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

The face of the young man beside him has jade-like brows, and his thin lips are slightly pursed, stained with water mist, and formed into a straight line.

"...Okay" Wu Juan lowered his head with red ears.

Seeing this, Yu Mu raised his eyebrows and showed a rare expression of surprise: "You really think that?" Li Jingjing is quite accurate in reading people's thoughts in this regard.

Hearing Yu Mu's words, Wu Juan paused for a moment, looked up blankly, and looked at Yu Mu with his dark eyes. The young man's eyes flashed and he asked in a slightly hoarse voice: "Sister, what's wrong?"

Inexplicably, looking at the girl's expressionless face, Wu Juan felt a sense of panic and confusion in his heart.

Wu Juan raised his hands and grasped Yumu's sleeves in panic, subconsciously leaned over and murmured with a pale expression: "Sister..."

He was afraid, afraid that what he had just done was just his wishful thinking.

The question was so casual and plain, but without any surprise, it created ripples in his heart, causing his emotions to fluctuate due to that tiny ripple.

Yumu looked into his eyes, the dark pupils were calm, and under the young man's anxious and hopeful gaze, he withdrew the sleeve that was tightly held by the young man. At that moment, the young man's eyes suddenly dimmed. .

The girl's indifferent words rang in her ears.

"Just mention it casually, don't take it to heart."

The sleeves slipped away from the fingertips. At that moment, the temperature on the fingertips seemed to be disappearing rapidly, gradually becoming cold and stiff, and then the limbs began to numb.

Wu Juan's eyelashes trembled, and his voice was so hoarse that it was almost impossible to hear what he said: "Just a casual mention..."

He clenched his fingertips tightly, as if he was trying to hold back something. The long eyelashes trembled violently, and the tightly pursed lips formed a long line.

Li Jingjing on the side had no courage to continue reading.

It's so heartbreaking.

Zaizai looked hurt and sad, and Li Jingjing, a fan of his mother, was almost heartbroken when he saw it.

Li Jingjing covered her heart. The more she looked at Wu Juan, the more heartache she felt, and the more she felt itchy towards Yu Mu. If his strength hadn't allowed him to do so, Li Jingjing would have definitely gone up and knocked Yumu's elm-headed head awake.

Such a delicate and fragile boy looks sad in front of you, but you are still indifferent!

Hurry up and coax me!

Damn, I’m so angry!

Woo hoo hoo, mom's good boy, don't cry, mommy will teach you a lesson from this bad sister.

Just when Li Jingjing thought that Wu Juan would hide his face in sadness and leave the hall, the thin and beautiful young man just slowly raised his head and smiled at the girl in front of him with his already red eyes.

That smile was very sweet and sensible, "Yes, Ah Juan understands."

The ends of his eyes were clearly still so red, and there were still crystal tears hanging on his long eyelashes. His dark pupils were filled with mist. He was as aggrieved and sad as before, but now he smiled so well-behaved and gentle. .

"Sister, what do you want to eat? Ah Juan will pick it up for you." Wu Juan held the chopsticks and asked Yu Mu with a crooked eye and a smile.

The young man's voice was still tinted with an inch of hoarseness, a rustling sound, like a whisper caressing his ears.

Yumu's eyes swept over and landed on the corners of the young man's lips that slightly curled up with red lips. Finally, he looked at the smile between his eyebrows and remained silent for a second.

She looked away, pursed her lips and said coldly: "No, you can eat it yourself."

The girl's attitude must have been much colder than before. Seeing this, Wu Juan's eyes dimmed.

He was silent for a second, with a slight smile on his lips, a gentle smile, and a soft voice: "Okay, Ah Juan understands."