This time I saw him up close, and I saw that the handsome young man with a banished fairy face looked pale and his lips were slightly red. It was obvious that he was sick. Perhaps because of taking medicine all year round, he even had a faint smell of medicine on his body.

Mu Chen let go of his hand holding his collar, looked at the small figure in front of him only to his chest, and asked, "Why are you here?"

"I'll play! I'll play here often." Her eyes rolled and she said, "Young Master, then I won't disturb you from enjoying the scenery, so I'll leave first?"

Seeing that he looked out of sight, Mu Chen pulled the corner of his mouth and said leisurely: "Don't worry, I won't care about you about the previous incident, and you don't have to worry about me to settle the score later."

Upon hearing this, Chu Qiantang nodded quickly and replied: "Yes, yes, the young master said yes, after all, they are all men, we are both the same."

Mu Chen chuckled and glanced at his little body: "You are a man?"

"Young Master said, I'm not a man, I'm just a child." She said with a shameless face.

Mu Chen's eyes moved slightly, and the phoenix eyes fell on the young man in front of him. Seeing his exquisite and outstanding face filled with smiles, his beautiful and lively black pupils flashed with a cunning light, the corners of his lips could not help but curl up gently, revealing a faint smile.

In such a remote place, there is such a beautiful and interesting boy, which is also an accident of this trip.

"I live in that yard, let's go! Go to my place to sit." Mu Chen said, turning around and walking towards the yard.

Chu Qiantang took a look, followed, and asked curiously: "Young Master, how could a noble young man like you, the banished immortal, come to a remote town like ours? He was chased all the way, what are you doing?"

"It's better not to know too much if you're curious to kill cats."

Mu Chen said slowly, and sat down at the stone table in the yard, glanced at the small figure opposite, and then ordered Mo Yi: "Get a few pastries here."

"yes."

Mo Yi responded, but he was surprised. He glanced at the young man who was holding his cheeks with his hands and swaying his legs, thinking to himself: Is his master very nice to this child, right?

"Master, young master, have a drink and invite tea." Qingmo poured two cups of tea and delivered it to the two of them.

"Thank you." Chu Qiantang raised a smile to Qing Mo and thanked him.

"Young Master, please be polite." Qing Mo smiled and stepped aside. Seeing his master and the young man sitting together to drink tea, he felt unexpectedly harmonious.

He observed secretly for a while and found that this was because when facing his master, the young man was not restrained, he still did his own thing and was free and natural.

He was wearing a thick linen cloth, probably the child of a poor family, but he was generous and calm when he called him a young boy. It was no wonder that his master treated him differently.

I brought three plates of exquisite pastries on one side, placed them on the table and then stepped back.

Mu Chen pushed the pastry to Chu Qiantang and said, "Try it."

Chu Qiantang was not polite either. He picked up a piece and ate it. The soft taste in the mouth and the fragrance of the osmanthus made her nod and said, "It tastes delicious."

"If you like it, eat more. This one next to it is peach blossom crispy, and the other dish is salty crispy cake." Mu Chen took a sip of tea, his lazy voice with a hint of undetectable gentleness.

When Chu Qiantang heard this, he couldn't help but look at him.
Chapter completed!