As a villain, he relies on coquettishness to rise to power

Yumu glanced at him lightly, her eyes were calm and cold, falling on him calmly.

After staying for a moment, seeing that Wu Juan didn't speak, he looked away.

When Wu Juan saw her looking away, he quickly asked: "Sister Mumu, where are you going?"

He had just followed Yumu out of the hall, and the route they took did not seem to be back to Yumu's room.

Yumu's expression beside him was dull, his face was cold and distant, and his expression was neither cold nor indifferent, making him look particularly unapproachable.

After Wu Juan finished his question, he paused for a moment, but Yu Mu did not answer his question.

Wu Juan's fingertips holding the snow-white sleeves couldn't help but curl up. He seemed a little confused. He didn't know why Yu Mu answered him.

The beautiful young man bit his lip, his long eyelashes drooping, covering his twinkling eyes.

He wanted to reach out and carefully grab a corner of the girl's clothes, but the moment he touched her, the corner of the girl's clothes brushed coldly from his fingertips.

Wu Juan was startled, and then heard Yu Mu's emotionless voice: "It's time for you to go."

At that moment, Wu Juan was froze in place, and the panic and confusion poured into Wu Juan's heart like a ball of wool.

His eyelashes were trembling, and he didn't know what to do. He could only raise his long eyelashes in confusion, and looked at Yumu's pupils with his beautiful black eyes.

Wu Juan's eyes were extremely beautiful, with the ends of his eyes drooping slightly downward and very deep, like a beautiful ink painting with thick ink. It has a heart-touching feeling, and is so innocent that it makes people feel pity.

He was timid, his eyelashes trembled slightly, and he seemed extremely sad, "Sister...you hate Ah Juan, don't you?" His voice became hoarse.

"..."

Yumu remained expressionless and said nothing.

She withdrew her gaze and continued walking forward, but left a sentence: "I don't hate it."

At that moment, Wu Juan's heart skipped a beat, his pupils suddenly widened, and the corners of his mouth rose much faster than his emotions.

The young man's originally gloomy and sad eyes immediately brightened up, his thin red lips lifted into a smile, and his clear and beautiful eyes were suddenly stunning.

He folded his sleeves happily and was about to run towards Yumu.

But she didn't expect that there was someone who was one step ahead of her.

Li Jingjing ran next to Yu Mu with a big steamed bun in her mouth before stopping. She reached out and took down the big steamed bun in her mouth, and said to Yu Mu panting: "Why are you running so fast? I thought You went back to your room. I ran back and took a look, but I didn't see you at all. Where are you going, Yumu? "

"In town." Yumu replied calmly.

"..."

Behind him, Wu Juan's footsteps suddenly stopped as he walked over.

He raised his eyes, his dark and beautiful pupils flickering, looking deeply at Yumu's figure as if he couldn't believe it.

After Li Jingjing gasped and felt relieved, he took a bite of a big steamed bun and expressed his confusion: "A town? Which town?"

"..." Li Jingjing's words stunned Yu Mu. She stopped and turned around to glance at Wu Juan, who was still standing there, stunned. Yu Mu asked expressionlessly: "You guys What’s the town called?”

When he heard Yu Mu talking to him, Wu Juan's eyelashes trembled, he pursed his pale lips slightly, and said slowly and in an obscure voice: "Wutong Town."

Hearing this, Yu Mu nodded lightly and answered Li Jingjing's words with squinting eyes: "Wutong Town."