The Boss is Very Busy

After school, Mu Juan received a message from Mu Mian.

[Unlike my sister: You seem to have evening self-study, right? 】

Mu Juan frowned; [? 】

[Unlike my own sister: Then come here quickly, and you will have to go back for evening self-study later. 】

【…】

The weather in the evening was a bit cool, Mu Juan casually put on his coat and picked up his schoolbag.

While packing up his things, he lowered his head and said to An Yin: "I won't have dinner with you for a while."

An Yin lowered her eyes and was writing a question, when she heard this, she just hummed calmly, her delicate little face didn't seem to have any emotion.

Mu Juan turned back to the boys in the back row and said, "Don't look for me to play cards later, I'll go out for a while."

"Huh? Why?" The man didn't know: "What are you going out for now? There will be evening self-study later."

Mu Juan walked out of the aisle, took the mobile phone to reply to the message, and said without looking up: "The chick who was pestering me a few days ago insisted on asking me to have dinner today."

"..."

An Yin's fingers clenched the pen holder for a moment.

The friend was a little confused, wondering: "Don't you like her?"

"Oh." Mu Juan turned off the phone, touched his nose with a natural expression: "She is tightly wrapped, I am afraid she will cry."

"..."

He frowned, looking quite distressed: "Wouldn't it be me bullying her?"

An Yin suddenly stood up, with a beautiful and slender figure, when he got up suddenly, the boys who were just about to talk stopped inexplicably and looked at him in a daze.

The young man's smooth and fair cheeks were a little immature, and he hadn't really grown up yet, and his outline was already perfect. He tightened his young and delicate face, looking serious, and inexplicably added a bit of temptation.

He turned around quietly and took a step.

Mu Juan glanced at him, the man walked over steadily with no expression on his face, and when he passed by, Mu Juan's shoulder was bumped subconsciously.

The boy was immediately stunned, and he looked at the back of the other party in a daze.

On weekdays, the other party seemed completely indifferent to world affairs, Mu Juan couldn't think of any reason for An Yin, so he stood up specially and walked over to bump him.

It wasn't until a few seconds later that he popped out a sentence: "... What's wrong with you?"

An Yin looked back at him, her clear and dark pupils were emotionless, and the corners of her lips were straight.

A few seconds later, he drooped his eyelashes, pursed his peach-colored plump lips, and his delicate face was radiant with coolness.

"Since you don't like it, don't give her any hope."

"..."

Wood tired:? ?

Before Mu Juanpin understood the meaning of these words, the other party turned his head expressionlessly and walked out.

Mu Juan looked at the few people in the back row who had the same expressions as him, and he paused for a few seconds before saying: "...do you understand?"

One of them shook his head, looking just as dazed.

The other touched his chin and nodded thoughtfully: "He seems to think that you are scumming other girls, and you are complaining."

After he finished speaking, he thought about what Mu Juan had done, clicked his tongue a few times, and seemed to agree: "Indeed, you are quite a scum."

"..."

Mu Juan moved his lips, his complexion became not so good.

Those few people immediately lowered their heads, put on airs, and did what they should do.

Mu Juan walked out with her schoolbag.

It's meal time now, and students are basically gathered in the dining hall and dormitory, with no one around.

He left for a while, frowning.

He is scum?

is it possible? !

Mu Juan left for another meeting, and received a urging message on his phone with the note "not like my real sister". He glanced, the corners of his lips were straightened, and he looked a little cold.

Slag kapok?

...

He didn't want to die.