The Sick Villain is Crazy and Wild: Unlimited Traveling Through Books for Freedom

This temple fair seems to be Luo Yichu's company with Mu Han, but in fact it is Mu Han's company with Xiaoguoshi.

Mu Han's expression was calm the whole time, but Luo Yichu's expression under the veil was very excited.

Luo Yichu looked at the snacks all the way, and when he passed in front of them one by one, he just felt pain in the flesh.

He swallowed wildly.

I really want to cook!

So hungry.

Every time a snack is passed, Luo Yichu will ask Mu Han: "Your Highness, do you want to eat?"

Mu Han shook his head all the way.

His appetite is not strong at all, eating in front of the little national teacher, wouldn't it be even more murderous.

But seeing his licking his lips under the veil, Mu Han expressed that he wanted to eat him more.

In his eyes, the little national teacher is more attractive than any delicious food.

Muhan's Adam's apple rolled.

Luo Yichu watched his Adam's apple rolling, followed his line of sight to look back, and landed on the uncle selling candied haws.

emmm...

The kid would save him money.

"Your Highness, would you like to eat candied haws?"

Mu Han: ...

He didn't want to eat candied haws, he wanted to eat Xiao Guoshi.

When Luo Yi first saw that he was silent, he thought the child was reserved and embarrassed to speak, so he bought two strings for him.

Mu Han looked at the candied haws in his hand, pursed his lips and remained silent.

In his life, he never thought that he would eat this stuff.

"Thank you, Master Guoshi."

"Your Highness, try it.

Sweet and sour, but delicious. "

Under Luo Yichu's expectant gaze, Mu Han opened his mouth and took a bite of the sugar coating.

Sugar-coated sweet, a little greasy.

Under the expectation of the little national teacher, he took another bite.

As he said, sweet and sour.

It tastes surprisingly good.

Seeing the change in his expression, Luo Yichu's brows and eyes curved accordingly.

This child is so pitiful, he has never eaten candied haws.

After playing almost, the two went home in a carriage.

On the way back in the carriage, the carriage bumped all the way, and Luo Yichu was so jolted that he fell asleep.

At last he fell asleep with his elbows on his knees and his fists on his forehead.

Mu Han saw that the little master was asleep, and swallowed the sugar stains on his lips.

Mu Han pursed his lips, and leaned his head closer to the thin lips of the little national teacher.

When Luo Yichu was sleepy, he felt something covered his lips, and he licked it almost instinctively.

Soft, a little bomby, with a touch of sweetness.

Fudge.

Luo Yichu opened his lips, opened his mouth and bit Mu Han's lower lip.

Under Mu Han's eyelashes, the dark pupils were a little deep, and he spread his clenched hands on the back of the little national teacher's head, and gave him the sweetness in his mouth.

Luo Yichu's teeth were filled with a touch of sweetness.

Recently, he has been drinking light snow water, and he almost forgot what it tastes like, sour, sweet, bitter and spicy.

He was greedy for that sweetness, and took the initiative to seduce Mu Han.

The corners of Mu Han's mouth turned up a little, wishing to swallow the goblin Xiao Guoshi into his stomach.

When he was about to arrive at the National Teacher's Mansion, Ah Cai reminded him in a low voice, and then Mu Han slowly let go of his lips.

The lips parted, Luo Yichu let out a displeased mouth, and fell asleep on Mu Han's shoulder.

"Master National Teacher, His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, here we are."

Mu Han picked up the little national teacher with his arms around his waist, and put the veiled hat on the little national teacher's head.

Little master, go home.

When Mu Han hugged Luo Yichu back home, he opened his eyes in a daze.

When he opened his eyes, he found that his whole body was suspended in the air.

He raised his hand to push away the white veil in front of him, and met Mu Han's dim eyes in the backlight.

Glancing at him, Luo Yichu turned his gaze around.

When did you return to the National Teacher's Mansion?

"Your Highness, let me down.

It doesn't make sense now. "