Chapter 3018 Muning Extra (28) You Have No Intention

After communicating with Teacher Sun for an hour, Teacher Sun received a call and hurriedly said goodbye to Yan Xuewei and left.

Looking at Teacher Sun's back, Yan Xuewei felt that she was a little cute for some reason.

Yan Xuewei knew Teacher Sun somewhat. Her father died young and she had an older sister who relied on her mother to collect rags.

Teacher Sun was originally recommended to G University. Because of her outstanding achievements, she was the favorite of her teachers in high school.

Teacher Sun lived up to expectations and became an excellent teacher after graduation.

She relied on the scholarship she received when she was in school, the money she earned from working, and her current salary to pay off her family's debts.

But she still maintains her frugal style. As long as the soles of a pair of sandals are not worn out, she can wear them for several years.

Thick bangs, thick black-rimmed glasses, thin body, old-fashioned dress, outdated plastic sandals.

Her original impression of Yan Xuewei was that she was hard-working and lived hard.

Now, Yan Xuewei has changed her mind.

"Hello, please bring me some osmanthus wine."

After a while, the waiter brought a serving of osmanthus wine and two small wine glasses.

The wine here is said to be brewed in-house and comes in small bottles.

It is a milky white glass bottle with light pink osmanthus painted on the bottle and three simple words - osmanthus wine.

Yan Xuewei poured a glass and took a sip. It was sweet in the mouth and could not taste the taste of wine.

Yan Xuewei has only drank beer and red wine so far, but only in small amounts.

This was the first time she drank osmanthus wine. To her, it didn't feel like wine, but more like osmanthus juice.

Then she ordered three more.

The waiter reminded in a low voice, "Miss, although the alcohol content of the osmanthus wine is not high, it still has staying power."

Yan Xuewei raised her head. The waiter was a young boy. He blushed and lowered his head, not daring to look at her.

After drinking, Yan Xuewei's cheeks were slightly red, and there was a bit of moisture in her eyes, making her already beautiful look even more fairy-like.

Therefore, it is normal for boys to blush when they see her.

Yan Xuewei smiled and said in a gentle tone, "Thank you, I will pay attention."

The waiter said "yes" nervously and left in a hurry.

Seeing the waiter looking so embarrassed, Yan Xuewei's mood unexpectedly improved.

You see, people are always like this, little things can make themselves happy.

Wine is not intoxicating, people are intoxicated themselves. After drinking the remaining osmanthus wine, Yan Xuewei also felt a little dizzy.

It turns out that this sweet thing can also be intoxicating.

She got up to pay the bill. If she didn't meet anyone, she could have a good sleep tonight.

However, if a person is not satisfied, there will be obstacles wherever he goes.

Just after settling the bill, the lady at the front desk gave Yan Xuewei an osmanthus sachet.

Yan Xuewei looked at the pink sachet in her hand. She leaned closer and smelled it. The scent of osmanthus she liked was so sweet that it hit the heart.

She thanked her and turned to leave.

Facing them, Mu Sishen and his assistant walked in, followed by two people, An Qianqian and Fang Miaomiao.

When Mu Sishen said he would never see her again, he said it on the phone. Now, a week later, when he sees her again, it feels like a century has passed and it feels like the past.

Yan Xuewei and Musishen looked at each other. Musishen seemed to be having a good week, full of energy, like the second spring.

Compared with Mu Sishen, Yan Xuewei's life was really miserable these days.

"Teacher Yan, are you coming to eat alone? It's such a coincidence that we can meet here." Fang Miaomiao held An Qianqian's arm from behind and said loudly.

She seemed to be afraid that others would not know that Yan Xuewei was alone.

However, Yan Xuewei didn't even look at Fang Miaomiao, she just said, "Please give way."

Yan Xuewei's cheeks were flushed and her eyes were a little dazed, she was clearly drunk.

Fortunately, she was still somewhat clear-headed and didn't get distracted in front of Musi God.

Musshen looked at her expressionlessly and turned his body to one side.

Yan Xuewei's steps were a little frivolous.

Go outside.

An Qianqian also stood on one side, and Fang Miaomiao spoke again. She seemed to be pretending to be concerned, "Teacher Yan, you are so cold and indifferent."

An Qianqian pulled her gently to signal her to stop talking.

Yan Xuewei walked to the door and stopped again.

Fang Miaomiao wanted to say something else, but Yan Xuewei turned around at this time.

She saw the god Musi.

Mu Sishen was also looking at her, frowning and looking unhappy, as if she had done something hugely wrong.

What could he be unhappy about? With a young girl by his side, he might be laughing so hard every night, right?

As the saying goes, drinking makes you brave.

Just when An Qianqian and the others were looking at Yan Xuewei, Yan Xuewei suddenly walked towards Mu Sishen.

"Eh?" An Qianqian said softly, but she didn't dare to step forward.

Yan Xuewei came to Mu Sishen. Before he could speak, Yan Xuewei stretched out her hand and grasped Mu Sishen's tie. With her long white fingers, she just pulled hard, and Mu Sishen lowered his head.

Yan Xuewei stood on her tiptoes, and there was only an inch difference before their lips could touch each other.

The two people maintained this action for about ten seconds.

They were so close that Mushen could clearly see herself in Yan Xuewei's eyes.

Mu Sishen didn't react. He was shocked by Yan Xuewei's actions. He probably didn't expect her to be so bold.

However, he was also a little disappointed. When Yan Xuewei let go of him, his Adam's apple moved up and down uncontrollably.

Yan Xuewei looked at him, the corners of her lips slightly raised, and her misty eyes seemed a bit provocative.

She said softly, "Third brother, it turns out that you are not indispensable to me."

What's the meaning?

Before Mu Sishen could figure out the meaning of her words, Yan Xuewei turned around and left.

An Qianqian's face turned pale, Fang Miaomiao looked angry, and she glared at Yan Xuewei.

This woman is so shameless. In front of so many people, she openly seduced the uncle!

What made her even more angry was that Mu Sishen actually chased her out.

An Qianqian's feet went weak and she almost lost her balance, but Fang Miaomiao held her tightly.

"Qianqian, what's wrong with you?"

An Qianqian looked outside, her eyes red silently.

"I've already told you that Yan Xuewei is a cheap bitch, but you still don't believe it!" Fang Miaomiao said angrily.

At this time, Musi Shen's assistant cast a cold look.

An Qianqian hurriedly grabbed Fang Miaomiao and said, "Miaomiao, don't talk nonsense."

Fang Miaomiao looked at the assistant unconvinced, and she whispered, "He's just a bitch, what's there to be afraid of?"

"do not talk!"

Outside, Mushen strode over.

Yan Xuewei only felt that her feet were getting more and more floating as she walked, and her head was also dizzy. She didn't expect that the little sweet-scented osmanthus wine would have such a strong stamina.

Looking at Yan Xuewei, who was stumbling in front of him, Mu Sishen strode up and held her arm.

His strength was too great and he brought the person directly in front of him.

"Ouch!" Yan Xuewei exclaimed softly, almost losing her balance.

"Yan Xuewei, are you drinking alone?" Mu Sishen's voice was low and vaguely angry.

Yan Xuewei tried her best to stand still. She raised her head and looked at Mu Sishen with a pair of intoxicated eyes.

Look, this is the man she fell in love with, how rude.

Yan Xuewei licked her dry lips and reached out to take his hand away. She patted her arm as if slapping away something unclean.

She took a staggering step back and said in a soft voice, "Third brother, don't pull any strings."

"..."

He was concerned about her drinking, but she actually said this?

Don't pull or pull, then who just pulled his tie?

Mu Sishen felt more and more irritable. For some reason, when he saw Yan Xuewei, he felt uncomfortable. He was scratching and scratching, making him very uncomfortable.

He was so irritated that he pulled his tie apart, "How much wine did you drink?"

He asked again coldly.

Yan Xuewei looked at him with an incomprehensible expression, he was really vicious.

See her looking helpless

Seeing Zhi Wuhai's look, Mu Sishen immediately became angry, "Yan Xuewei, what should I ask you?"

"How strange. You are not my brother. What do you care about me? If I drink one bottle, if I drink ten bottles, what does it have to do with you?"

What does it have to do with you?

What a "what's it got to do with you"!

When did she become so sharp-tongued? Say this to him with a soft voice? It's going to be a rebellion, isn't it?

Mu Sishen reached out to grab Yan Xuewei's arm. He didn't want Yan Xuewei to be angry to death, so the best way to deal with her was to block her mouth directly.

However, this time, Musshen miscalculated.

Just as he was about to catch Yan Xuewei, she nimbly dodged him.

Yan Xuewei took two steps back, not giving Mu Sishen any chance to get close.

"You just keep talking. If you touch someone, it's annoying." Yan Xuewei stared at Mu Sishen with her watery eyes. That look made him look like a gangster.

"..."

Mu Sishen felt as if something was stuck in his heart. His heart was beating too fast. If he were ten years older, he might be knocked out.

Wasn't she the one who pulled his tie, got so close to him, and wanted to kiss him?

"If you have something to do, just do your thing. I drank a little, but I can't tell who is who. I was joking with you just now. You are my brother."

Yan Xuewei probably saw that Mu Sishen was about to lose her temper, so she immediately started talking softly.

But these words, in the eyes of Musi God, were not pleasant words.

Especially that sentence - you are my brother.

Mushen opened his mouth, but he didn't know what to say.

"I'm leaving, don't give it away."

After saying that, Yan Xuewei turned around and left.

Mu Sishen laughed angrily and chased him out with him. Was he just here to see her off?

Mu Sishen strode over again. This time he did not touch her again, but walked directly in front of her.

Yan Xuewei was forced to stop by him. She raised her head, with a cute little red face, a little unhappy at this time.

"Don't drink so much alone in the future."

"Um?"

"It's dangerous for girls to drink outside at night."

"Will An Qianqian drink alcohol soon?"

"She won't."

"Oh." Inexplicably, Yan Xuewei felt a dull pain in her chest. During their conversation, he and An Qianqian were a family.

However, Musshen is a typical swordsman. He added, "Even if she drinks, she still has me by her side."

Yan Xuewei was stunned when Mu Sishen said, what is he doing? Showing off? Demonstrating? Are you mocking her for having no one to accompany her?

He can kill people with no more than a nod of his head, so why does God Mu Si still kill people and kill people in his heart?

After being stunned, Yan Xuewei laughed, but while smiling, she shed tears.

Mu Sishen frowned tightly, "Xuewei?"

"Stop it!"

Yan Xuewei stretched out her hand to interrupt him.

"Stop calling my name, okay? Just because you don't have any intention, doesn't mean that I don't have any intention either. I know that no matter how much I cry, make trouble, or feel uncomfortable, you won't feel sorry for me at all. I just think it's me before." You made a fool of yourself, I’m looking back now, so please stop pretending that you know me well, okay?”

"Xuewei, I just don't want to see you get hurt."

"ha……"

Yan Xuewei raised her head. She tried hard to swallow back her tears, but even if she raised her head, the tears still flowed down uncontrollably.

Why is she crying?

It was just a pretentious and aggrieved feeling of not being able to love her. Even though she knew that Mu Sishen had no intention of her, she still couldn't help but shed tears because of him.

In this world, as long as you can make me hurt.

It left me scarred and I had nowhere to tell.

Yan Xuewei wanted to say it loudly, but what was the use of saying it? It just makes others laugh.

She raised her hand and wiped her tears hard.

"Third brother, from now on, you take your Yangguan Road and I cross my single-plank bridge. I know you will feel strange when I say this. There is no way, I like you too much."

It was probably because she was drunk that Yan Xuewei could say such drunk words.