Chapter 289: Sir, Please Order 47
"No, it's better."
Mu Yan suddenly spoke, leaned back slightly, slowly moved his desk away, and leisurely stretched out his legs and put them on the back of Cheng Haitang's chair.
Everyone frowned in confusion, and just when they were guessing what Mu Yan wanted to do, she suddenly kicked hard.
With a "swish", Cheng Haitang was kicked far away by Mu Yan like a curling stone, but she controlled her strength properly, and Cheng Haitang was stunned and not injured at all, except for being embarrassed.
Immediately, Mu Yan's legs were folded, and he stood up gracefully, and his calm and unhurried appearance was like a goddess sitting on the throne.
"I'm sorry, but you smell too much of the powder, my little ...... I'm not used to it, and no one knows better than me how good the results are. β
Although these words were said to Cheng Haitang, Mu Yan's eyes fell on Lu Jinyu.
This made Lu Jinyu's face sink suddenly, as if the person who was kicked away by Mu Yan was not Cheng Haitang, but him.
Provocation?
Scold.
Cheng Haitang, who was "kicked away", had a dark face, and he was trembling with anger.
Her pride and supremacy no longer allowed her to grovel to Mu Yan, she wanted to roar and curse Mu Yan, but her father's orders restrained her like a shackle, making her so uncomfortable that she almost suffocated, and she could only endure the humiliation.
After being silent for a long time, Cheng Haitang still put a smile on his face again and said, "Mu Yan, I'm here for your good......"
Mu Yan raised his eyebrows at Lu Jinyu, meaning that you are still going to be a turtle with a shrunken head in the back?
Lu Jinyu laughed angrily, he finally stood up, paced up, and interrupted Cheng Haitang's tirade: "You promise you know?" β
"Admittedly."
"That's good," Lu Jinyu stared at Mu Yan with an indifferent expression, full of condescending, "Since you are so confident, dare to make a bet with me?" β
"Why not?"
The girl in front of her asked, her voice unhurried and unhurried, as if the person standing in front of her was not the son of the Lu family in the imperial capital, but just an impertinent and naΓ―ve little ghost.
Obviously, Lu Jinyu is crazy, Lu Jinyu is arrogant, and Mu Yan is even more arrogant and arrogant than him.
Such Mu Yan made Lu Jinyu's anger inexplicably lighten by two points, and he said, "Okay, refreshing." You let Zhao Qiumeng tutor you, but if you don't get into the top 150 in the monthly exam this time, how about you drop out? β
"What if I get in?"
"Then I assure you, in Jinghua Middle School, no one will dare to provoke you again."
"Hehe......"
The girl's slightly disdainful laughter made Lu Jinyu frown slightly.
"What are you laughing at?"
"I laughed, and now no one dares to provoke me."
Lu Jinyu was stunned, and then Mu Yan was so angry that he didn't know what kind of expression to make.
The meaning of this sentence is not equivalent to scolding him around the bush, oh no, is it scolding all the people who are going to trouble Mu Yan are not "people"?
However, this kind of Mu Yan is much more interesting than Wu Ruyun and others.
"And what do you want?"
Lu Jinyu sat lazily on the edge of Mu Yan's desk and asked, as he spoke, he pressed closer to Mu Yan with his hand support, and his flawless face continued to enlarge, becoming more and more charming.
Zhao Qiumeng watched on the side, and the alarm bell sounded in his heart.
This is...... Beautiful men?!
But the next moment, a book was pressed on Lu Jinyu's handsome face, and the force was not small, so that Lu Jinyu almost fell physiological tears on the spot.
And the owner of the book also said seriously: "You have a bad habit of speaking, why do you get so close?" And farther away. β