The priest is a loser

Liu Qiu'an lay on his body, breathing softly on his chest, which made him feel unstable again and his heart itched unbearably. "No, you can take it off after I take a bath and finish dressing!" Liu Qiu'an half-closed her peach eyes and said in an uncompromising tone. "Okay..." Mu Changxian was a little lost, and raised his hand to tighten the white moon belt tied behind his head, covering his eyes.Seeing his funny movements, Liu Qiu'an couldn't help pursing her lips into a seductive arc, and her hands, as soft as catkins, held back the open plain clothes for him.

However, there was no trace of trace on his body, but he made a mess of himself.Liu Qiu'an put away his smile, stared sullenly at the man in front of him, tore off the clothes he just tied up, and gnawed on his shoulder.

"Hiss—" This time it really hurts. Mu Changxian was bitten several times by an unwilling leader.He didn't stop until the root of his teeth became soft after biting, and smashed his mouth contentedly.

Then he counted the neat tooth marks he had left on his body with his fingertips, and whispered: "One, two... six..."

Mu Changxian hugged him tightly as if punishing him, carried him around the screen, and returned to the bed, leaving behind the screen the beautiful spring scenery, as well as the forgotten orange cat on the flower cabinet and the jade pendant and wooden plaque. box.

As soon as he touched the bed, Liu Qiuan escaped from Mu Changxian's arms like a fish meeting water, and wrapped himself in the quilt, only revealing a satisfied face.Kicked Mu Changxian, who had leaned halfway over, through the quilt, "My leader is going to take a bath now."

Mu Changxian was silent for a few breaths, then suddenly raised his hand and pulled off the belt that was blindfolded. Liu Qiuan, who was quick-sighted and quick-witted, shivered and quickly curled up and buried himself in the bedding. The movement was so fast that Mu Changxian only had time to see an afterimage. , he couldn't help laughing, and the low laughter reached Liu Qiuan's ears. He puffed up his cheeks angrily, then moved his body wrapped in the bedding, bumped into Mu Changxian who was beside him, and jumped out of the bedding. A muffled voice came out: "What are you laughing at! Don't laugh! Play Kai!"

"I..." Mu Changxian held back his smile, "I have to be able to see to prepare bath water for you, the leader."

Liu Qiuan was so aggrieved that Mu Changxian leaned over and supported his head with one hand, feeling his body tense suddenly.

He paused, hesitated to speak, then slightly bent the corners of his mouth, and kissed deeply and deeply on the place where the quilt covered his head.

"It's almost time for me to go to the banquet. You have a good rest. I will ask the servant to bring you the bath water and lunch. You must finish your lunch. You can't be picky eaters, otherwise there will be no red bean cakes to eat." He said to the people inside through the quilt Liu Qiu'an said softly, "...I will be back as soon as possible, huh?"

Liu Qiu'an blinked and moved his eyes. Under the dark bedding, he could vaguely see the bloody totem on his forearm, which recorded the dark past.

Sour spring water gushed out of my heart for no reason, even gushing around my eye sockets.Regardless of whether Mu Changxian could see it or not, he nodded to himself in the quilt.

The bed suddenly lightened, and it was Mu Changxian who left. Liu Qiuan pricked up his ears, and after a while, quietly poked out a pair of eyes.

His eyes touched Mu Changxian's back like a jade tree. He was tying the red string wooden plaque to himself, engraved with the appearance of a beast's chi kiss. In Liu Qiu'an's view, the appearance of the dragon's head and fish's tail was really funny.

Among the various sects and families in the Jianghu, he only loves the Baize family crest in Duan's Villa, which has a lion's body, two horns on the head, and hair like frost and snow dyed all over.

It's really pleasing to the eye, Liu Qiu'an was thinking wildly, and when he came back to his senses, he suddenly found that Mu Changxian was holding the red coat in one hand and the small box in the other, with a fluffy cat on his forearm, walking this way Come.

Liu Qiuan subconsciously closed his eyes, like an ostrich burying its head in the sand, deceiving itself.

The fluffy thing rubbed against the skin around the eyes, he opened his eyes itching unbearably, rubbed his face on the pillow, the soft cat blocked his normal sight, he could only see Mu Changxian With the moving arms, I guessed in my heart, are you folding clothes?

He sighed again, ah... this "old lady" character that can't be changed.

He began to imagine that Mu Changxian, who was about 17 years old, hated iron and steel, taught the youngsters in the Qingfeng sect, and chased them to practice kung fu tiredly.

"Pfft—" Thinking about it, he couldn't help laughing.

Mu Changxian folded Liu Qiuan's clothes and was fastening his sword around his waist. Hearing the sound, he looked at the trembling quilt strangely and raised his eyebrows.