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

Chapter 103 050: In the dark, the instinct turns to the sun
"Tsk."

Mu Jinyue didn't care, and took out another bag from the bag next to it, and looked at it to the light, it was tomato flavored.

She took it apart, then chewed it with a "click", raised her eyebrows, and looked at Fu Yan provocatively, with obvious meaning.

——Don’t eat that bag, I still have it anyway.

Totally forgot who paid for the chips.

Fu Yan felt that he should be angry. If someone else looked at him like this, he would have punched him and taught him the principles of life.

but……

She was sitting on the steps, looking up at him, raised her eyebrows slightly, her eyes were like stars, bright and shining, she was looking forward to shine, her cheeks were still bulging, she didn't look fierce at all, like a puppy Milk cat.

It's still the kind of coquettish with the master.

Fu Yan's eyes were deep, and he looked at her without speaking.

Mu Jinyue stared at him like that for a while, seeing that he didn't respond, she gradually became bored, blinked her sore eyes, lowered her head and muttered: "It's not some shameful disease, why don't you admit it... "

"Admit what?" Fu Yan raised his hand and pinched the center of his eyebrows, his tone helpless: "Why should I say that I am sick?"

The potato chips in her hand became tasteless in an instant. Mu Jinyue put it into a plastic bag, took out a wet towel and wiped her fingers carefully, and said in a clear tone: "Are you prejudiced against patients?"

Fu Yan didn't think much about it, only thought that Mu Jinyue wanted to choke him again, and after a little thought, he replied cautiously: "There is no prejudice, but it's better not to be sick than to be sick."

Mu Jinyue paused, and exerted a little force on the fingers holding the wet towel. The excess water condensed into drops and slid down the index finger. The crystal water marks finally disappeared into the cuffs, and blurred on the light gray cloth, leaving a dark spot. Colored dots, hidden in the night.

"It's true," she repeated with a calm tone, covering the obscure emotions in her eyes with her eyelashes, "It's better not to be sick than to be sick."

Fu Yan frowned slightly as he listened, feeling that something was wrong.

Before he could think clearly, Mu Jinyue had already stood up, patted the ashes on his pants, "I should go back."

There seemed to be nothing wrong with her, her eyes were the same as before, with a touch of indifference and coldness, as if shutting everyone out.

Fu Yan suddenly remembered the angry expression with puffed cheeks and provocative eyes just now.

He went through the conversation between the two of them in his mind, but still couldn't figure it out.

Fu Yan, who likes everything under control, felt at a loss for the first time in his life, and even felt slightly frustrated.

Are all girls' emotions so fickle?

He frowned and didn't move, and didn't speak. Mu Jinyue glanced at the people having fun on the other side of the platform, and guessed that he didn't want to leave.

After all, those are his friends, so it's not good to leave early.

She nodded understandingly, and said, "I'll just go back by myself."

"No." This time, Fu Yan answered quickly, fearing that she would refuse again, he added: "I said I will send it to you."

Mu Jinyue pursed her lips and stopped talking.

Fu Yan picked up the plastic bag on the ground, put the half bag in his hand into it, and asked her, "Do you still want to eat?"

She had no appetite, and was not interested in this kind of snack, so she shook her head.

Hearing this, Fu Yan tied up the plastic bag, looked around, walked to the side, and stuffed it into Lu Zicang's arms.

"Help me take it back."

Lu Zicang raised his hand to catch it, looked at the two unsealed bags, and glanced at Mu Jinyue quietly, smiling wickedly, "Master Fu also eats snacks? Didn't you say that only sissies would like it?" ?”

Fu Yan was already in an irritable mood, and he didn't bother to play tricks on him, so he kicked him directly, and said in a cold tone, "Don't talk nonsense."

Lu Zicang immediately became obedient: "Cha!"

The two left one after the other, and after a while, Guo Zhentao and Li Tianhao came over.

Lu Zicang stretched his legs, and sat on the ground carelessly, with a bag of potato chips in his hand.

He glanced at Guo Zhentao, and jokingly said, "Little sister is asleep?" It's the middle of the night, and he should be asleep.

Guo Zhentao nodded embarrassingly, and Li Tianhao next to him became more active, and his eyes almost fell on the bag of potato chips.

After making a fuss all night and being frightened again, he jumped down from the diving platform without any preparation, naturally his stomach was empty.

Lu Zicang glanced at him with a half-smile: "Want to eat?"

Li Tianhao laughed "hehe" twice, scratched the back of his head, "I'm a little hungry." Both Lu Zicang and Fu Yan are generous people, and they usually eat and drink a lot.

Lu Zicang stretched out a finger and shook it: "If you eat it, I can't even protect you."

"Ah?" Li Tianhao couldn't understand, "Why?"

Lu Zicang asked, "Do you know whose it is?"

Li Tianhao was at a loss: "Isn't Brother Fu's?"

"Yes," Lu Zicang asked again, "Do you know who ate this?"

Li Tianhao: "..." He understands!

Do you dare to touch the potato chips that the goblin has eaten?

Certainly not!
He nodded solemnly, pulled Guo Zhentao back two steps, away from the plastic bag, "I see."

Lu Zicang smiled: "You can teach a child."

On the side, Guo Zhentao was always in the fog, looking at this and that, looking ignorant, like a lost lamb.

Why didn't he understand a word?

Oh, no, I understand, it's the bag of potato chips, you must not touch it!

*
The stars circled the moon, shining brightly like broken diamonds dotted on a black curtain.The temperature in the mountains seemed to be lower than when he came here. Mu Jinyue curled her fingers and tucked them into her long sleeves, but she could still feel the wind blowing in from the collar and cuffs, making her fingertips icy cold.

Mu Jinyue kept her eyes lowered and remained silent.

After 2 minutes, Fu Yan stopped and stretched out his hand to her with the palm facing up.

Under the shining moonlight, his palms were white, and every streak was clearly visible.

"It's even more unsafe to go down the mountain," he asked, "Do you want to pull it?"

Mu Jinyue glanced lightly, then looked away, "No, I will watch the road carefully."

The moon was shaded by trees, half of Fu Yan's face was reflected white and bright by the missing moonlight, as if coated with a layer of light, warm and holy, the other half of his face was hidden in the shade of trees, with clear light and shade, his eyes looked like a deep spring, Heavy, full of thick ink colors.

He slowly withdrew his hand, the movement was like a slowed down animation, frozen frame by frame.

Mu Jinyue never looked at him, and took another step forward.

The road was not long, and soon the two of them saw Fu Yan's motorcycle, which was still the same as it was when he left, pitch black and oozing with cold light.

Fu Yan sat down, before he could speak, Mu Jinyue put her arms around his waist consciously, obediently and quietly.

I can't tell what it feels like, Mu Jinyue looks the same, but Fu Yan has a stuffy feeling, as if something is stuck in his chest, hindering his breathing.

The speed of the motorcycle is not too fast, and it is more stable than when it came.

Halfway through the drive, Mu Jinyue's cell phone rang suddenly.

Mu Jinyue's hand supporting Fu Yan tightened suddenly, pinching his thin waist.

"Stop." She said urgently.

The motorcycle stopped by the side of the road. As soon as Fu Yan's feet landed on the ground, Mu Jinyue let go of her hand, got off the car, and walked forward with her mobile phone without saying a word.

Fu Yan didn't know why, and was about to call her, when Mu Jinyue turned her head, her expression was a little cold, when the street lights were turned off, her light-colored pupils were covered with icicles, and her tone didn't fluctuate at all: "Don't follow."

After finishing speaking, he turned back, quickened his pace, and walked about three meters away before making a call.

Report the phone.

With a hoarse voice and a blank expression, she called the police, then put down her phone and sent a text message to SJZT.

She didn't realize it until she sent it. The other party is used to going to bed early, and at this time, she probably won't receive a reply.

She let out a tired sigh of relief, and was about to put away her phone when the screen suddenly lit up.

The other party replied.

SJZT: [It's Jin Hong's ex-girlfriend. 】

SJZT: [Ah, by the way, do you still know Jin Hong?That's the one from Nangao. After being dumped by you, he threatened you with insomnia, and led a group of people to block you behind your school, but was sent to the prison. 】

SJZT: [Speaking of this person, I remembered another thing. In three months, he should come out, right? 】

Mu Jinyue can't do anything else, but her memory is very good. She replied: [Yes, three months and one week. 】

The other side didn't reply.

Mu Jinyue waited for another minute, and the screen of the phone went dark automatically, before she put the phone in her pocket.

She and SJZT are in a purely transactional relationship, there is no need to pry into other people's privacy.

Closing her eyes, Mu Jinyue slowly drew a picture of a tender and cute face in her mind.

Jin Hong's ex-girlfriend is a little girl in the third grade of junior high school, fair and clean, with big eyes and very clean.

When Jin Hong told her to break up, the little girl cried until her eyes were red and swollen, like a little rabbit, but she still ran to Mu Jinyue and begged her sincerely not to hurt Jin Hong.

Unfortunately……

Fortunately, she asked Sister Wang to break Kong Ansi's mobile phone card in advance, otherwise she would find out about this matter, and I'm afraid that the nerves that were already stimulated would be completely broken.

After all, that woman's emotions, life and beliefs are all controlled by Mu Yingping...

Mu Jinyue shook her head, no longer thinking about it, turned around and walked back.

She stood beside Fu Yan, her voice was a little hoarse: "I'm sorry, I had some personal matters just now."

Fu Yan looked at her with downcast eyes, but didn't speak.

A gust of wind blew from the mountain, and Mu Jinyue licked her dry lips, feeling a little cold.

She knew she was in the wrong, and she was annoyed by this incident just now, and became emotional, and even forgot the basic politeness, she was a little out of control, and her attitude was not good, even if Fu Yan was angry, it was normal.

"I—" she spoke, her voice trembling a little.

Fu Yan interrupted her suddenly: "It's windy down the mountain, go back first." His tone was very calm, like a mountain that cannot be blown by the wind, calm and powerful.

Mu Jinyue nodded, sat in the back seat, and wrapped her arms around his waist.

The clothes on the young man were thin, and the heat radiated through the fabric. Mu Jinyue unconsciously leaned forward slightly, and instinctively approached the source of warmth.

She is in the dark, and she instinctively faces the sun.

Fu Yan was treated with sneering words, and it would be a lie to say that he was not angry at all, but seeing her shivering from the cold, feeling angry in his heart, he felt that he could bear it until he went back to school.

Then, like a small animal wanting to keep warm, the other party softly clung to her...

Fu Yan's eyes deepened, and he tried to tighten the corners of his mouth.

Along the way, Fu Yan didn't dare to drive too fast, nor did he dare to drive too slow.Hurry up, I'm afraid that the wind will blow the little girl in the back cold, even if I have myself in the front to block the wind, I still worry about it, but I still don't get tired of it.It's slow, and I'm afraid that the little girl will be cold all the time, but I don't have an extra coat yet.

After struggling all the way, I finally stopped downstairs in the girls' dormitory.

Fu Yan followed and asked, "Are you in a bad mood?"

When she came down the mountain, she was only depressed, but from the moment she stopped halfway, her eyes were covered with frost.

Mu Jinyue's eyelashes trembled, "No."

Her lie was too pale, Fu Yan saw through it all at once, "What happened?"

"Nothing."

"Mu Jinyue," Fu Yan's tone suddenly became two points heavier, and when he frowned, the lingering hostility in his brows also emerged, "You don't tell me anything, it will make me feel that you don't need me at all."

need him?

Mu Jinyue was taken aback for a moment, probably because the energy of receiving the news just now hadn't passed, and the first thing that came to mind was Kong Ansi and Mu Yingping.

Kong Ansi needed Mu Yingping, or rather, Mu Yingping was her only hope of survival.

What he meant by this was that he hoped that he would become the second Kong Ansi and regard him as the whole meaning of life?
It was as if a torch was suddenly lit in his mind, and the buried fuel directly burned his reason into a sea of ​​flames, turning everything into ashes.

Her tone was cold, her whole body was tense, and there was an abnormal blush on her face, almost aggressive: "Why do I need you? Do I need to rely on you?"

Fu Yan was stunned for a moment, and was immediately confused, "What's wrong with you?"

He didn't answer directly, Mu Jinyue thought he was acquiescing, and sneered, with a faint scarlet light in his eyes, and said with a sarcasm, "I'm fine, it's just you, don't take yourself too seriously."

After finishing speaking, she turned and walked directly to the dormitory building.

It wasn't until Mu Jinyue pushed open the glass door that Fu Yan came to his senses. He was eager to think about something else, and strode after him, "Mu Jinyue, wait!"

When Mu Jinyue heard the voice, she pressed the elevator without turning her head.

Fu Yan chased after him in three steps and two steps, and made a gesture to push the glass door, but the dormitory inside the door hurried out to stop him.

She looked serious: "Classmates, girls' dormitory, boys stop."

Fu Yan pursed his lips, the color of his lips turned pale, and he glanced in the direction of the elevator.

The elevator door just closed, and he could only see a pair of red eyes, which were simmering fiercely in the cold.

Fu Yan's expression was cold, and the dorm manager was a little apprehensive, but he still had to bite the bullet and persuade, and said earnestly: "Student, it's night, if something happens to you when you rush in, I can't be responsible."

She talked for a long time, but Fu Yan didn't listen to a word. Seeing that the elevator stopped on the top floor of the 17th floor, he looked away, lowered his eyes, and turned to leave.

Su Guan breathed a sigh of relief and wiped the sweat from his forehead.

"Let's change jobs quickly, these young masters from rich families are too scary."

(End of this chapter)