Chapter 31 Paper Wedding Dress (31)

Li Jingjing said to Yu Mu with a heavy expression: "Yu Mu, I know people like you are not good at lying. But if you really want to throw the blame on me, you should at least tell the truth and be credible, right?"

Yu Mu: "I didn't lie."

"..."Li Jingjing: "You didn't lie, so did I lie?!"

Yu Mu didn't say anything.

Li Jingjing really wanted to get to the bottom of it this time. She asked with her hands on her hips: "Okay, Yu Mu, tell me, how did I bully Master Wu to the point of crying?"

A Master Wu who was said to be crying: "..."

He pursed his lips, raised his long eyelashes and glanced coldly at Li Jingjing, then retracted his gaze with a very cold expression.

Yu Mu: "He asked me if I liked you more."

Li Jingjing, who was still with her hands on her hips waiting for Yu Mu's answer, was stunned immediately, and her expression had not changed yet.

Li Jingjing was confused: "What?"

Wu Juan looked at Li Jingjing because of Yu Mu's words. There was a dark look under his beautiful eyes. He pursed his lips, lowered his head and remained silent.

Li Jingjing pointed at himself: "Do you like me?"

Wu Juan's drooping eyelashes turned colder.

Yu Mu said expressionlessly: "You are dreaming."

Wu Juan's eyes softened a little. His snow-white fingertips quietly gathered his sleeves, carefully raised his long eyelashes, and looked at Yu Mu with his dark eyes.

Li Jingjing choked.

Li Jingjing was innocent, "What's going on?"

"How do I know?" Yu Mu also felt very puzzled. The sickly boy said this to her without any reason. How could she know what was going on.

Wu Juan suddenly walked to Yu Mu's side. He blinked his beautiful eyes, his long feather eyelashes half hung on the end of his deep eyes, and looked at Yu Mu with wet eyes.

Wu Juan stretched out her white fingertips and gently pulled Yu Mu's sleeve: "Sister, A Juan is so tired, A Juan can't walk anymore."

Yu Mu looked at him coldly.

Oh, so, what do you want?

She won't send you back.

Wu Juan continued: "A Juan wants to hold your sister's hand and walk together, so that if A Juan has no strength, he won't fall to the ground."

There are still crystal tears on the boy's eyelashes, and the redness in his eyes has not completely faded, but this is more pitiful than before.

The boy's voice is clear and soft, with a low and hoarse voice: "Sister, can you?" His tone seems to be asking her.

Yu Mu refused coldly: "No."

Just walk, why hold hands.

Wu Juan's expression dimmed a little, his long eyelashes trembled, and he looked very sad.

He bit his lips and whispered, "Sister, you still like Li Jingjing, don't you?"

Yu Mu understood what a headache felt like for the first time. She turned around and stopped talking to the sickly boy who seemed to be more stubborn than her.

Seeing Yu Mu avoiding this question, Wu Juan's eyes dimmed completely. The fingertips holding the sleeves trembled. At that moment, Wu Juan felt that his body was extremely cold from top to bottom.

It was as if everything between heaven and earth had become pitch black, and there was no light from the world.

"What are you doing there? Don't you want to hold it?"

When his ears were buzzing and his eyes lost focus, a cold voice suddenly seemed to tear open the darkness of the world and suddenly poured into Wu Juan's chest.

Wu Juan's eyelashes trembled.

He raised his long eyelashes and looked at Yu Mu who stopped in front of him and waited for him. Wu Juan's eyes fell on the hand that the other party stretched out.

The five fingers were slender and white as jade. Unlike Wu Juan's hands, which were bony, girls' hands were always fleshy and round, which was very cute.