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

Chapter 33 034: Careful Tenderness
"And the last time," Shao Jingxu said again, with a smile in his voice: "The excuse to get out of the siege in the garden is also the nonsense of classmate Mu."

Mu Jinyue looked at him, her eyes darkened.

Shao Jingxu went on to say: "I've seen that Meng An provoked you, but you ignored it."

Two weeks ago, he saw it once from a distance. Meng An's speech was ugly and his voice was so loud that he could vaguely hear it even from a long distance away.

But Mu Jinyue didn't even look at her, and just ignored her as nothing.

Shao Jingxu felt strange, how could there be such a different girl?Obviously doing good deeds, but what I want to say seems to be for myself, making the person being helped feel uncomfortable.

He kept staring at Mu Jinyue, his eyes were sincere and sincere, clean and warm: "Mu, thank you," he was a little annoyed again, and muttered: "It seems that verbal thanks are too insincere..."

He closed his eyes in thought, looking extremely distressed, and under the sunlight, his expression was completely pure.

Mu Jinyue moved her lips, and suddenly asked him, "Can you sing?"

Shao Jingxu came back to his senses, froze for a moment, then lowered his head a little embarrassed, and whispered, "I... am a little tone deaf."

Like a cramped child, when he lowered his head, there were still two bunches of short, dull hair on the top of his head.

Mu Jinyue laughed, and raised the end of her eyes slightly, "It's okay, don't talk about these things in the future."

"Ah?" The topic changed so quickly that Shao Jingxu couldn't react.

"Take it as a gift from you to keep your mouth shut."

"But..." Shao Jingxu felt that this was not the same thing at all.

"Hush——" Mu Jinyue raised her hand, and put her slender and fair index finger on her lips, which made her lips tender and red. It's our secret."

Shao Jingxu looked at her fingers, blushed suddenly, and nodded dumbly, saying yes.

Like a scholar who was bewitched by a goblin, he lost his sanity, blushing and heart beating.

He felt that he could understand how others felt when they called Mu Jinyue the little goblin.

She walked a long way, Shao Jingxu didn't move, it took him a long time to raise his hand and touch his face.

so hot...

Not paying attention to Shao Jingxu's movements, Mu Jinyue strolled with her gaze a little blank.

A hand suddenly stretched out from the corner, Mu Jinyue was caught off guard, and was pulled by the wrist.

Before she had time to struggle, or even to see the figure clearly, Mu Jinyue's uninjured hand was pressed against the wall, and her whole back hit the hard and cold wall, causing a little pain.

The injured hand was gently held by someone, with little strength, as if afraid of opening the wound, but he couldn't break free.

It was dark and cold in the corner, she frowned and raised her eyes, a rebellious and wicked face was reflected in her eyes.

"Fu Yan," Mu Jinyue's eyes were as cold as ice, and her tone was impatient: "Are you finished?"

Fu Yanwei leaned over to look at her, blocking the light, his eyes became deeper, and there seemed to be a flame burning in the black pupils: "Have you taken a fancy to him?"

"What does it have to do with you?" Mu Jinyue snorted coldly, tilting her head back, trying to stay away from him, but there was a wall behind her, and there was nowhere to hide.

Fu Yan bent down again, and his whole body was closer to her, a little oppressive, his nose fluttered, and he could even feel the warm breath of the other party.

Mu Jinyue turned her face away uncomfortably. With such a movement, the broken hair on the front of her forehead brushed against Fu Yan's chin lightly. It was a little itchy, which made him frowned unconsciously.

Noticing his small movements out of the corner of her eyes, Mu Jinyue only thought that he was a little bored with the distance between the two of them, and suddenly there was an unknown anger in her heart, and she turned back to stare at him: "Since you hate it, stay away from me ah!"

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, not knowing why, seeing her eyes burning red, he explained patiently: "I told you, I don't hate you anymore."

In a word, Mu Jinyue's fire was stuck in her chest, and she couldn't go up or down, which made her feel uncomfortable.

I want to be angry, but somehow, I can't get angry.

He is the one who says he hates it, and he is the one who says he doesn't hate it.

This guy……

"What exactly do you want?" Mu Jinyue asked weakly, word by word.

She is shorter than Fu Yan, but at this time Fu Yan is bent over, she only needs to lift her eyes to meet his eyes.

The pupils that look like dots of ink are so deep and dense that it is impossible to see the emotions in them clearly.

He suddenly spoke, with a flat tone: "That guy is tone deaf."

Mu Jinyue's eyelashes trembled, waiting for his next words.

He didn't explain much, but hummed an unknown tune.

After a short prelude, he sang a song that Mu Jinyue had never heard before.

For a long time, Mu Jinyue only listened to various lullabies and even lullabies. She didn't understand other popular music.

It was a relatively brisk tone, but Fu Yan's voice was deep and hoarse, singing with a laziness and charm.

Mu Jinyue didn't know that he was tone deaf, but...it sounded good.

It's good to hear that it can relax her tense mind, and she doesn't want to think about anything.

Drowsiness appeared in the eyes, all vigilance of Mu Jinyue disappeared, the hands that were held by him gradually lost strength, and the eyelids began to become heavy.

She looked sleepy, her sharpness faded, like a cat with its sharp claws, well-behaved and cute.

Fu Yan's expression froze, and he realized that the distance between the two people was too close.

He was so close that he could clearly see the curvature of each of her eyelashes, and the coldness in her eyes that would never go away.

The roots of his ears were red, he moved his eyes down, looked at the pale blue under her eyelids, unconsciously frowned, and lowered his voice.

After a while, the singing stopped, Fu Yan showed surprise, and lowered his voice to call out: "Mu Jinyue?"

No one responded, only shallow and long breathing, steady and gentle.

Fu Yan raised his eyebrows, a little puzzled.

Is this... asleep?
I saw Mu Jinyue leaning against the wall, tilting her head slightly, her brows stretched out, her expression peaceful, and the corners of her mouth raised in a very shallow arc.

Fu Yan held her hand lightly, and Mu Jinyue's arm slid down as if she had no strength, and even her whole body lost support, and she was about to sit on the ground along the wall.

Fu Yan was startled, and quickly wrapped his arms around her waist. With a little force, Mu Jinyue unconsciously leaned into his arms.

In her sleep, she rubbed her face against Fu Yan's chest, mumbled a few words in a dream, and went back to sleep.

Fu Yan was at a loss, blushing and didn't know what to do, and completely lost the momentum just now.

He lowered his head, trying to wake her up, but...

In sight, the girl was sleeping peacefully, but her hands seemed to be dependent, gently grabbing the hem of his clothes.

Obviously it was the strength to break free with a single movement, but Fu Yan didn't know what bewitched him. Not only did he not break free, but he even raised his hand and gently embraced the girl's shoulders. His movements were very light and slow to help her. She adjusted her posture to avoid discomfort.

There was a gentle breeze and the scorching sun. In a corner of the teaching building, the young man lowered his head, and in his unruly eyebrows, there was a gentleness that he hadn't noticed.

(End of this chapter)