Chapter 120 The cunning fox demon was imprisoned by the pure-hearted Taoist priest. (34 chapters)
Before he met Lin Muhan, his hair was always tied back with a hairband, giving it an indescribable messy beauty.
After finding Lin Muhan, Lin Muhan transformed into a fairy godmother, taking meticulous care of him.
For small things like tying his hair up, Lin Muhan was always the one who helped him.
Under Lin Muhan's meticulous care, he became a bit spoiled in his cultivation and would call out to Lin Muhan at the drop of a hat.
Lin Muhan was like a caring mother, always there when needed.
Over time, he got used to Lin Muhan's presence.
However, Lin Muhan left a few days ago.
He left without looking back.
Without Lin Muhan, Yan Anhuai felt uncomfortable everywhere. On the first day, he tried to tie his hair up, but he was clumsy and kept struggling with his hair.
He finally managed to tie it up, but it was all crooked and messy. He shook his head, and it came undone.
Yan Anhuai almost burst into tears when he saw the hair that had fallen to the ground.
He doesn't want to go bald at a young age!
Yan Anhuai was tearfully combing her hair when she discovered that it was tangled in several places.
He was so angry that he went into a fit of rage.
He took the scissors and snip-snip, cutting off all the knots. "I'll teach you to tie knots! I'll see if you dare to tie knots again next time!"
Later on, he simply changed back to his previous hairstyle.
However, because he had gone crazy and cut some tangled hair, his hairstyle looked extremely strange.
It looks like it's been chewed by a dog.
Yan Anhuai's expression became slightly unnatural for a moment. "I think changing your hairstyle would be great too."
Everyone: What a strange aesthetic.
No one wanted to delve any further into why his aesthetic sense had suddenly changed so drastically.
Hu Luo instructed people to prepare dinner.
At the dinner table, Yan Anhuai looked at the fragrant food and was moved to tears.
He hadn't smelled such delicious food for many days.
Without saying a word, Yan Anhuai reached for the braised pork opposite him with his bowl, but his arms were not long enough to reach it.
He subconsciously said, "Lin Muhan, I want to eat that braised pork."
Hu Luo and the others exchanged glances and fell silent.
Yan Anhuai was taken aback, then angrily poked at his rice, once again missing the days when Lin Muhan was around.
"What are you guys standing there for? Which one does An Huai want? Bring it over to him." Hu Luo waved his hand and moved several plates of food that suited Yan An Huai's taste to the front of him.
"No need, Brother Hu, that's too much trouble."
Hu Luo laughed heartily, "No trouble at all, we all have long arms, we can all reach it."
Yan Anhuai looked down at his thin arms and legs and felt a little depressed.
So he's the only one who can't reach it?
He ate his meal in a depressed mood, watching Hu Luo and the others drink, and quietly poured himself a glass as well.
Lin Muhan had previously restricted his drinking, but now that he's gone, it's even better, so he drinks now.
If you're so capable, let him teleport over and steal it away!
Yan Anhuai poured himself two glasses of wine, but just as he was about to pour the third, he felt dizzy.
He shook his head vigorously.
He felt as if two more heads had inexplicably appeared in front of him, and there was an echo in his ears.
He propped his head up with one hand and poured himself two more glasses of wine.
Yan Anhuai couldn't see his own reflection, but Hu Luo and the others could see it clearly.
Yan Anhuai's face was flushed, his cheeks so red they looked as if they were about to bleed.
His eyes were glazed over, his head was swaying back and forth, and he couldn't stop giggling.
Hu Luo and the others couldn't help but rub their foreheads.
No wonder Brother Lin wouldn't let him drink before; I never expected it was because of this.
An Huai's alcohol tolerance is really too low.
I got dizzy after just four cups.
But what the others didn't expect was that Yan Anhuai, even though he was in a daze, just wouldn't fall down.
Instead, she hugged the chair, sat on the ground, and started wailing.
"Waaaaah..."
"Lin Muhan, you bastard, you're a complete bastard!"
"You left without even saying goodbye, I hate you, waaaaah..."
Yan Anhuai cried his heart out, and Hu Luo and the others stopped eating and stared curiously at Yan Anhuai, who was crying and wailing.
"Brother, what's wrong with An Huai...?"
"He was clearly drunk; he started acting crazy."
"It's strange, but An Huai's alcohol tolerance is too low. He's already like this after only four cups. We can't let him drink anymore."
Hu Luo had a headache and quickly went forward to help him up.
“Anhuai, you’re drunk. The ground is cold, and you’ll easily catch a cold if you sit on it.”
Unexpectedly, Yan Anhuai slapped his hand away.
"I don't--"
Then, he turned around, hugged the chair, and cried, "Lin Muhan, how cruel you are! You knew I couldn't live without you, yet you still abandoned me..."
He sobbed and accused Lin Muhan as he pounded the chair with his fists.
He used too much force, and gasped as he held his swollen hand. "Lin Muhan, how come you're so tough? All you do is bully me. My hand is all red from hitting you."
Hu Luo and the others were speechless.
"Um... An Huai, that's just a chair, not Lin Muhan. You're drunk, let's go back to sleep, okay?"
But Yan Anhuai, who was drunk, wouldn't listen and slurred, "Who's drunk? You're the one who's drunk! I haven't even had any alcohol, how could I be drunk?"
"That scoundrel Lin Muhan wouldn't let me drink at all! I didn't drink, I'm not drunk!"
Hu Luo waved his hand, "You can't reason with a drunkard."
The group nodded emphatically.
This also aroused everyone's gossip.
Why would Lin Muhan abandon An Huai? It doesn't seem like it.
Hu Luo probed indirectly, "An Huai, what exactly happened between you and Lin Muhan? Why did he leave on his own?"
Mentioning this seemed to trigger Yan Anhuai's radar; he pointed to the chair and began to complain.
"He said he likes me..."
Right from the start, he planted a bomb in Hu Luo's group.
Oh ho, he confessed his feelings.
"But...I..."
Yan Anhuai stammered for a long time but couldn't come up with a coherent explanation.
"I only told him that if he followed me again, I would ignore him, and he just left me all alone and ran away..."
"He doesn't want me anymore, waaaaaah..."
“If he had actually followed me back then, I couldn’t have broken his legs. Why was he so obedient? He not only didn’t follow me, but he also ran away.”
"He keeps haunting me in my dreams. Do you think he doesn't want me anymore?"
Yan Anhuai stared at them with teary eyes.
Hu Luo asked, "What did you say when he said he liked you?"
"I...I said I only considered him a regular friend before!"
Hu Luo: "..."
He said with certainty, "An Huai, judging from your expression, you've definitely fallen for Brother Lin too."
Yan Anhuai said, looking aggrieved, "My mind was completely muddled back then, if only he had..."
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