The male supporting role in Quick Transmigration, please don't be a demon

Chapter 27 Disciple, go home with the teacher (End)

Mu Zuihuan changed into men's clothes.

However, the figure is too good, everything is in place, just this chest, no matter how wrapped it is, it is not flat.

Forget it, let's go in like this.

With a wave of a fan, Mu Zuihuan blocked it in front, and walked in with his head held high.

Before entering the door, he was stopped by a girl.

"Could it be that this girl has gone the wrong way, but the Xiaowan's House is over there."

Mu Zuihuan didn't explain, but took out a silver coin and stuffed it into her hand.

While she was in a daze, she turned and went in.

The old bustard was wandering around the hall to greet the guests, when she caught sight of Mu Zuihuan, she rushed forward with an exaggerated smile.

"Ouch, this guest..."

Needless to say, in the eyes of the old bustard, Mu Zuihuan was very kind to use the silver to clear the way. The old bustard held two ingots of silver and smiled wide-eyed: "Young master, are you looking for someone, or listening to music?"

Almost every few days in her brothel, female customers come to the door, either they are new to the rivers and lakes, curious about this place, or they are here to arrest people.

Listening to Qu'er, it's easy to say, if you have money, you can do everything easily.

If you are looking for someone, it will be a little troublesome.

"Find someone."

The old bustard carefully observed Mu Zuihuan's expression, seeing that there was no anger on her face, presumably nothing would happen.

"What does the young master look like? What are his characteristics?"

"Extraordinarily handsome."

As soon as these four words were said, the appearance of Xiao Xuan appeared in the old bustard's mind.

Among the guests who come and go, this person is the only one who can afford these four words.

Immediately, he covered his mouth and smiled, beckoning to Gui Gong beside him: "Come, come, bring this young master to the Peony Pavilion."

Mu Zuihuan nodded at the bustard, and followed Mr. Gui upstairs.

The old bustard stood below and watched her go, muttering: "Excellent! If there is such a wonderful person in my building, wouldn't it be full of guests every day?"

She could only think about it, after all, she still had some winks, so she knew that this person was not to be messed with.

Peony Pavilion is on the third floor, after Mr. Gui opened the door, he smiled and stopped.

"Young master, please come inside."

Mu Zuihuan walked in, and Mr. Gui closed the door behind him, but he didn't leave immediately.

The peony pavilion is filled with a sweet and greasy aroma, not strong, but moderate.Unlike in the hall, all kinds of aromas are mixed together, which is a bit pungent.

There was no indescribable sound coming from inside, only the sound of the piano mixed with the sound of drinking.

Lifting the gauze curtain, I saw Xiao Xuan drinking a cup of wine, and the girls sitting beside him also drank a cup without saying a word.

Opposite them, a woman with a veil was playing the piano, raised her head from time to time, and gave Xiao Xuan a shy look.

As soon as Mu Zuihuan came, Xiao Xuan noticed it.

He raised his eyes drunkenly, and twitched the corners of his mouth at her: "I knew you could find it, but I didn't expect it to be so fast."

"How about I go out first and come in after some time?"

These teasing words made Xiao Xuan stunned.

Putting down the wine glass, he stared at Mu Zuihuan for a moment, as if he had a new understanding of this person who hated him to the core.

With her character, seeing him come to the brothel, shouldn't she destroy the whole brothel?
Why is there no movement at all?

Xiao Xuan withdrew his gaze: "You two go down."

The two girls who had been drinking, felt relieved, said yes, and hurried out.

The sound of the piano was still there, and Mu Zuihuan sat on one side spontaneously, took a clean glass and poured wine: "Do you want to drink with me?"

Xiao Xuan didn't know what medicine was sold in her gourd, so he poured himself a glass of wine, raised his glass, and drank it in one gulp.

Silently drinking several cups with him, Xiao Xuan somehow asked, "Master, what is love?"

The corner of Mu Zuihuan's mouth twitched, this question is out of line, hey!
After thinking about it, he said with some uncertainty, "Happy to see you?"

"Happy to see..." Xiao Xuan repeated, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Everyone's interpretation of love is different. If you want to know what love is, you should not ask others, but ask yourself."

Xiao Xuan silently poured himself a few sips.

Putting down the wine glass, she leaned over unsteadily, approaching Mu Zuihuan.

There was only a fist's distance between their faces, and the hot breath they exhaled was scented with wine, which was inexplicably tinged with charm.

"Master, are you happy when you see me?"

Mu Zuihuan frowned, was she asking her in disguise if she loved him or not?

"The joy of being a teacher is having you. No matter when and where, as a teacher, as long as he can see you when he raises his eyes, he is happy."

This is not a love story.

What Xiao Xuan thinks is his business.

Here in Mu Zuihuan, as long as Xiao Xuan keeps running to find Li Zixian, she will be happy.

Xiao Xuan paused, and slowly sat up straight, with a wry smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Master, I will go home with you."

Mu Zuihuan did not expect to compromise so quickly.

Until the two returned to the valley, Mu Zuihuan couldn't believe it. This paranoid guy really gave up just like that?

In fact it is.

After returning to the valley, Xiao Xuan was lying in a secluded place, enjoying the sunshine with his eyes closed, like an old man in his twilight years.

And Mu Zuihuan was on the other side, turning his head to look at him from time to time.

After maintaining this way of getting along for more than two months, Xiao Xuan took the initiative to approach him one day.

"Master, when will you and I worship and get married?"

The sudden words made Mu Zuihuan speechless in fright.

After thinking for a while, he replied with a smile: "When you have me in your heart."

Mu Zuihuan is sure that Xiao Xuan doesn't like her.

Of course, there is no hatred as before.

The two are like good friends. He likes this way of getting along, but he doesn't think about getting married.

Such a question, of course, just want to know Mu Zuihuan's answer.

A few years later, except for Xiao Xuan once, Mu Zuihuan followed from afar, without letting him notice.

When he came back, he got himself very drunk and walked into Mu Zuihuan's room.

"Master, let's get married."

The corner of Mu Zuihuan's mouth twitched: "If you can't let go of the person in your heart, I will accompany you until the day you let go. My joy is just to have you by my side. I don't care about the method."

Xiao Xuan staggered back to his room.

From that day on, Xiao Xuan never talked about getting married again.

Until the day of his death, Xiao Xuan's white hair was gray and his face was full of dimples, while Mu Zuihuan was still as gorgeous and unparalleled as before.

Xiao Xuan grasped Mu Zuihuan's hand tremblingly, with a smile on his face: "What I hate the most in my life is to be seen by you and brought back to the valley. The most fortunate thing is the same. Master , I think, I understand, what is the joy of seeing."

Xiao Xuan closed his eyes, as if he had fallen asleep.

Mu Zuihuan got up and walked outside, she had already prepared a coffin for him, and it was used today.

Holding his body down and slowly covering it, she said a word: "You understand, but I'm still confused."

(End of this chapter)