Young Master Lu's Warm Wedding and His Lovely New Bride

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

Looking at Teacher Sun's back, Yan Xuewei inexplicably thought she was a little cute.

Yan Xuewei knows a little bit about Teacher Sun. Her father died young, and she also had an older sister who relied on her mother to pick up the mess.

Teacher Sun was sent to G University at the beginning, and because of her outstanding grades, she was the pride of her teacher in high school.

Teacher Sun did not disappoint, and he became an excellent teacher after graduation and staying in school.

She relied on the scholarship she received when she was in school, the money she earned from part-time work, and the current salary to repay the family debt.

But now she still maintains a frugal style, a pair of sandals, as long as she does not wear the soles, she can wear them for several years.

Thick bangs, thick black-framed glasses, thin body, old-fashioned dresses, outdated plastic sandals.

She originally gave Yan Xuewei the impression that she worked hard and lived hard.

Now Yan Xuewei has changed her view.

"Hello, please give me an osmanthus wine."

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

The wine here is said to be brewed in the store, a small bottle.

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

Yan Xuewei poured a glass and tasted it briefly. The taste was sweet and could not taste a bit of wine.

Yan Xuewei has only drunk beer and red wine, but only a small amount.

The first time I drank osmanthus wine, it was not like wine to her, it was more like osmanthus juice.

Then she ordered three more.

The waiter reminded in a low voice, "Miss, although the degree of sweet-scented osmanthus wine is not high, it still has stamina."

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

Yan Xuewei, who had drunk wine, had a slight red cheek and a bit of water vapor in her eyes, which made her, who was already pretty, more immortal at this time.

Therefore, it is normal for a boy to blush when he sees her.

Yan Xuewei smiled and said softly, "Thank you, I will pay attention."

The waiter gave a nervous "um" and left in a hurry.

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

You see, people are always like this. Some small things can make yourself happy.

The wine is not intoxicating. People are drunk. After drinking the remaining osmanthus wine, Yan Xuewei also feels dizzy.

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

Get up to check out, if she doesn't meet someone, then she can sleep beautifully tonight.

However, if a person is unhappy, it will be a hurdle wherever he goes.

Just after closing 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 sweet-scented osmanthus that she likes is on the cusp.

She thanked her and just turned to leave.

In front of him, Musshen and his assistant walked in, followed by two people, An Qianqian and Fang Miaomiao.

When Mu Sishen said that he would never see her again, he still said on the phone. Now a week later, seeing her again, like a century has passed, like a thing in the past.

Yan Xuewei and Mu Si Shen looked at each other, and Mu Si Shen seemed to be doing well this week, refreshed, like a second spring.

People are more dead than people, and Yan Xuewei has been a bit miserable these days compared to Mu Sishen.

"Teacher Yan, are you alone for dinner? It's a coincidence that you can meet you here too." Fang Miaomiao said loudly, holding An Qianqian's arm behind him.

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

However, Yan Xuewei didn't even glance at Fang Miaomiao, only said, "Thank you for the trouble."

Yan Xuewei's cheeks are red, and her eyes are a little dazed, she is clearly drunk.

Thanks to her being a bit clear and clear, she didn't get confused in front of the god Musi.

Musi looked at her blankly, and turned his body to the side.

Yan Xuewei walked out with some vain steps.

An Qianqian also stood on one side, Fang Miaomiao spoke again, and she seemed to be pretending to be concerned, "Teacher Yan, it's so cold, I don't care."

An Qian lightly teased her, motioning her not to speak any more.

Yan Xuewei walked to the door, and she stopped again.

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

She saw the god Musi.

Mu Sishen was also looking at her, frowning, his face was unhappy, as if she had done something terribly wrong.

What is he upset about?With a young girl by his side, he might not be able to smile every night, right?

As the saying goes, wine is strong and courageous.

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

"Huh?" An Qianqian said softly, but she did not dare to move forward.

Yan Xuewei came to Mu Sishen. Before he could speak, Yan Xuewei reached out and directly held Mu Sishen's tie. With her white and long fingers, she pulled her head so hard.

Yan Xuewei stood on her toes, only an inch away, the lips of the two could be pressed together.

Two people kept this movement for about ten seconds.

They were too close, Mu Sishen could clearly see himself in Yan Xuewei's eyes.

Mu Sishen didn't react, he was startled by Yan Xuewei's actions, probably did not 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, curling her lips slightly, her misty eyes seemed to be provocative.

She whispered softly, "Brother, it turns out that you don't have to be you to me."

What do you mean?

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

An Qianqian's face was pale and Fang Miaomiao's face was angry. She stared at Yan Xuewei.

This woman is so shameless, in front of so many people, she actually seduce the uncle grandly!

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

An Qianqian's feet were soft, almost unable to stand firmly, Fang Miaomiao pulled her tightly.

"Qian Qian, what's the matter with you?"

An Qianqian looked outside, her eyes flushed silently.

"I've said it all, Yan Xuewei is a mean bitch, son, don't you believe it!" Fang Miaomiao said angrily.

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

An Qianqian hurriedly held Fang Miaomiao, "Miao Miao, don't talk nonsense."

Fang Miaomiao looked at the assistant a little unconvinced, and she whispered, "It's just a dogleg, what's the fear."

"do not talk!"

Outside, Mu Si Shen strode over.

Yan Xuewei only felt that her feet became more and more drifting, and her head became dizzy. She didn't expect that Xiaoxiao Osmanthus would have such a strong stamina.

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

His strength was too great, and he brought people directly in front of him.

"Ouch!" Yan Xuewei whispered, almost unable to stand firm.

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

Yan Xuewei tried to stop her body, she raised her head and looked at the god Mu Si with fascinated eyes.

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

Yan Xuewei licked her dry lips and reached out to remove his hand. She patted her arm, it looked like she had patted something dirty.

She took a staggered step back, and said softly, "Brother, don't pull it."

"..."

He cares about her drinking, she said this?

Don’t pull or pull, who was pulling his tie just now.”

Musshen felt more and more irritable. For some reason, he felt uneasy when he saw Yan Xuewei. The dog scratched and was very uncomfortable.

He was so irritable that he tore off his tie, "How much wine did you drink?"

He asked coldly again.

Yan Xuewei looked at him inexplicably, he was really fierce.

Seeing her ignorant and harmless appearance, the anger of God Musi immediately rose, "Yan Xuewei, what can I ask you?"

"It's weird, you are not my brother, what do you care about me? I drink one bottle, I drink ten bottles, what is it to you?"

What to do with you?

What a "what to do with you"!

When did she become so sharp?Soften your voice, tell him this?Isn't it going to be against the sky?

Mu Sishen stretched out his hand to grab Yan Xuewei's arm. He didn't want to be mad at Yan Xuewei. The best way for her was to block her mouth directly.

However, this time, Musshen miscalculated.

As soon as he was about to catch Yan Xuewei, she swiftly avoided her.

I saw Yan Xuewei stepped back two steps directly, completely denying Mu Si Shen a chance to get close.

"Talking when you talk, it's annoying to use your hands and feet." Yan Xuewei stared at Musshen closely with a pair of water eyes, which made him a rogue.

"..."

Mu Si Shen felt that something seemed to be stuck in his heart, and his heart rate was fast. If he was a decade old, he might be fainted.

Pulling his tie just now, getting so close to him, isn't she the one who wanted to kiss him?

"If you have anything to do with you, I have a drink, but I don't know who is who. I just joked with you, you are my brother."

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

But these words, in the eyes of God Musi, are not good words.

Especially the sentence-you are my brother.

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

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

After speaking, Yan Xuewei turned and left.

Mu Sishen was angrily laughed, and chased him out with him, who came to send her specially?

Mu Si Shen walked 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 flushed face, a little unhappy at this time.

"You don't want to drink so much alcohol alone in the future."

"Ok?"

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

"Will An Qianqian drink in a while?"

"She won't."

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

However, Mu Sishen is a typical swordsman, and he added, "Even if she drank, she would have me by her side."

Yan Xuewei was stunned by Mu Sishen, what is he doing?Showing off?Demonstrating?Are you mocking her for being with you?

Can't kill people but nod their heads, why does Mu Si God still kill people?

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

Mu Sishen frowned tightly, "Xuewei?"

"Stop it!"

Yan Xuewei directly reached out and interrupted him.

"Stop calling my name, okay? You don't care, it doesn't mean I don't care. I know, no matter how much I cry, no matter how much trouble, no matter how uncomfortable, you will not feel sorry for me. I'm stupid, I'm looking back now, so don't pretend to be familiar with me anymore, okay?"

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

"what……"

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

Why is she crying?

It's just the hypocritical grievance that cannot be loved. She knows that Mu Si God has no intention of her, and she still can't control it and will cry because of him.

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

It scarred me and left me nowhere to talk.

Yan Xuewei wanted to say it out loud, but what's the use of it?It just adds to the jokes of others.

She raised her hand and wiped her tears vigorously.

"Brother, in the future, you will walk on your Yangguan Road and I will cross my single-plank bridge. I know I say this, you will definitely find it strange. There is no way, I like you so much."

Probably because she was drunk, Yan Xuewei could say this kind of drink.