After entering the room, Mu Changting sat down on the round stool, first poured himself a glass of water, and gulped it down.
Xing Yusheng put his bag on the table and sat down next to him. Mu Changting poured another cup and pushed it in front of him with a very casual attitude, as if they usually get along like this.
The cold fingertips lightly touched the warm teacup, and slowly, it also became warmer.
Xing Yusheng lowered his eyelashes, bent his fingertips slightly, and clasped the teacup tighter. The place in his heart seemed to be scalded extremely by such a temperature.
Stretching out and standing up, Mu Changting opened the cabinet and rummaged inside, while muttering, "I'm so exhausted, I can sleep well tonight. Hey, there is only one bed, you sleep on it." Let’s make a bed, I’ll make a bed on the floor.”
After talking for a long time and no one responded, Mu Changting couldn't help turning his head and said, "Did you hear what I just said?"
Seeing that Xing Yusheng finally looked up at him, Mu Changting thought for a while, and explained with a smile: "Don't worry, I lied to them just now. I neither snore nor kick people when I sleep. I usually keep the same posture until dawn! It's not me Blow, they rushed to sleep next to me in Kagura Palace!"
The last sentence was very thick-skinned, but Mu Changting's expression remained unchanged from beginning to end.
His expression could be regarded as joyous, Xing Yusheng couldn't help but slightly curved his mouth, and then saw Mu Changting staring at him with wide eyes, as if silently saying: You can laugh too
Xing Yusheng ignored him, bowed his head and drank water silently.
Mu Changting seemed to be in a good mood, humming a tune and spread a bamboo mat on the floor, took out two quilts and threw them on the floor, rolled up his sleeves and was about to make the bed.
The boy's cold voice sounded: "Don't you think the wound is not painful enough? Let me do it."
After all, Xing Yusheng squatted down one step ahead of him, shook out the quilt slowly, and spread it carefully.
He obviously cared about the words, but why did he say them so coldly when they came out of his mouth
Mu Changting grinned, took two steps back and sat on the edge of the bed, his feet dangling leisurely.
Suddenly remembered something, he raised his arm and smelled the smell of sweat on his body, and couldn't help wrinkling his nose: "Oh, it stinks to death. After driving for three days, I don't even have a place to take a bath. I'd better ask the housekeeper for a basin Get some hot water, and at least wipe yourself off, or you won’t be able to sleep tonight.”
"Wait a minute." Xing Yusheng took the saber and followed him out the door with a serious expression, "Let's go together."
Just as Mu Changting was about to say no, he suddenly remembered that he was now in Danfeng Town. This place is very strange, so he had better be careful not to act alone. Mu Changting smiled and said kindly: "Okay, let's go!"
The housekeeper lived in Xiyuan, and he only pointed out the approximate location to them at that time, so Mu Changting could only go west with guesswork. It would be great if I could meet some maids and servants on the road, but they walked all the way, the entire Fan Mansion was silent, the road was empty, and there was no living person.
The red lanterns swayed with the night wind, and the footsteps of the two of them were particularly abrupt.
It was rare for Mu Changting to be quiet along the way. Xing Yusheng couldn't help turning his head slightly to look at Mu Changting. He looked ahead, raised his eyebrows triumphantly, and slightly raised the corners of his mouth, and said softly: : "Are you scared?"
Xing Yusheng's tone was flat: "Why should I be afraid?"
Mu Changting smiled meaningfully: "You are not afraid, then why do you keep peeping at me?"
Xing Yusheng was taken aback for a moment, then snorted coldly, and said, "I'm just checking to see if you're afraid."
Mu Changting said half-truthfully, "I'm afraid, you have to protect me!"
"Climbing along the pole" has always been one of Mu Changting's cheeky stunts, and even Fu Xifeng is often rendered speechless by him.
Unexpectedly, Xing Yusheng's eyes moved, his face was still cold, but he gave a very serious "um".
Mu Changting didn't flirt with anyone, so he suddenly felt bored.
However, Guan Xing Yusheng's expression could be that he is really scared, right
After walking for a while in silence, Mu Changting held back for a long time, and finally couldn't help but whispered: "Let me tell you, I used to love haunted houses and tell ghost stories the most! The ghost stories I tell are called a ghost story. It was full of ups and downs, when Fu Xifeng was a child, he was so frightened that he had to light a lamp for half a month when he went to sleep, should I tell you something?"
Seeing that he purposely resumed what he had just said, Xing Yusheng immediately understood.
Xing Yusheng pursed his lips, shook his head, looked at him with bright black eyes, and said, "No need."
Mu Changting chuckled: "How is it? Are you scared?"
Xing Yusheng nodded and said firmly, "I'm afraid."
Mu Changting was about to laugh at him when Xing Yusheng added indifferently: "However, I was afraid that you would scare me."
Mu Changting: "..."
This guy either speaks coldly, or chokes to death.
Turning around the corridor, Mu Changting was about to suggest whether he should go back first, but he couldn't find anyone after wandering around for so long, when suddenly a woman's soft and broken moan came from behind the arched moon gate in the garden path.
Mu Changting was stunned for a moment, and when he came to his senses, his blood surged, his face was burning hot.
Xing Yusheng frowned, and walked towards the source of the sound. Seeing him like this, Mu Changting immediately became alert and followed Xing Yusheng step by step.
Mu Changting waited with bated breath, seeing that he was getting closer and closer to the Gongyue Gate, a person suddenly jumped out from behind the stone wall!
The man's clothes were disheveled, and he was stunned when he saw the two of them. He lowered his head to tie his clothes in a panic, and a deep bloody wound flashed across his bare chest. Isn't this the uncle housekeeper they have been looking for all night!
Mu Changting's eyes widened, he was so embarrassed that he didn't know what to say.
The steward cupped his hands and bowed to them, and said in a low voice with an unnatural expression: "Good evening, the two little priests, why don't you take a good rest in your room, this... what's the matter?"
Mu Changting smiled: "It's nothing, I want you to ask for a basin of hot water to scrub. It's late at night, it's not easy to disturb the master's house, so I can only ask the housekeeper for help with the cheek."
The butler waved his hand, and said hastily: "The leader of the path is too much for me, I didn't think carefully, so I asked the kitchen to boil the water and send it to you one by one."
Mu Changting saluted and said with a smile, "It's troublesome, thank you uncle first." After a pause, Mu Changting pointed curiously at the courtyard behind the Gongyue Gate: "By the way, who lives behind the Gongyue Gate?" people?"
The butler said in a low voice: "It's our young master Xinna's Aunt Wang, but Aunt Wang is happy, if the two little priests are fine, then don't go here in the future."
Mu Changting hurriedly said: "Misunderstanding! We were looking for you, uncle housekeeper, but we didn't know the way very well, so we went astray. Be careful in the future!"
The housekeeper nodded and said with a smile: "So that's it. It's getting late, the two path leaders go back first, I'll have the water sent to you as soon as the water is boiled."
The two turned around and returned the same way, but the butler stood at the arched moon gate and squinted to watch them go away.
Mu Changting always felt that he was looking at him and his back was creepy, and his skin was covered with goosebumps.
The hot water was delivered quickly, Mu Changting took off his shirt, and wiped his body happily.
Xing Yusheng was sitting in front of the table, staring at a point in the void and meditating. Hearing the sound of rushing water, he raised his eyes casually for a glance, retracted them for a moment, and suddenly raised his head to look at Mu Changting.
Water drops meandered down the boy's white body, and quickly sank into the upturned buttocks. As he wiped, the thin muscles attached to his body shook slightly with his breathing.
The vertical and horizontal welts on the back have been recuperated for the past few days, and the color has become much lighter, but because of this, under the flickering candlelight, many imaginative colors have been added.
Xing Yusheng's throat rolled, and he even clearly heard the sound of "gurgling" when he swallowed his saliva.
He stood up in fright, his heart beat louder than ever, and he rushed out the door with a guilty conscience, his back flustered.
When Mu Changting heard the movement, he turned around inexplicably, only to see the swaying door.
I also want to ask him if he wants to wash it too, why run
Mu Changting curled his lips, took out a set of clean obscene clothes and changed into them, and happily lay down on the soft floor, sighing so comfortably, if it wasn't for the wound on his back still hurting, he couldn't help rolling on it Roll up.
The door was still open, and Mu Changting trembled in the night wind, just as he was about to get up to cover the door, Xing Yusheng came back. The two looked at each other, and Xing Yusheng staggered his eyes unnaturally, and said in a muffled voice, "Get up, go to bed, I'll sleep on the floor."
Mu Changting thought he was being polite to him: "It's okay, I'll just sleep here, it's quite comfortable."
Xing Yusheng frowned, and said: "The ground is very cold, and your injuries are still not healed. If you have a fever again later, neither of us need to sleep."
Mu Changting's health has always been good, and he doesn't think he is as delicate as he said, and he will get sick if he sleeps on the floor.
So he didn't move, even covered the quilt properly, closed his eyes, and muttered: "I don't have a fever, go to sleep, I'm not happy to let you sleep on the bed, is it? I think you are older than me For the sake of smallness, respect the old and love the young, do you understand?"
As soon as the voice fell, two footsteps rang in my ears.
Immediately afterwards, the quilt was lifted suddenly, and the cold wind poured in, making Mu Changting shiver with cold. you fucking...
Just about to start swearing at her mother, suddenly, the whole person was hugged up!
The young man's body was cool, with the faint fragrance of plum blossoms, pretty like him.
The feeling of being in the air was unreal. Mu Changting opened his eyes wide. The feeling of being treated like a woman made him feel ashamed and embarrassed.
But soon, he was thrown onto the bed by Xing Yusheng not so gently.
Mu Changting: "..."
Xing Yusheng leaned over, stretched out his hand and pulled the quilt to cover him, his long black hair hung down slightly, showing that the expression on his face at this moment was extraordinarily gentle.
Breathing together, he looked at Mu Changting's beautiful eyes that were shining brightly because of anger, and bent his lips in a good mood: "Well, you taught me, respect the 'old' and love the young."
With a wave of his hand, the candle flame was instantly extinguished.
He discovered that Xing Yusheng was not only quick at learning sword moves, he was also quick at learning how to tease people from him.
... really taught the apprentice, without the master! Mu Changting let out a long sigh on the bed.
He is also kind, and he is concerned about his injury anyway. Well, as for the quick talk... what kind of hero is that? Sooner or later, he will be beaten to the ground again and again in the martial arts arena!
With a beautiful imagination, he finally ushered in sleepiness in the dark.
The moonlight was gentle, outlining the quiet and sleeping face of the young man, with a faint smile on his mouth.
Xing Yusheng lay on his side, with his arms bent under his head, quietly watching Mu Changting, who was breathing gradually.
After a while, he slowly stretched out his hand, and touched Mu Changting's tall nose bridge and the corner of his smiling mouth in the air.