Chapter 89: Go change clothes (3)

  The sudden intimate movement made me stiff all over, I stood upright and motionless, quietly listening to the zipper's sliding sound, I felt my heart beating at a very fast frequency, breathing also rapidly slowing down, and my mind was left with only a blank space.

  Just then, a cold hand suddenly pressed against the skin on my back.

  My body suddenly shook, what does this senior brother want to do...

  Mu Yanxue's fingers slid gently across my back, the places where his fingers had been were scorching hot, as if they were about to catch fire.

  What's going on? What's happening?

  How could Mu Yanxue make such an abnormal move? Is he trying to provoke Yao Naxin, so he deliberately used me and wanted Yao Naxin to get angry?

  Thinking of this, my heart suddenly ached. The feeling of being used by someone you like is really more painful than death.

  No! I don't want to be used by him, even if it's him, no way.

  When I made up my mind to push him away, he said something that shocked me extremely.

  "Teacher Yao, congratulations on your wedding! When you hold the wedding banquet, remember to send me an invitation. My girlfriend and I will definitely attend to congratulate you."

  Although his tone was calm, I could hear that he was suppressing some kind of strange emotion. I looked up at Mu Yan, and at this moment, his face was piled with a smile, but the "smile" that was skin-deep and not from the heart was really too fake, even a bit overdone, so fake that I could see through it at a glance.

  I looked forward and saw that Yao Naxin's expression seemed to have changed, her mouth curled up in a stiff smile, "Well... well, as long as Mu classmate is willing to come..."

  The man holding Yao Naxin seemed to be very astute, how could he not notice the unusual atmosphere now? He let go of Yao Naxin, took a big stride, walked in front of me and Mu Yan, looked at me for a moment, then shifted his gaze to Mu Yan's face. "We will definitely send you an invitation," he said, looking at me again before extending his hand to shake Mu Yan's hand.

  "Yumeng, you go change first." Mu Yan didn't move his gaze away from the man's face, but handed me the clothes and winked at me gently, "I just helped you with the zipper, I was afraid you couldn't open it. As a boyfriend, I'm very responsible, right?"

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