Quick Wear: My Master is a Drama King

on the way back.

Jingkong was silent for a long time, then suddenly stopped and turned around to ask, "Donor Zhaoran, are you interested in Donor Liu?"

"Well……"

Zhaoran, who was following Jingkong closely, was caught off guard.

He rubbed the tip of his nose that was hurt by the collision, his eyes misty, and he said in an accusing and angry tone: "If you want to ask, just ask, why did you stop suddenly?! It's so hard, it hurts me..."

The boy acted out of character, not at all the cute and obedient person he was in front of Liu Yijin, his tone was very bad, and he seemed to be arrogant because of the favor he received.

Hearing the boy's accusation, Jingkong looked rarely at a loss. He didn't expect the boy to be so squeamish.

Yes, how can someone who cries out in pain when wearing some coarse linen clothes not be delicate?

Thinking of this, Jingkong couldn't help but raise his hand as if to rub the boy's skin to relieve the pain.

He had just raised his hand halfway when he froze, then calmly lowered it to his side.

He said dully, "Sorry, it's my fault."

Zhao Ran was completely unaware of this.

He put his hand down, turned his head, and said as a matter of course: "Okay, okay, I just like Liu Yijin, so what? You don't want me to, so I can only find someone else."

"Besides, Liu Yijin is good-looking and a nice person."

Jingkong moved the Buddhist beads in silence.

Zhao Ran didn't hear any movement, he turned his head and took in his expression.

The corners of his mouth slightly raised, and he suddenly moved closer to the air.

The two breaths intertwined.

Zhao Ran asked, "Why, are you jealous?"

Jingkong did not answer, and was as unmoved by his joke as a piece of wood.

Perhaps Jingkong had been silent for too long, Zhaoran stopped smiling and said with a hint of sarcasm: "That's right, why would you be attracted to my evil ways?"

"Let's separate after the martial arts exchange conference is over. I'm not the kind of person who would pester you."

After saying that, he walked straight past Jingkong and left angrily.

After hearing what Zhaoran said, Jingkong's body trembled. He opened his mouth to explain, but saw the young man walked away without mercy.

The hand that reached out only touched a piece of clothing.

He felt as if his tongue was tied and he couldn't utter a word.

For the first time he hated his poor speaking skills.

What he actually wanted to say was that the boy was a good person and not evil, and he shouldn't have said that about him in the first place.

But it was obvious that the boy was not easy to coax.

He stared at the boy leaving, feeling indescribably upset.

Finally, he sighed softly and slowly followed the boy.

"Amitabha……"

Bai Jihei chuckled: [Master, what do you call this... a dramatic performance...]

Zhao Ran looked innocent: [What can I do? If I don't stimulate him, he will never come to his senses.]

…………

Zhaoran slept soundly.

When he woke up, Liu Yijin had prepared everything and they could set off after breakfast.

After breakfast, the group arrived at the gate of the village.

The carriage stopped outside the manor.

The carriage's exterior is simple, without any unnecessary decorations, but its interior is quite minimal.

Liu Yijin and the others were sitting in a carriage driven by Liu Zhu.

The rear of the car raised a cloud of dust and the wheels rumbled.

Jingkong sat aside with his eyes closed, while Liu Yijin and Zhaoran faced each other.

The atmosphere was a little strange.

The moving carriage suddenly swayed from side to side, and Zhao Ran, who was caught off guard, fell forward subconsciously.

Liu Zhu shouted from outside: "Hold on tight, the road ahead is a bit steep."

"Hmm..." Liu Yijin hugged Zhaoran firmly. His body, which usually looked frail, now appeared very broad and strong.

So soft.

The boy felt his whole body was limp.

Moreover, there was a faint fragrance lingering around the young man.

That kind of fragrance is not diffused from external objects, but is the fragrance of skin and flesh that emanates from the inside out.

Liu Yijin somehow moved her nose closer.

When Jingkong opened his eyes, he saw this scene.

No one noticed that his hand, which was moving the Buddhist beads, stopped.

There was no emotion in those eyes that were always peaceful and compassionate, but there was a hidden turmoil inside.

Finally, he closed his eyes again.

"Are you okay?" Liu Yijin came back to her senses, and the corners of her angular lips were pursed into a beautiful arc.

Zhaoran, who was lying in Liu Yijin's arms, was unaware of anything and only felt his ears were burning.

What should he do? Will Brother Jin think he is not reserved?

So he stammered, "I, I'm fine, let me go..."

Liu Yijin seemed to have just realized that they were too close. He let go of Zhao Ran and said softly, "Excuse me."

Zhao Ran quickly sat back in his seat, holding the armrest tightly with his slender white fingertips, blushing and stammering, "It's okay... I was careless."

Liu Yijin looked at the boy's well-behaved appearance, and her heart felt like it was scratched and itchy.

really weird.

They looked similar, but they gave him completely different feelings.

An idea suddenly popped up in Liu Yijin's mind.

I want to bully him more, and it would be best if I bully him until he cries.

He thought that the boy must look very handsome with red eyes and flushed face.

Liu Yijin picked up the book beside her and flipped through it, but her eyes gradually became dim and she didn't read a single word.

Bai Jihei, who witnessed the whole process, exclaimed: [Master, Liu Yijin's eyes just now were so scary!!!]

Zhao Ran agreed: [Oh? How terrible is that? ]

Bai Jihei thought for a moment: [It’s just… it’s like he wants to eat you!! Just like Li Yan in the previous world!!]

It suddenly became frightened and said: [He won’t eat foxes, right? You are a fox now!!! Master, you have to be careful of him!! Don’t let him find out that you are a fox! ]

Zhao Ran had a complicated expression: [Well... of course he would eat foxes, but... it depends on how he eats them. ]

Bai Jihei hugged himself and trembled: [He really eats foxes?! Too scary! He won’t eat dogs too? It seems that I can’t go out casually in the future...]

Zhao Ran was speechless: [……]

…………

The sky grew dark.

The branches shook, muffled thunder came from the sky, and a rainstorm was coming.

Liu Zhu looked at the sky with a worried look on his face and said, "Master, it's going to rain soon. There's an inn ahead. Do you want to rest here?"

Liu Yijin lifted the curtain, took a look, and frowned.

"To the post station."

Liu Zhu replied: "Yes!"

Soon, they arrived at their destination.

Liu Zhu threw the change to the waiter.

"Make four rooms for us, take good care of the horses and carriages, and don't move anything that shouldn't be moved."

The waiter took the change and nodded quickly, saying, "Yes, yes, please come this way, sirs."

When they walked in, the originally noisy inn became unusually quiet.

They sat down at the table one by one and stopped discussing.

Because Zhaoran and his group's appearance and temperament showed that they were not ordinary people. They were obviously powerful people.

They had heard that disciples from aristocratic families usually had bad tempers, so these people without any background dared not say anything, for fear that they might accidentally cause trouble by speaking.