The remaining money is at most two bowls of white water noodles, can you eat it, girl?

Xie Zhiwei had no choice but to lose face, and sincerely said, "Poor Daoists don't have that much money." For an expert like me, money is like dung, and what is needed is character.

Only then did Mu Qi realize that Xie Zhiwei's clothes had burrs on the corners. He usually sees Xie Zhiwei with an aperture, but now he realizes that Master was so embarrassed. But he bought Candy Man for him, and also bought it for Qiu Chongyun for his sake.

"Oh?" Qiu Chongyun was not disappointed, and smiled generously: "It doesn't matter, the slave family can ask the Taoist priest to repay the kindness of the Taoist priest for the upbringing of the nephew. The Taoist priest is not polite."

Xie Zhiwei nodded and said, "Thank you so much."

Xie Zhiwei experienced the feeling that everything he wanted came true, and Qiu Chongyun really brought his master and apprentice to the restaurant in the center of Feihua Town, and ordered a full table.

It wasn't because she took a fancy to Mu Qian.

So this inexplicably invited people to dinner, there is always a feeling of "nothing to be courteous, not a traitor or a thief", Xie Zhiwei thought it was strange.

The location of this restaurant is very good. Downstairs is a market with people coming and going. Although it is noisy, due to the high floor, there is not so much noise in the ears.

After Qiu Chongyun ordered the dishes, he said that he was dizzy with hunger, and leaned on the mahogany couch and closed his eyes to rest himself.

Xie Zhiwei slandered, your Demon Sect usually doesn't pay attention to inedia, and you're starving to death, right?

He sat far away at the other corner of the table, drinking tea slowly.

There is time, as long as you can catch up with the finale at the end of the Buddhist and Taoist Conference and be amazed, you will be fine.

The male protagonist accompanies all the scenes, and there is nothing to watch.

Mu Hao sat beside Xie Zhiwei, drinking tea with his head down.

He is very satisfied now. Xie Zhiwei has always pushed him to practice these few days, and the assignments have become more and more heavy, so that he can't always find a chance to approach. don't want Qiu Chongyun to give him a good opportunity.

Mu Hao couldn't help but leaned closer to Xie Zhiwei. He had nothing to say, "Master, it must be very lively to ascend to the Sky City today."

Xie Zhi smiled and asked him, "Why, do you want to go back and have a look?"

Mu Hao shook his head: "No, no, disciples don't like to join in the fun."

Where can you get the role if you don't join in the fun, what is your self-consciousness as a male protagonist?

Xie Zhiwei smiled again and said nothing. He was suddenly a little puzzled. He had already waited for two sticks of incense, and not a single dish was served. How bad is the service in this store?

Xie Zhiwei stood up deliberately, and when he saw Mu Hao got up in a panic, he said to him warmly, "You sit down, because the teacher is just getting old, get up and move around."

He has lived in this body for hundreds of years, but his appearance remains in his youth. Although his temperament is calm and mature on weekdays, it is still very inconsistent to say such words of leaning on the old and selling the old.

He walked to the window and really started to stretch his arms, turning his waist twice. The wind was blowing through the window, and his clothes were light and fluffy, and his back looked extra thin.

Mu Hao's eyes changed, he picked up the tea bowl and took two sips before whispering, "How old is Shizun?"

Qiu Chongyun got up from the couch with a "squeak", his eyes blurry as if he had just woken up. She rubbed her eyes and looked at Xie Zhiwei, "Why did the Taoist stand up, tsk, what's going on in this store, after waiting for so long, not a single dish was served!"

She frowned and came over to fill Xie Zhiwei's tea bowl, "Don't worry, Taoist priest, I'll urge you to drink tea first."

Seeing that the bowl of tea was brought to him, Xie Zhiwei waved his hand and said, "No need." If you drink it again, you will be full, and you will not be able to eat those hard vegetables...

Qiu Chongyun said with a smile, "The Daoist is polite." She insisted on sending it to Xie Zhiwei's mouth, but Xie Zhiwei ducked aside, pushing and shoving for some reason. , and immediately got wet from the neckline to the waist.

The tea bowl made a crisp cracking sound on the ground.

"Ouch." Qiu Chongyun bit the handkerchief in his hand and hurriedly stepped forward to check, "The slave family is clumsy, it doesn't matter to the Taoist priest, right?"

"It's okay." Xie Zhiwei instinctively stepped back, looked down, and saw that the tea leaves were all over his body.

A thought suddenly appeared in his heart - this woman did it on purpose, absolutely.

"Master, don't hide, let the slave's house clean." Qiu Chongyun angrily pulled him back, picked up the veil and greeted him, but was pushed away by Mu Qi who came over.

In an instant, Mu Hao's immature body seemed to be like a big mountain, Qiu Chongyun was hit by him and fell to the couch on the other side.

She was dizzy and was about to sit up when Mu Qian's eyes swept across her lightly.

"Aunt Yun, it's more suitable for me to serve as a disciple."

Qiu Chongyun froze in his heart, then lay back on the couch lazily, and laughed again: "My nephew is really filial, so I'll leave it to you."

Only then did Mu Hao put away his gaze, turned around and put the silk cloth on Xie Zhiwei's shirt, carefully wiping it.

Xie Zhiwei couldn't care less about the look in their eyes, looking into the distance through the window.

The sky is clear today, and you can see Dengtiancheng looming on the top of the mist-shrouded mountain.

It's not far from Dengtian City. It stands to reason that the big bell of Dengtian City will ring at the end of each round of discussion. With his ear, he can hear a movement.

It was quiet now.

Seeing that Xie Zhiwei was just looking at the outside in a trance, Mu Qi suddenly became more daring.

The front of the front has been wiped clean, but he wiped it back here again. He pulled up one side of his shirt and wiped the tea stains on his hands carefully, but his eyes were looking in through the seam of the shirt.

It was hot, Xie Zhiwei only wore this single coat, and Mu Qi could clearly see his collarbone.

He was so thin that his collarbone was clearly defined. However, due to the symmetry of the bones, it does not look rugged, but rather delicate.

Mu Hao thought to himself that it was not far from what he had dreamed of, and even more beautiful.

What about down?

What about further down?

What is it like?

Mu Qi's Adam's apple moved up and down, and tossed to Xie Zhiwei's waist. Almost piece by piece picking up the tea leaves there, moving as slowly as a snail.

Xie Zhiwei's waist was thinner than he had guessed. It's hard to imagine that the person who took him to ride the wind with his sword in the past had such a clean body.

If this body was fortunately held in his arms, would it be weak and boneless, or would it be upright?

He guessed so, and finally couldn't help it, and stretched his hand to Xie Zhiwei's waist.

Xie Zhiwei was ticklish, and his body suddenly stiffened.

Mu Qi was so frightened that his hands shook, and the cloth was almost unsteady. When he raised his head, he met Xie Zhiwei's questioning gaze: "Is it wet here too?"

"No, just splashed with tea leaves." Mu Kai calmly folded the silk cloth, stood up straight and said, "I have already wiped it off for the master, and the disciple will wash it."

Xie Zhiwei nodded: "Go, don't run around."

"Yes, Master." Mu Kui exited the elegant room with his head lowered, and he did not forget to give her another warning look when he passed by Qiu Chongyun.

Qiu Zhongyun cleared his throat and lowered his head to play with the ring on his hand.

Only then did Mu Qi close the door. He asked the shop assistant to find out the location of the well, and was about to go to wash the silk cloth.Seeing a few bamboos planted in the courtyard, Mu Hao subconsciously reached out and touched it, the bamboo was thin and swayed twice by the slight movement.

Mu Qi suddenly remembered Xie Zhiwei's reaction when he just touched his waist.

His eyes suddenly became deep, and he raised his head and called out to Xiao Er in a hoarse voice, "Where is the toilet?"

In the room, Xie Zhiwei noticed that Mu Hao had gone far, so he asked Qiu Chongyun: "The girl is deliberately picking a poor man today, right?"

"Ah?" Qiu Chongyun raised his head and said blankly, "Why did the Taoist priest say that? Oh... I seem to hear you say that there is a conference today, is it so coincidental?"

Xie Zhiwei glanced at the empty dining table and sighed, "Miss today is a poor way, and she deliberately uses various means to delay the time. It's really good intentions."