How did finding a wife for the villain become giving away a husband?

The patient and responsible high priest resented all the people in the village because of an accident.

When he arrived at the Miao village, Song Wenjing saw stilt houses of different styles.

Everyone in the Miao village stayed indoors, as if someone had specifically instructed them not to go out. Three young men came from a distance.

Separate the four people with a tough attitude.

"Welcome, distinguished guests from afar. The four of us will arrange accommodation for you. However, due to limited housing, we have no choice but to separate you."

He Zeli frowned and was about to refuse, but Song Wenjing said first: "Okay, thank you for your help."

He was finally going to see An An, and he would never allow any accidents to happen! According to An An's strong possessiveness, the place where he lived was 100% An An's house.

"Brother Song, this..." The four of them separated. What if they encountered danger? This wasn't outside. If they died, the police wouldn't be able to find them.

When Ata led them here, they took many turns and the trees around them all looked exactly the same. There was no obvious landmark at all, making it very difficult to find.

Song Wenjing said seriously: "We just live in different places, it doesn't mean we can't go out. When we have enough rest, we can go out and experience the ethnic characteristics here."

"Well, now that we're here, we can't just give up because of the accommodation problem." He was like a kind neighbor brother persuading his rebellious younger brother.

When Ata heard Song Wenjing say, "It's not like you can't go outside," she looked away feeling a little guilty. She thought the young master might not let this person walk around freely.

The young master specifically told her to take good care of this person. When the young master talked about this handsome young man, she felt frightened by the look in his eyes.

He Zeli: "I... am not afraid..." Going to a strange place and being separated. How could a normal person not be afraid? But he didn't dare to admit it.

The three teenagers saw this scene and said, "Don't worry, you are the first group of people to visit here, we will definitely treat you well."

"There are no empty houses here, so it's impossible for all four of you to live together. You can only stay at a house each."

He Zeli smiled awkwardly and could only follow one of the boys.

Ata brought Song Wenjing to the door of Wu Jinan's house and stopped. "You can stay here. His name is Wu Jinan, and he is the young master of the Miao village."

After hesitating for a moment, she continued, "Young Master's temper has become increasingly erratic since he woke up three months ago. He's always paying attention to the High Priest's every move, and he looks at him as if he were a dead person."

"You have to be careful and don't make the young master angry. The young master knows some terrifying spells that can kill people without anyone noticing. Then I won't be able to help you even if I want to."

"I advise you to leave here as soon as possible. There's nothing to see here. If you want to ask whether the love poison is real?"

"Then I can tell you clearly that this is true. Once a Miao girl falls in love with a man, she will not care about his wishes at all and will directly cast a love spell on him."

"Let's cultivate our feelings slowly. Right now, the young master is still..." He hasn't come back...

Before Ata could finish her words, a cold voice suddenly came from behind her, "Ata, a distinguished guest is here, why didn't you notify me?"

"Young, Young Master..." Ata always felt frightened every time she saw the Young Master, but her heart told her that the Young Master was a good person.

He is the one who stayed alone to face the beast in order to protect his friends!

"Go back, I'm here." Wu Jinan's tone left no room for doubt.

"Okay." Ata lowered his head and ran away.

When Song Wenjing heard the voice, he turned to look at the boy. The boy looked just like the one in his dream. The boy in his dream finally had a face.

Song Wenjing didn't notice the slightest movement. He walked over and extended his hand politely. "Hello, my name is Song Wenjing, and I'm a tourist. Sorry to bother you later."

later?

Wu Jinan extended his hand and shook his. "Hello, my name is Wu Jinan. I really like lively places. I only have one quilt at home, so I'm afraid we'll have to squeeze into one bed."

He blinked. "You don't mind, do you?"

Song Wenjing felt someone groping his hands wantonly. He felt happy in his heart, but he couldn't show it on his face. "Of course I don't mind. You and I are both men."

The two of them walked hand in hand to the stilt house. They tacitly did not remind each other to let go of each other's hands, nor did they remind each other that if they did not have a quilt, they could borrow one from the people in the village.

After all, it is impossible for every household to have only one quilt.

Wu Jinan's home is rather simple, with only some essential furniture made of bamboo.

Song Wenjing put his things in the corner and went to the table to drink the water Wu Jinan poured for him. "Thank you, your water is a little different from the ones outside!"

Wu Jinan's already nervous heart became even more tense when he heard his words. He stuttered, "Well... this is a mountain spring. The water from a mountain spring... must be a little different from the water outside."

“…It’s a little sweeter!”

Wu Jinan said inwardly: Yes, that’s it!

Song Wenjing smiled slightly, holding the bowl and drinking slowly, "Indeed, I thought the mountain spring water would be exceptionally cool, but I didn't expect it to have a sweet taste."

The water with something added to it does look a little different!

“…Hmm.” Did you put too much stuff in there?

Wu Jinan thought uncertainly. He had clearly added the ingredients in the normal proportions, so it should only be a little bit sweet. If one didn't pay attention, it would be no different from normal water.

After Song Wenjing finished drinking the water, he felt a little sleepy in less than a moment. He thought to himself: An An is a little too impatient. If a normal person noticed that the water they drank was different, they would feel a little sleepy again after a while.

You’ll definitely realize that the water is drugged!

Song Wenjing's eyes were a little blurry. He supported his head with his hands and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, An An. Maybe I didn't get enough rest last night. I'm so sleepy now!"

The moment he fell, Wu Jinan immediately went over and hugged him. He tentatively said, "Song Wenjing, wake up... I'll help you go to bed."

The person in his arms didn't answer, his breathing was steady, and he showed no signs of waking up.

Wu Jinan gently shook his shoulders, "Wake up." After three seconds, seeing that the person in his arms did not respond, he unscrupulously stared at the person in his arms.

She arched her head against his neck and sighed contentedly, "...Well, you're taking so long. I've been waiting for you for so long that I almost lost my patience and thought about going out to kidnap you back."

"You smell so good, are you wearing any perfume?"

Wu Jinan picked up the person in his arms and put him on the bed. He couldn't help but touch his face and kiss the lips he had been longing for for a long time.

He was like a beginner, who could only stick and lick ignorantly. Men would always learn such things without any instruction.