The priest is a loser

The two re-entered from the main entrance of the Fengyu Building. Since they had just woken up from a long sleep and were startled by Liu Qiuan who fell from the third floor, Mu Changxian had to tie up his long hair in a hurry in the future. satin-like spread to his waist

Liu Qiuan stared blankly from behind. Although Mu Changxian walked very slowly, Liu Qiuan trotted a few steps before running in front of him, turned to face him, and walked backwards.Sure enough, he found that his broken hair was still tied at the end of Mu Changxian's hair.

Mu Changxian smiled and put his hands behind his back, letting him look at him.

However, inside the building are all people from the rivers and lakes, holding knives, guns or swords and halberds, group by group.Mu Changxian was always on guard in case Liu Qiuan accidentally bumped into someone or fell to the ground.

While walking, the strand of severed hair shook up and down, very funny.Liu Qiu'an bit his lower lip and suppressed a smile, thinking ecstatically, "Wouldn't it be nice to tie a bow tie!?"

"Hmm!" Just as he was thinking of entering Pianpian, his right hand was held by Mu Changxian. His hand was cold, and in these days at the end of summer, it made people feel like they were in the dead of October.

It should be caused by the injuries of the past few days...

Liu Qiuan felt a little distressed. "Just slightly!" He emphasized in his heart!

Mu Changxian stepped up the steps. The golden teak wood under the white boots was shiny, with elegant and sinuous lines.

Liu Qiuan still stood still, Mu Changxian looked sideways at him, his eyes touched the coquettish red lotus embroidered on the veil, covering half of his face, Mu Changxian greedily hoped that the flower hidden under the veil Tolerance, no longer seen by others.

Best of all, he's all his, inside and out.

Mu Changxian shook the hands they held, and said with a light smile, "Who are you obsessed with this time?"

Liu Qiuan came back to his senses, met his gaze, smiled shortly, and stepped up the steps beside him.Mu Changxian clenched his hand tightly, with a lingering smile on his lips, and the two walked up to the second floor hand in hand.

"Hmm..." Liu Qiu'an dragged the end badly, his eyes were bent and his head was slightly raised to look at Mu Changxian beside him: "...I was interrupted by you just now, I forgot everything, who am I thinking about?" ?”

"who?"

"Eh... I can't remember," Liu Qiu'an closed his eyes and shook his head, "I probably have to eat a snack made by a certain hero before I can remember..."

"I..." Before Mu Changxian finished speaking, Liu Qiuan hurriedly shouted:

"I want red bean cake! Sweet and glutinous red bean cake!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, and the warm light covering the corridor seemed to come from his eyes.

"..." Mu Changxian was stunned for a moment, then curled the corners of his mouth and nodded in response, "Okay."

The two returned to the house.

It's a pity that lunch is approaching, no matter how eager Liu Qiuan is, Mu Changxian refuses to let him have pastries as his staple food.

This time, Liu Qiu'an, the leader of the dignified Demon Cult, didn't roll around anymore, but angrily took the scissors and grabbed his strand of blue hair tied with his broken hair, and moved his fingers slightly, the dissatisfaction in his heart was released with the sound of scissors Disappeared in nothingness.

He stared at the two bundles of broken hair thoughtfully, and then carefully put them into the skirt of his clothes like treasures, and muttered, "It would be great if there was a kit..."

"Gift bag..." Mu Changxian murmured softly, quietly keeping his words in his heart.

"Yeah." Liu Qiu'an nodded, "It's better not to have embroidery, but red!"

"Do you like red that much?" Mu Changxian stretched out his hand to straighten the messy hair on the top of his head, and his fingertips unknowingly went around behind his ear, where the pendant with a veil hung, crystal clear like coral.

"Hmm!" Liu Qiuan turned his head vigilantly, the pendant like a drop of water was swaying, he grabbed his hand, "What are you doing?"

"I want to see you……"

"Look at me?" Liu Qiu'an pouted slightly, "It's only been two days and you don't remember what I look like?"

"Remember." As if feeling that it wasn't enough, Mu Changxian immediately added: "No matter which part of your body, I remember it."

After finishing speaking, he felt that something was wrong again, and he couldn't tell what was wrong, so he could only purse the corners of his mouth tightly and look at Liu Qiu'an with [-]% sincerity.

Liu Qiuan raised one eyebrow, his expression was particularly complicated.