Sick pet: Fu Shaonuan's wife has to be coaxed

Chapter 168 115: Don't push yourself

Chapter 168 115: Don't push yourself

After class, Mu Jinyue went straight back to the dormitory.

As soon as she opened the door, she heard Wu Peijin scolding with righteous indignation: "Damn! That guy looks so much like God Su, I thought he was a good guy, but he turned out to be a scum!"

Mu Jinyue was stunned, and stood at the door without reacting for a long time.

She had not known Wu Peijin for a long time, but the two of them lived together every day, and they got along day and night. This was the first time she heard Wu Peijin swear.

Still such a blunt swear word...

"Fuck it! Is he worthy of being comparable to God Su! I want to take back what I just said! He is the same as God Su! A little bit! Neither! No! Like!"

Wu Peijin almost roared out the last few words, gnashing his teeth every word.

Mu Jinyue was a little hesitant, should she go in now pretending to be indifferent, or pretend she didn't hear anything, quietly close the door and retreat?

Before Mu Jinyue could make a decision, Wu Peijin looked up and saw her.

She was also taken aback, and then quickly said to the person on the other end of the phone: "Wait a minute, I have something to do here, I'll call you when I'm free."

As soon as the words fell, she hung up the phone neatly, threw the phone on the bed, and rushed towards Mu Jinyue with bare feet.

"Jinyue! Come here, I want to tell you something very important!"

Mu Jinyue nodded, supported Wu Peijin who was a little unsteady, closed the door with her backhand, and said softly, "Don't worry, speak slowly."

Wu Peijin pulled her to sit on her bed, and said earnestly, "Jinyue, let me tell you, that person is not a good person!"

Not long after she calmed down, she became excited again, saying incoherently: "He is the one I mentioned earlier, he is very similar to God Su... Bah, no, God Su is not that kind of scumbag. Anyway, he is that guy, He's not a nice guy!"

Wu Peijin also heard about the Post Bar, and before she started to wonder whether to stand at Ren Ren or Fu Yan, her little sister from the "Su God Support Club" called her.

That little girl is also from Linru, but she is not a student of Chaoling.She also heard that there was a freshman in Chaoling who looked like God Su, and then she inquired about it, which completely overturned her three views.

The little girl whose Sanguan was shattered into dregs immediately contacted all the members of Linru's support club to remind them not to be cheated.

"That guy is a scumbag, who only plays with girls' feelings just to prove that he is attractive. At a young age, he has a lot of dirty tricks. The most terrifying thing is that there is a girl who just doesn't want to be with him. He just drugged that girl!" Wu Peijin was so angry that her face flushed: "Afterwards, he gave the girl a few bags, and the girl pretended that this had never happened, and talked to him for a while, and I did the same. Impressed!"

Mu Jinyue: "..."

Not to mention Wu Peijin, even she was convinced.

"Anyway, you must not be fooled by him!" Wu Peijin said earnestly: "It's better to be the school bully, although he is a bit colder, but he doesn't bother, he doesn't even talk to girls, and—"

"Peijin." Mu Jinyue interrupted her suddenly.

Wu Peijin was talking excitedly, but was interrupted in vain, and blinked with some doubts: "What's wrong?"

Mu Jinyue pursed her lips, feeling her head hurting again.

She raised her hand, took a deep breath while holding her forehead, and said with a forced smile, "Don't worry, I have nothing to do with them."

"That's good, then...it's not right," Wu Peijin didn't feel happy for a minute, when she suddenly realized, her eyes widened: "You and Fu Yan, aren't you making good progress?"

"How can there be any progress?" Mu Jinyue twitched the corners of her mouth, and the emotions surging in her mind made her smile a little difficultly, and she tried to maintain it so that Wu Peijin would not notice the strangeness: "Don't think too much, just read more if you have nothing to do. In order to avoid having to cram for the end of the term."

When Wu Peijin heard that the term was over, her face collapsed, and she pinched her fingers bitterly to count the days.

Mu Jinyue got up with a smile, walked into the bathroom, locked the door, leaned against the cold and hard wall, and slid down slowly.

She hugged her knees with her hands, buried her face deeply in her arms, and her shoulders trembled slightly.

Ten minutes later, Mu Jinyue moved her arms, stood up and walked to the mirror.

There were no tears on her face, but she was a little pale.There is a faint pink halo around the peach blossom eyes, which is somewhat charming, but there is a little scarlet in the depths of the amber pupils.

Mu Jinyue turned on the faucet, splashed a handful of cold water on her face, and rubbed her eyes gently.

The next day, the sun was shining brightly and the wind was beautiful.

The students in class three (three) of high school deeply doubted whether they were almost catching up with the students in class seven when they saw Fu Yan.

In the same place as yesterday, in the same posture as yesterday, Fu Yan stood at the gate of the third class, his dark pupils showed no emotion.

But unlike yesterday, Mu Jinyue came early.

Accompanying, of course, is the Knights.

Seeing Fu Yan's figure from a distance, Mu Jinyue frowned subconsciously, and her face darkened.

Seeing her expression of displeasure, Bai Heyun also frowned, leaned slightly, approached her and said, "If you don't want to see him, I..."

Before he finished speaking, Fu Yan had already approached, grasped Mu Jinyue's arm, exerted a little force, and before Bai Heyun could react, he pulled Mu Jinyue to his side.

Mu Jinyue was startled, and shook her arm vigorously, but Fu Yan also followed her movements, and couldn't shake it at all.

When Bai Heyun saw Fu Yan coming up to grab someone directly, he was immediately annoyed. His phoenix eyes were burning with rage, and he clenched his fists and hit Fu Yan directly in the face.

But before he touched anyone, a hand was stretched out beside him, tightly clutching his arm.

Lu Zicang came out from nowhere, stood in front of Bai Heyun, and looked at him with a playful smile: "Speak well, don't do anything."

Bai Heyun glanced at Lu Zicang, then at the teenagers who appeared behind him one after another, squinting his eyes.

This is coming prepared.

The people in the third class were completely stunned, even Mu Jinyue was dumbfounded, she even forgot to struggle: "Fu Yan, what are you doing?"

Fu Yan narrowed his eyes and glanced at her, pursed his thin lips, and suddenly squatted down, hugged by a princess, and picked Mu Jinyue up.

There was an uproar.

Bai Heyun shouted angrily: "Fu Yan! How dare you!"

He turned back, trying to break free from Lu Zicang's restraint, and glared at Fu Yan with wide eyes, as if he wanted to fight him desperately.

Qiao Bin and Xiao Jingzhe also had cold faces, ready to attack.

The atmosphere suddenly became tense, and the teenagers in Class Seven were afraid that Lu Zicang would suffer, so they gathered around one after another. Seeing that a group of people were about to fight, a Qingling girl rang out, and just three words lightly made everyone quiet.

"Don't do it."

Bai Heyun gritted his teeth, his jaw line was tense, he hung his fists in the air for a while, and then raised his eyelids, his phoenix eyes were red, and he looked straight at Mu Jinyue.

Mu Jinyue gave him a comforting look, and then patted Fu Yan on the shoulder.

"Put me down," she actually had a dull pain in her head, but she couldn't show it now, "If you want to talk, just say it, don't touch your hands."

Fu Yan's hand holding her shoulders not only did not loosen, but tightened even tighter. He looked at her deeply and asked, "I'll let you go, won't you run?"

"will not."

Fu Yan didn't seem to believe her words, with a bit of hesitation on his expression.

Mu Jinyue used her trump card: "If I don't want to talk to you, it's useless even if you take me away by force, so you can only trust me."

Her tone was firm, even with the momentum of breaking the boat.

Fu Yan compromised and put her down gently, but the arm around her shoulder did not retract, and kept Mu Jinyue in his arms all the time, as if he was afraid that she would disappear again.

Mu Jinyue moved uncomfortably, and felt the muscles of his arms slightly tense, so hard that his shoulders hurt.

Knowing that this was Fu Yan's biggest concession, Mu Jinyue accepted it as soon as she saw it. She raised her head and smiled at Bai Heyun: "It's okay, don't worry about me. I just have a few words with him and I'll be back soon."

Bai Heyun's eyes were dim, and he spoke slowly: "If you don't want to, I—"

Halfway through the conversation, he couldn't continue.

Mu Jinyue didn't want to deal with those people before, but Fu Yan was different.

If Mu Jinyue is unwilling, who can force her?

Bai Heyun's fists hanging by his side were clenched tightly, the veins on the back of his hands were bulging due to the force, and his eyes were dim.

It's a pity that Mu Jinyue didn't see these things.

As soon as Bai Heyun stopped talking, Fu Yan forcefully took him away.

He half-dragged and half-carried him to the back of the teaching building, where the sun was shaded by trees, the fragrance of flowers was fragrant, and occasionally there were a few crisp birdsong, everything was leisurely and peaceful, and the years were peaceful.

It wasn't time for class yet, but Mu Jinyue glanced over and didn't see half of the figure.

Recalling Fu Yan's domineering temperament, Mu Jinyue guessed that he should be "invited" by someone.

This person usually shows a good temper and a good talker in front of her, but Mu Jinyue knows that he is arrogant and rebellious in his bones.

Just like the fact that he brought his younger brother to the class gate to rob people this time, Mu Jinyue wanted to ask him if he was a bandit in his previous life.

It really fits his identity as a school bully.

Thinking a little too much, Mu Jinyue only felt her head hurt more and more, she closed her eyes, waiting for him to speak first.

"You haven't answered me yet," Fu Yan asked, "Why didn't you go that day?"

Mu Jinyue opened her eyes suddenly, and a few traces of icy sarcasm flashed in her eyes: "There is no reason."

Fu Yan took a step forward, and the clear and clean breath immediately surrounded Mu Jinyue, as if gently embracing her, eroding her senses pervasively.

The summer wind blows a hint of floral sweetness, intertwined with a touch of mint.

Mu Jinyue suddenly felt a little nauseous, and her stomach felt nauseous, sour water poured into her throat.

Those sweet smells are the flowers next to it?Or is it the aura left by other girls on Fu Yan?

She raised her hand to cover her mouth, turned her head, her face was bloodless, but her pupils had a faint scarlet light.

Fu Yan was taken aback by her unexpected behavior, and he didn't bother to ask questions. A layer of panic and worry floated in his dark eyes: "What's wrong? What's wrong?"

He reached out to support her, but Mu Jinyue slapped her open.

"Don't touch me," Mu Jinyue frowned and stepped back a few steps. She took a deep breath, suppressed the discomfort in her stomach, and said impatiently, "What's the matter with you? Finished? I don't want to waste time with you here."

As soon as she finished speaking, Fu Yan's expression changed.

It seemed to be extremely angry, but also with a bit of hurt emotion.

He was angry, and Mu Jinyue could understand, after all, few people would say such unkind words to him.

But who is he showing a wounded look to?

Mu Jinyue closed her eyes and looked over again, only to see Fu Yan's face as cold as ice. Where could there be any hurt or sadness?

For some reason, Mu Jinyue wanted to laugh.

It seems that she was dizzy with nausea, how could Fu Yan feel sad because of her words?

Saying that he likes her and wants to chase her is nothing more than a young man's temper and impulsiveness.When she didn't show up for the appointment, this man picked up another girl non-stop. He was afraid that she would not show up, and he came to ask her why over and over again. Could it be that he had to do a full set for a show?

Her head hurt more and more, and the string called "reason" in her mind was getting tighter and tighter. She was furious, looked at him with a half-smile, and said indiscriminately: "Fu Yan, what are you going to do? Clearly, it is you who are chasing me, so you have to correct the attitude of chasing people. If you want to ask me out, then I will go? Are you spoiled by those girls who like you? Do you think that everyone is Do you come when you call, and go when you wave?"

Her words were sharp and sharp, her eyes were sneering and distorted, showing a very strong aggressiveness.

Almost rubbed Fu Yan's arrogance under his feet.

Fu Yan's anger suddenly reached its peak, he took a step forward, pinched her small chin and lifted it up, his thumbs left faint traces on her skin.

He forced her to look up at him, Mu Jinyue saw his violent face and his scarlet eyes, and felt the joy of revenge for the first time.

Since Fu Yan made her feel bad, he shouldn't be alone.

There was a storm in Fu Yan's eyes, and he warned her in a cold voice: "Don't push yourself!"

"That's a big deal?" Mu Jinyue raised her eyebrows enduring the pain, and laughed wantonly: "Then if I say a few more words, are you going to destroy me here?"

She wanted to turn her head to look around, but her chin was still pinched by Fu Yan, she just moved slightly, Fu Yan probably thought she was going to break free, and unconsciously increased the strength of her thumb.

His tone was cold and cold: "Don't force me, it's not good for you to provoke me."

The mandible was squeezed hard, and the root of the tongue began to become sore and painful. Mu Jinyue frowned imperceptibly, endured the discomfort and continued to chuckle: "Who said there is no benefit? As long as you are angry, I will be happy." gone."

She was smiling, and those cool peach blossom eyes were also bent, and they were full of brilliance in the sun, as if every word was spoken from the heart.

Every word that can be said is heartbreaking.

Fu Yan let go of his hand suddenly, his dark eyes were bottomless, and no emotion could be seen.

The pressure on the jaw was removed, but the pressure was too long, and the pain of soreness was still clear, as if it spread along the esophagus to the heart, and then flowed through the blood to all the limbs.

Mu Jinyue's heart felt empty for a moment.

(End of this chapter)