Quickly wear the heartthrob: beautiful cannon fodder is always forced to love

Song Wenzhou did not shy away from what he said, and he did not hold back his voice at all; at least everyone at the banquet heard it.

There was another commotion, but this time, the discussion was about whether Yun Huan was willing to enter into the marriage.

Xu Chenzhou also changed his usual calmness and said, "Huanhuan, if you are not unwilling, no one can force you."

Yun Hu was very angry with his two disciples. Yun Huan was his daughter. If she firmly disagreed, how could he force her?

Before he could open his mouth to scold her, Lu Shuangshuang, who was always the most obedient, also came closer. The difference was that she walked to Yun Hu's side.

"Master, Huanhuan doesn't like Sixth Junior Brother. You are harming them by forcing them to be together."

Everyone was saying that Yun Huan didn't like him, and these words turned into invisible knives, stabbing into Mu Yuanfeng's chest.

He grinned, his expression somewhat sinister.

"Huanhuan." Holding Yunhuan's face in one hand, Mu Yuanfeng looked at her intently, with madness hidden in his eyes that only he knew.

"Tell them, did anyone force you? Or did you agree to it yourself?"

Yun Huan turned her head and broke free from his hand.

Why is no one forcing her? Isn’t Mu Yuanfeng forcing her now?

Yun Huan pursed her lips, looking a little unhappy, but still said sullenly: "No one forced me, I agreed to it myself."

After hearing her answer, Mu Yuanfeng knew clearly in his heart that it was not what she really said, but he still raised his lips and smiled.

He looked at Xu Chenzhou and Song Wenzhou as if to show off, "Did you hear that? Huanhuan married me voluntarily."

After saying this, his eyes slowly swept across the banquet, especially staying on Bai Xiaosheng and Bai Qingyue for a longer time, with some provocation and complacency.

Song Wenzhou still didn't believe it, and reached out to pull Yunhuan, but was discovered by Mu Yuanfeng.

He put his arm around Yun Huan's shoulders and took a step back, leaving Song Wenzhou with nothing to grab.

"Huanhuan..." Song Wenzhou went to call Yunhuan's name, but was suddenly interrupted by Yunhu.

"enough!"

He looked over with sharp eyes, and his dignity as a master was still there. Song Wenzhou withdrew his hand and fell silent.

"How can you behave in front of so many people, just one or two of you? You all, go back to your seats."

Upon hearing this, Yun Huan secretly pinched Mu Yuanfeng and said, "Let me go. I want to sit back down."

Unexpectedly, when Yun Hu heard her words, he said directly: "Huan Huan, you can sit with Feng Er."

Yun Huan was unhappy again.

After the entire banquet, the only one who was truly happy was Mu Yuanfeng.

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Ordination hall.

Xu Chenzhou and Song Wenzhou each held a cushion and knelt on the ground together.

Yunhu held a long ruler in his hand, which was about three fingers wide and made of solid wood. It was very handy for beating people.

He walked past his two disciples, raised the ruler in his hand, and hit Song Wenzhou on the back mercilessly.

He hit Song Wenzhou for more than ten times in a row until sweat broke out on his forehead and he couldn't help but groan, then he stopped.

Xu Chenzhou, who was standing by, also could not escape the punishment and was hit more than a dozen times.

Yunhu used some of his internal energy when he hit people. Although they were not seriously injured, they would not feel good either.

Seeing that Yun Hu was about to attack again, Yun Huan, who was standing by and watching, spoke out to stop him.

"Dad, that's enough. Didn't you see that Fourth and Fifth Brothers are already like this? Why are you still beating them?"

Yun Huan reached out and grabbed Yun Hu, stopping him from taking action.

"Anyway, I won't let you fight anymore."

Lu Shuangshuang also pleaded: "Master, please calm down and spare the two junior brothers."

Yun Huan kicked Mu Yuanfeng, who was watching the show at the side, and looked at him coldly.

Mu Yuanfeng immediately said tactfully: "Yes, Master, the brothers have already realized their mistakes."

Yun Hu was still angry at the two evil disciples for their outrageous remarks at the banquet. If Lu Shuangshuang wasn't a girl, she would have been punished as well.

But they all pleaded for mercy, especially Yun Huan who was holding him back and not letting him move, so Yun Hu had no choice but to continue fighting.

He had no choice but to throw away his sleeves and leave angrily with the ruler.

As soon as Yunhu left, Lu Shuangshuang hurried to help them up.

Xu Chenzhou was helped up first. Seeing this, Yun Huan also reached out her hand to help Song Wenzhou, but was discovered by the sharp-eyed Mu Yuanfeng, who helped Song Wenzhou up first.

It was said to be supporting, but in fact it was more like grabbing his shoulders and lifting him up, which was very uncomfortable to watch.

Song Wenzhou was forced to stand up, but before he could stand firmly, he immediately pushed Mu Yuanfeng away. At the end, he even patted his shoulders while enduring the pain, as if he had been stained with something dirty.

Mu Yuanfeng was not annoyed, he just stood back next to Yun Huan and said, "Since Master is not going to punish you anymore, I will take Huan Huan and leave first."

After saying this, without waiting for anyone to respond, he grabbed Yun Huan's wrist and took her away.

Song Wenzhou was about to chase after him, and Xu Chenzhou also shook off Lu Shuangshuang's hand that was supporting him.

But both of them were injured, and they were in so much pain that they couldn't stand up after just a few steps.

When he looked up again, the two figures were no longer visible in the inky black night.

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"Mu Yuanfeng, let me go!"

It was already late at night and there was no one around. Yun Huan shouted without restraint and shook her wrists hard, trying to break free from Mu Yuanfeng's hands.

Mu Yuanfeng, who was walking in front, suddenly turned around. Before Yun Huan could react, he pinched Yun Huan's chin and kissed her fiercely.

Mu Yuanfeng didn't know how many times he had kissed Yun Huan in his dreams at midnight. But when he actually tasted her lips, he realized that those dreams that had once made him linger were nothing more than this.

He was like a traveler who had been thirsty in the desert for several days and finally saw an oasis. And Yunhua was the clear spring in the oasis, which made him extremely thirsty.

In these two years, he has never forgotten Yun Huan.

He endured the pain of treatment and practiced martial arts desperately, all for the purpose of coming back to see her as soon as possible.

Mu Yuanfeng even thought he was ridiculous. Yun Huan wanted to kill him, but he not only did not hate her, but he also loved her.

Mu Yuanfeng kissed her, staring at Yun Huan's face without blinking.

She slowly stopped struggling, and her face was no longer so resistant. Her eyes gradually became blurred, and mist gradually rose in her sparkling eyes, and the corners of her eyes were stained with a rouge crimson color.

Yun Huan was finally released as she wished, but the hand that was originally holding her touched the red corners of her eyes the next second.

Mu Yuanfeng pressed the tip of his finger on the corners of her eyes and rubbed them gently. Yun Huan instinctively shed a few tears, wetting her long eyelashes.

His other hand was around Yun Huan's slender waist, and he held her extra tightly as if he was afraid that she would run away.

After an unknown amount of time, Mu Yuanfeng finally slowly left her lips, but he couldn't help but come back and bite the small mole on her lips.