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

At the end of the dream, Mu Han lazily raised his closed eyes, looking at Hongqian not far away.

Hongqian blushed slightly, lowered her head shyly and timidly.

Luo Yichu was woken up by this dream, and when he woke up, he was covered in cold sweat.

How could he have such a dream?

With the shy and timid look in Hongqian's eyes in the dream, Luo Yichu only felt stuffy and blocked.

In the afternoon, when he was leading the chanting, he made frequent mistakes, so Luo Yichu was fined to copy the scriptures in the Discipline Hall again. Fortunately, he didn't hit the board this time.

When Luo Yi started copying books, he always felt that he couldn't concentrate, and he pressed the brush to his chin, feeling bored in every way.

Just when he was bored, he looked up and saw the sweet fruit from Houshan on the table, which had been washed.

Twilight cold!

Luo Yichu got up from the table excitedly, looked around, but couldn't find the villain's figure, his eyes gradually dimmed from starlight.

he's gone?

Luo Yichu took the sweet fruit and stuffed it into his mouth, feeling a bit bitter for some reason.

Stinky fox, where are people?

Seeing Luo Luo eagerly looking around for him, Mu Han curled his lips.

Sure enough, everything should not be too tight.

Ever since he knew that Mu Han had come, Luo Yichu's heart inexplicably settled down, and when the fruit was eaten, the scriptures were also copied.

Just when he was arranging the scriptures and intending to secretly take the plate back, he looked up and saw the plate disappeared.

He knew Mu Han was still there.

After that day, Mu Han didn't appear again for a long time, as if he wasn't the one who was in the Discipline Hall that day.

After half a month, life in Anruo Temple was very ordinary.

Luo Yichu often dreams of Mu Han, as long as he closes his eyes, his dreams are full of their figures.

Little things about them during those few months, so that Luo Yi didn't want to wake up too much when he had a dream.

Luo Yichu spends his days in the temple, and the more time passes, the more boring he feels.

Just as he was lying on the bed, about to go to sleep, when he closed his eyes, an urgent red exclamation mark appeared in his mind.

Luo Yichu:?

what's the situation?

"Host, the villain is drunk.

Hongqian was guarding the villain not far away, her eyes were on the sidelines, and she wanted to take the opportunity to take the lead. "

Luo Yichu:!

what's the situation?

Luo Yichu straightened himself up like a carp, and bounced off the bed.

"Where are they?"

"South Court."

Luo Yichu:?

Why is this name so familiar?

On the way Luo Yichu went to Nanyuan, he remembered it instantly.

that place is not...

After leaving him, he lived a beautiful life.

I also went to the men's garden.

Luo Yichu: (?`^??)

He rushed to Nanyuan angrily, and when the group saw that he was a monk, they immediately cast their gazes.

Under Xiaolu's guidance, Luo Yichu walked to the private room on the third floor, and was snatched in by a hand as soon as he opened the door.

With a dazed expression on his face, Mu Han blocked him behind the door.

He was a little drunk, his cheeks and eye tips were slightly red, and the faint scent of wine on his body was mixed with a clear smell, which smelled nice.

Seeing Luo Luo, Mu Han raised his chin with his slender fingers.

"Little monk, come to visit the brothel too!"

Luo Yichu: (?′-‵?)

"I'm not."

"no?

So you came to find me? "

Luo Yichu's thoughts were pierced, and she immediately turned her head with blushing cheeks.

Seeing him tilt his head, Mu Han chuckled lightly.

When Luo Yi first saw him laughing at himself, his lips were blocked just as he was about to quibble, and the unfinished words were swallowed.

"Lolo, I miss you."

Luo Yichu's pushing hand hit his chest when he heard his words.

I don't think he will look for him yet.

His chest was pounded and itched.

Mu Han chuckled lightly, covering the back of his hand with a warm palm.

Luo Yichu lowered his curled eyelashes, thinking about what to say, when his bewitching voice rang in his ears.

"Lolo, miss me?"