The priest is a loser

Qin Sheng, who was stunned for a while, recalled it, and suddenly guessed something: "...Are you going to take him with you tomorrow?"

"Yeah." Mu Changxian nodded, looked at Qin Sheng's face, knew that he had misunderstood, and added: "I promised not to leave him."

Qin Sheng just wanted to say, you elm head!Do you promise to do it! , the words with immoral thoughts on his lips were swallowed by himself, and he thought for a while and said: "Then you are so thoughtful, if he is really Liu Zian, I don't believe that he has no intention to hang around you like this. You say he Poison,...my younger brother knows some tricks, I have already written to tell him, and I will tell you when he has some clues." Qin Sheng paused, and then said: "Could it be that he stayed here on purpose? By your side, let me detoxify him with your hands."

And Mu Changxian didn't even think about it: "Impossible."

Qin Sheng really wanted to roll up his sleeves and hit his head hard, but he could only think about it.Then he turned his back, and he became serious again just now, the folding fan made the black hair on his sideburns dance wildly to the side, and he clicked his tongue a few times in an incoherent manner: "The color makes the mind faint~"

Mu Changxian: "..."

Watching Qin Sheng leave, Mu Changxian was the only one left in the empty room, and there was only the occasional movement of birds fluttering down and resting their feet at the window that was opened upwards.

Once people calm down, they will always start to remember.

Mu Changxian filled the glass with wine again, and couldn't help replaying the scene in the bath in his mind, the hotness that had been forcibly suppressed just now was about to rise.

He quickly cut off the fragments in his mind, drank the wine in the glass in one gulp, and stared at the mouth of the glass for a while.

After regaining his senses, he got up and brought a pen, ink and paper from the table next to him, picked up the pen filled with ink, and began to write a letter to his brother Si Kou Shi on the clean white letter paper to report his safety.

About half a cup of tea time, there was suddenly the sound of footsteps walking back and forth at the door, and it sounded that the owner of the footsteps was a little hesitant.

But Mu Changxian didn't take it seriously, signed the letter for the last time, put down his pen, folded the letter paper, and got up to deliver the letter to the people in Fengyulou.

The door opened, the sound of footsteps finally stopped, and when Mu Changxian saw someone coming, the hand holding the door frame moved, and he resisted not to slam the door and retreated.

Liu Qiu'an was wearing a white undergarment, with a red dress that was not completely dry on his shoulders, and his white hair was hanging half dry behind him.Unexpectedly, Mu Changxian came out suddenly. He was stunned for a while, then quickly raised the corner of his mouth, and took out the saber hidden behind him: "You left behind!"

"...Thank you."

Mu Changxian took it with no expression on his face, and the atmosphere dropped a few more points. Liu Qiuan touched the back of his head without knowing it, thinking that Mu Changxian might still be angry.So he lowered his head and brewed his emotions.

At this moment, Mu Changxian pursed his lips, "Why don't you dry your hair first?"

Liu Qiu'an raised his head, heaved a sigh of relief first, immediately pushed his nose to his face, and retorted vaguely: "Didn't you wipe it off too?"

Which pot is not opened and which pot is lifted... Mu Changxian's eyelids twitched, he dragged him into the room, and turned around to get the towel that attacked Qin Sheng just now.

Liu Qiuan curled her lips, and found that Mu Changxian was wearing Qin Sheng's clothes, with dragon patterns on the black clothes, but the arrangement of the dragon patterns on it was different from that on Qin Sheng's clothes.

And Liu Qiu'an was not interested in these details, staring at Mu Changxian's open neckline until he brought over the towel, then blinked and said in a startling sentence:

"Hero Mu is in good shape."

As soon as he finished speaking, his face was covered by a towel. Liu Qiuan tore off the towel angrily, and seeing Mu Changxian's warning smile, he picked up the towel and covered his head slowly as if he was leaking air. , I smelled a faint smell of alcohol during the movement, and my eyes lit up:

"Did you just drink?"

"Ok?"

Liu Qiu'an said weakly: "I also want..."

Mu Changxian glanced at the empty wine glass, pushed it towards Liu Qiuan, met his suspicious eyes, and explained unhurriedly: "No, you should smell it first."

Seeing Liu Qiuan pick up the wine glass in a daze and shake it, Mu Changxian curled his mouth and said before Liu Qiuan had any seizures, "Give the coat to the servant, we will stay here for one night today, and leave at midnight tomorrow. "

After reacting, Liu Qiuan put down his wine glass, and when he heard the last sentence, he immediately frowned, his face full of resistance: "Mao Shi? No! I can't wake up!"

"...Then take a break earlier"

"No!" Liu Qiu'an suddenly covered his heart, looking haggard. "Oops, I feel... I feel that the poison has entered my internal organs... Cough, cough."

Mu Changxian: "..."

"May I ask what time the Master Liu wakes up on weekdays?"

"Well... I haven't seen the sun during the day for a long time, oh... except today..."

Mu Changxian was silent for a while, Liu Qiuan raised his face to look at him, and asked cautiously, "What's the matter?"