time it was Liu Qiu'an's turn to stare at Mu Changxian. He first looked at the dim sum in his hand and then at the empty plate, then opened his eyes slightly with a sudden realization, and brought the dim sum to Mu Changxian's mouth like a generosity, saying: :"Give!"

"Huh?" Mu Changxian turned his head and looked at Liu Qiu'an suspiciously.

Seeing this, Qin Sheng couldn't help but click his tongue: "Brother Chang Xian, this flower-folded goose cake is made by a famous baker in the southwest, and only a few baskets are produced every month."

"Ah?" Liu Qiu'an bit her lower lip when she heard that, with a pitiful and lovely look on her face, "Then I..."

Qin Sheng waved the folding fan, and said indifferently: "Hey, there are only a few on this plate, and the rest are still below." He tapped the hollow table with the handle of the fan, and suddenly remembered that he still didn't know the name of this person, Chi Lai cupped his hands: "Oh, by the way, I forgot to ask the son's name. I'm Qin Sheng, the owner of the Wind and Rain Building of the Qin Clan in Xiayundian."

Liu Qiu'an took advantage of Mu Changxian's opening his mouth to speak, quickly stuffed the snack into his mouth, and then replied quite tactfully: "I have admired the name of the landlord Qin for a long time, Liu Qiu'an has no teacher and no school."

Mu Changxian coughed a few times and covered his mouth with the back of his hand, feeling really tired.

Liu Qiuan observed him from the corner of his eye. At this time, his peach blossom eyes narrowed slightly, and the corners of his eyes were tinged with a smile. He looked like a bad fox who succeeded in mischief. Show your teeth and claws.

"Mr. Liu, please take a look." Qin Sheng tapped the table three times with the body of the fan, the table split into two pieces and moved to the side, exposing everything inside, and the broken folding fan almost bowed because of it.

The ice fog is looming, and it feels like a treasure in the middle of midsummer.

Liu Qiuan looked curious, his white hair made his cherry-like lips even redder, Mu Changxian's hand holding the tea paused, his expression was a little subtle, Liu Qiuan leaned over to look at the 'little ice cellar', yes There are various dim sum inside.Starlight.

Before he was about to drool, Mu Changxian retaliated, "Don't freeze your brain."

Liu Qiu'an refused to listen, and drilled in a little more, some white hair rested on the edge of the table, half of which could not fall off.

Qin Sheng laughed in a good mood and said, "If you like it, Qin will give it to you, and treat it as a friend."

Upon hearing this, Liu Qiu'an shifted his gaze to Qin Sheng: "Really? But I don't have anything to give back to Lord Qin right now."

"Brother Liu's words are off the mark. As long as Brother Liu forgives Qin for mistaking you for a daughter, it will be the best return. Besides, Mr. Liu is beautiful, and the empress Li who was so beautiful in the previous dynasty is still the current one. Miss Rong and Young Master Yue are afraid that they will lose their color in front of Young Master Liu. Young Master Liu deserves these four words." Qin Sheng said slowly, flapping his broken fan.

Liu Qiuan tilted his head slightly, his white hair flowing down softly rested on his shoulders, his impeccable facial features were obscured by the ice mist in front of him, making them more mysterious and soft.

Qin Sheng paused and continued: "Brother Liu is such a beauty that you can't forget at first glance, Qin has no impression. Could it be that she is a hermit?"

Liu Qiu'an brushed back the broken hair at the side of her temples, and said in her heart: Are feelings going around in circles to find out about me?

"Me," Liu Qiu'an thought for a while, then glanced at Mu Changxian who was at the side, and smiled maliciously: "It's his adoptive father."

Mu Changxian coughed and turned his gaze to Qin Sheng.

"I see." Qin Sheng smiled and narrowed his narrow eyes.

Mu Changxian felt a mouthful of hot blood gushing from his throat: "You..."

Qin Sheng shook his head feelingly, interrupted his words, and joked: "Brother Changxian is really a blessing, with such a beautiful and delicious adoptive father, he must be very good at eating, Qin is really envious of you!"

At this moment, the carriage stopped, and the old man called out from outside the carriage: "Lord."

"Okay." Qin Sheng put away his indecent tone, resisted the gaze that was about to make him linger, and said calmly: "Brother Changxian, Mr. Liu, Qin will go to deal with some chores in the building, and I will excuse you. These I'll ask someone to deliver the snacks to... eh?" Qin Sheng looked at Liu Qiu'an, Liu Qiu'an understood, and blurted out: "Qingfengpai!"

"Okay, send it to the Qingfeng faction." Qin Sheng smiled and glanced at Mu Changxian for the last time, put away the folding fan smartly, and got out of the car under the curtain that was raised for him.

Mu Changxian also got up, and said to Liu Qiuan word by word: "Go, my righteous father." Liu Qiuan followed behind calmly, climbing up the pole: "Be filial to your son."

Mu Changxian took a deep breath, silently reciting Buddhist scriptures with compassion in his heart.

Liu Qiu'an looked up, and there was a huge plaque hanging on it, with three strong characters written on it - 'Feng Yu Lou'.Facing the raging sun, the momentum is very compelling.Looking back, Mu Changxian had already gone a long way, Liu Qiuan had no choice but to catch up, his white hair dazzled in the sun, attracting many eyes for a while.

Liu Qiu'an glanced at Mu Changxian, always feeling that this person seemed to be in a bad mood, so he had nothing to say and said tentatively: "The Fengyu Building is here."

Mu Changxian: "This is just a separate building."

Liu Qiu'an: "Oh, where are you going?"

Mu Changxian: "The inn."

The tone of his voice was so steady that people couldn't see his mood. Liu Qiu'an stretched his waist, then shut his mouth and let him go.

Mu Changxian suddenly stopped: "I think you look like a person."

His breathing seemed to stop for a beat, and his faint voice did not exert pressure, but it made Liu Qiuan's feet suddenly feel like lead.

"Who?"

He carefully looked into Liu Qiuan's eyes, and continued: "Qinghe Liushi, the bloodthirsty Liu Zian." Liu Qiuan raised his eyes to look at him: "Huh?...Do you think I am Liu Zian?"

Mu Changxian didn't say a word, just looked at him quietly, and Liu Qiuan had a puzzled expression from the beginning to the end, he folded his arms: "You're blind, the name is similar, I'll be it!?" Before he left, he didn't forget to leave him with a blank stare.

Mu Changxian accepted the accompanying eyes without hesitation, gave a thoughtful 'hmm', and suddenly thought of something to hold Liu Qiuan to stop him: "Wait a minute."

"Oh." Liu Qiu'an glanced at his leaving back, and pouted.

When Mu Changxian came out of the shop, he saw Liu Qiuan tossing a small stone back and forth with his toes.The corners of his mouth, which had been calm all the time, couldn't help but curl up a little, and he stepped forward to cover his head with the curtain cap in his hand.

He said gently: "Let's go."

"Eh?" Liu Qiu'an carelessly lifted away layers of snow-like veils, which were as thin as cicada's wings, and put down the veils when he suddenly saw Mu Changxian's clean and comfortable smile.

...This, is this a beauty trick?