…

Yan Muye quickly came to his senses and pinched his palm.

A slight tingling sensation finally pulled her back.

Perhaps, the previous things have stayed in the past.

The former Bei Yanchen has long since died.

Now the one standing next to him is Bei Xianchen, who belongs to Murong Xiaoxiao.

…

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kita, forgive me for not understanding what you're saying."

"If you're complimenting me right now, then I'm very happy, in fact, you can continue to compliment me a few more words."

"If you're not praising me, then please take back what you just said."

"In this world, there are many ways to stand out for Miss Murong, no matter which method and move, I don't care, and I welcome it at any time."

"As long as you're happy."

"If you didn't stand up for her just now, then the two of us have nothing to say, after all, we don't know each other that well, do we?"

Yan Muye smiled.

Leng Fu Xiao's pupils gradually narrowed, and then fixed on the woman in front of him.

"Does the two of us have to do this?"

"It was you who were unrighteous in the first place, and I didn't think of betraying you."

"Xiaoxiao didn't think about it either."

"Maybe if you could explain it to me at the time, and I ......"

Yan Muye carefully thought about the events of his previous life.

Those intermittent thoughts, in retrospect, are indeed not so good.

He now told himself that he had been.

Who is he to say this to himself?

And what are the rights?

Is it not enough for a person to be cheap once, and then to continue to be cheap a second time?

It's ridiculous.

…

"Wait."

Before Bei Yanchen could finish his words completely, Yan Muye quickly interrupted him.

"I really don't understand what you're saying."

"I'm a good friend of Miss Yan, and I've just vaguely heard the story between the two of you, so I can't help but want to stand up and say something when I see the and scumbag together today."

"If you misunderstand me because of what I said today, then I want to say that you can think less about things you shouldn't think."

Bei Yanchen frowned, he would not believe that his judgment was wrong.

But the woman in front of her is too similar to Yan Muye's aura.

Other than that, the two are a little different.

Just as he was thinking about the difference, Yan Muye suddenly took a few steps towards him.

"Who hasn't liked garbage when they're young!"

"It's like junk food, it's like people. Slag, the more garbage the food, the better it tastes, and the more scum people are, the more people love it. ”

"Again, I think Mr. Bei and Miss Murong Xiaoxiao are actually quite compatible."

"But what about ......" Yan Muye approached him, and then stood opposite him.

Her fingertips slowly slid up his suit, then tilted her face.

"I always feel that Mr. North is really missing something."

"Life needs a little green, and so do you, sir."

After speaking, the person under the black veil couldn't help but hook his lips.

Immediately, before she could retreat, she was caught by him.

"Please let go, or your hands will not be there, then I can't guarantee it."

Yan Muye's gaze cast to his wrist.

That's when —

"Brother Chen!!"

Murong Xiaoxiao's voice.

"Su Dye, you... You, let go of Brother Chen, he is my fiancé. ”