The school beauty is aloof? Whatever, she has a younger sister.

Chapter 124 One is very fierce, the other is very lustful

The room was quiet. Only the ticking of the clock seemed to stretch out the silence.

Liu Wuyang sat on the chair, her legs crossed in a lazy posture, revealing her slender figure encased in black stockings.

She held a pen, her long eyelashes drooping, her gaze occasionally drifting towards Zhang Muchen beside her.

Dan Yu looked at the two of them with some surprise. Why had the boy, who had been talking non-stop just moments before, suddenly fallen silent?

Dan Yu was somewhat puzzled.

"Student, you just said you are weak and sickly. I have studied some traditional Chinese medicine, so I can check your pulse."

"Give me your hand," Shan Yu suddenly said.

"Sister, you can also take a pulse?"

Zhang Muchen was slightly taken aback, then happily rolled up his sleeves.

At this time, a crisp voice sounded.

Liu Wuyang placed her pen face down on the table and stretched slightly.

She raised her long, slender arm above her head, her movements languid and casual. Then, she rested her chin on her hand, looking at the two of them with a half-smile.

Vinegar Baby is unhappy.

Zhang Muchen tilted his head slightly, and his eyes met Liu Wuyang's deep gaze.

Her gaze was cool and calm, but there was a hint of bitterness hidden within it.

"This is interesting." Zhang Muchen's lips curled up almost imperceptibly.

Although Liu Wuyang showed off to him when she first came in.

But Zhang Muchen quickly adjusted.

I have absolutely no relationship with Sister Yang.

She gets jealous, I flirt with my girl.

Moreover, Shan Yu simply wanted to take her pulse; she had no ill intentions.

Liu Wuyang would never take her anger out on an innocent person.

So she could only watch silently from the sidelines, unable to openly express her displeasure.

Thinking of this, a wicked smile appeared in Zhang Muchen's eyes.

Since you can't openly get angry, I'll just tease you.

I love watching my jealous son get jealous, hehehehe.

So he rolled up his sleeves and reached out to Shan Yu without hesitation.

"Sis, can you take a look at this?"

Liu Wuyang watched this scene and lightly tapped her fingertip on the table.

Bang. Bang. Bang...
Zhang Muchen knew that this was a sign that Liu Wuyang was in a bad mood.

But that wasn't all; he wanted to add fuel to the fire.

"I have very poor physical fitness; I can't even run one lap. And I've also been having trouble sleeping lately."

"Sis, give me a good touch."

"Check my pulse."

Shan Yu nodded seriously: "I see. Insomnia is a big problem. Let me give you a good massage."

Liu Wuyang wrinkled her nose slightly, her gaze fixed on Shan Yu's fair hands.

She was resting her hand on Zhang Muchen's wrist.

"You brat, you're doing this on purpose, aren't you?"

Liu Wuyang gritted her teeth secretly.

Over there, Shan Yu carefully took the pulse.

"Huh? Your pulse is very normal, very masculine." Shan Yu frowned slightly.

"Really?" Zhang Muchen stroked his chin.

"Sister, speak more carefully, speak more masculine."

Dan Yu glanced at him hesitantly: "Uh, I've only learned a little bit. But my master said that those with a strong pulse are mostly masculine."

Her gaze returned to Zhang Muchen's wrist, and she seemed to think about it seriously: "Your pulse is too strong and too masculine."

She paused for a moment, then said, "Little brother, you must be pretty strong."

Cough cough cough cough
Liu Wuyang suddenly choked on her own saliva.

What is this all about?
Just a moment ago, he was jealous because Shan Yu touched Zhang Muchen, so why did he suddenly turn onto the highway?

"Teacher Liu, how about I check your pulse too?" Shan Yu suddenly looked up and smiled gently at her.

"I..." Liu Wuyang subconsciously wanted to refuse, but before she could speak, Zhang Muchen next to her had already taken over the conversation.

"Okay, I'll take a look for Sister Yang."

As he spoke, he grabbed Liu Wuyang's wrist and gently pulled her sleeve up a bit.

As Zhang Muchen rolled up his sleeves, his fingertips lightly brushed against Liu Wuyang's smooth, delicate skin, creating a subtle tactile sensation.

Wow, so smooth.

Liu Wuyang was stunned for a moment, then struggled violently after realizing what was happening, glaring fiercely at Zhang Muchen.

"Let go," she warned in a low voice.

Zhang Muchen blinked and smiled innocently: "Sister Yang, just take a look, okay? What's there to hide?"

"Are you afraid that they'll find out you're pregnant?"

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You brat, you really don't know how to watch your mouth!

Sitting opposite her, Shan Yu watched the interaction between the two and couldn't help but chuckle: "Teacher Liu, you and this student have a really good relationship."

?

Who is on good terms with him?
Liu Wuyang glared at Zhang Muchen, then gently kicked his shin and gritted her teeth, saying, "Let me go, I'll let Shan Yu take a look."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Muchen obediently let go of her hand, but her eyes gleamed with a strong sense of schadenfreude.

Liu Wuyang rubbed her wrist, which had been pinched, took a deep breath, and stretched her hand out to Shan Yu.

Shan Yu naturally took her pulse and carefully felt it.

Gradually, Shan Yu's brows furrowed slightly, and a hint of doubt appeared in her eyes.

She seemed unsure, so she moved her hand up a little further and felt it more carefully.

Looking at her expression, Liu Wuyang felt inexplicably flustered.

"What's wrong?" she couldn't help but ask.

Dan Yu looked up at her, seemingly hesitant.

"Just say it!" Liu Wuyang said impatiently.

Shan Yu glanced at Zhang Muchen, seemingly a little embarrassed to say it aloud.

"Don't look at him, look at me, and tell me!"

Liu Wuyang patted the table, feeling increasingly uncertain.

Shan Yu paused for a moment, then slowly said, "Teacher Liu, your pulse is very healthy."

Liu Wuyang breathed a sigh of relief: "Then why are you frowning?"

Dan Yu's eyes flickered slightly: "But your pulse seems to be rather restless, presenting a certain state."

She pursed her lips and organized her thoughts: "My teacher once said that a pulse that is too restless or agitated often indicates unsatisfied desires."

“Teacher Liu, you’re very sensual.” Shan Yu looked at her, her tone serious. “Extremely sensual.”

Liu Wuyang: "?"

Zhang Muchen: "?"

The room fell into a deathly silence for a moment.

Liu Wuyang's face flushed bright red instantly, the color spreading to her ears.

"Hmm," Shan Yu looked at Liu Wuyang thoughtfully, then continued earnestly, "Teacher Liu, do you take care of yourself at night?"

Before she could finish speaking, Liu Wuyang sprang into action and abruptly covered her mouth with her hand.

"Shut up, shut up."

Her ears turned bright red with anxiety, and she frantically tried to restrain Shan Yu, afraid that she would say something shocking again.

She lowered her voice: "There are still students here."

Dan Yu blinked as she was being held down, signaling for her to let go.

Liu Wuyang stiffly released her grip, turned her head, and pulled the chair away from Zhang Muchen.

Zhang Muchen's gaze lingered on Shan Yu, his eyes subtly hinting: "Xi Suo, sister, Xi Suo!"
Shan Yu glanced at Zhang Muchen, then looked at Liu Wuyang.

I finally couldn't hold it in anymore.

"One of you is very fierce, and the other is very lustful."

"They are a perfect match, a match made in heaven."

Liu Wuyang: "."

(End of this chapter)