"What are you going to do?!" he squirmed, trying to break free of her hands, and the uncooperative and the opposite.

"Shut up!!" Mu Qingyang bit her lip, turned her head, and shot a "cold light" at him. Receiving the "coldness" in his eyes, his heart trembled, and he immediately closed his mouth. Obediently followed. In an instant, a sense of déjà vu arose in my mind. But it was only for a moment, and he immediately came back to his senses, and the person in front of him just looked very similar. How can I lose my coolness, whether it's from words, from temperament. or behavior, actions, it can't be the person in his heart, it's just that the cold eyes at that moment made him have that illusion. He curled the corners of his lips and laughed wryly. He was so stupid, how could that person appear on the streets of Water Moon City again! It seemed that he thought that he was thinking a little "crazy".

She led him to a deserted alley.

"Here!" she pulled some silver taels from her body and thrust them heavily into his arms. Turning around, he walked towards the alley without looking back.

He followed the silver taels, leaned his body against the wall softly, looked up at the blue sky, and thought about the voice and appearance of the man he had seen a few years ago, and his heart rippled.

"Whew...... Mu Qingyang, it won't be you after all......" He seemed to be cathartic, and he was full of thoughts for a while.

When she heard it, her footsteps paused, and she became "hairy". Why! She didn't admit that she gave it to her! This stinky boy! Was it too little? Before she could cover the silver in her arms, he ...... it Suppressing her anger, she turned and walked quickly over to him.

"Why isn't it me?!" she interrupted, her hands on her hips and her eyes wide open.

"You ......" he looked at her intently with a look of surprise and hurriedly straightened up. Adjusting their state......

Mu Qingyang began to look him up and down seriously, with a tall figure and thick eyebrows and big eyes. Although his face was covered with dust, he couldn't hide his fair complexion. With black hair, Sihao is gathered in the crown of hair. Dressed in a purple trimmed brocade robe, he also looked handsome. There is no such thing as a spill and a scoundrel just now.

He saw Mu Qingyang staring at him, and his cheeks flushed when he was shy. He lowered his head slightly.

"You, is it really Mu Qingyang?" he raised his eyes and peeked at her, soft, glutinous whispering.

"If it's not me, who could it be?" Hearing that sweet voice, looking at the shy face, she shuddered at the thought of being a man. Suddenly, a thought flashed through my mind. "Mu Qingyang"? Did this person know "him" before? When he was so excited just now, he didn't even notice that he called out her full name. Does he know the former "him"?

No wonder, when he saw her face before, he had such a look, and the disappointment that followed. Do you think she doesn't have the feeling of "Mu Qingyang", so she is not sure? That is, as far as the "Mu Qingyang" in Mu Bing's mouth is concerned, she is 100% dislike, and she does not have the aura of "him" as a loyal general.

Is it an acquaintance of "his"? Thinking about it, she was a little excited, and looked at him with a puzzled expression, what is the situation today?! First she was woken up early in the morning when she fell asleep, and was dragged off the bed by Mu Bing, and then she was teased by a "bastard". What she couldn't accept the most was that Xiaohuahua, who thought she was loyal, actually sang and cooperated with the "bastard". When she recalls her words and deeds, she is like a clown jumping off the beam! At this time, she was "blackmailed" by someone who could call "his" name.