Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Edge of Overboard

"Xiao Yu, I said what kind of strange physique are you, how can you recruit people, every one of them is normal?" Fu Junqian looked at Bai Yutang who was leaving, and couldn't help but complain.

Su Muyu glanced at Fu Junqian, and the corners of his lips twitched: "That's right, especially with you as the leader, dare to love or dare to ......"

"Smack." Fu Junqian covered Su Muyu's mouth in Wanyi's puzzled eyes, and then fiercely threatened in Su Muyu's ear: "If you say it again, don't blame me for ignoring brotherhood!"

Su Muyu easily broke Fu Junqian's hand, and said in Fu Junqian's ear: "Small, you still threaten me, is Mao Changqi?"

Fu Junqian deflated suddenly, and immediately changed his tactics, "Xiao Yu, Xiao Yu~" shouted while pulling Su Muyu's arm and shaking it.

Please look at and imagine such a scene, a strong boy of nearly 1.9 meters is like a child pulling the arm of a slender boy of 1.8 meters and coquettishly, even if he looks good, it should be discordant or discordant.

Wan Yi looked at the two of them, and couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile, and said while laughing: "Fu Gongzi, the relationship between you and Su Gongzi is really good."

Su Muyu and Fu Junqian's bodies stiffened for a moment.

Su Muyu immediately stood up and looked at the railing and smashed Fu Junqian's hand; And Fu Junqian listened to Wanyi's words, and immediately let go, and for a while, Su Muyu didn't stand firm and fell out of the railing.

"Xiao Yu." Fu Junqian pounced forward, but he could only watch Su Muyu's whereabouts.

Su Muyu obediently greeted the overboard?

Su Muyu didn't think about using light power, but just now he was hit by the person on the water pavilion on the first floor, and he lost his strength, so he could only wait for the fate of falling into the water.

"Poof!"

"Someone fell overboard!"

Suddenly, a ripple spread on the surface of the water, a person got up from the water, wearing a cyan robe, soaked in the water, like a pure green lotus, or more like an immortal in the water, he held Su Muyu in his arms, Su Muyu's strands of black hair were like tender aquatic plants fluttering at the bottom of the sea, the crystal water droplets stirred up a string of ripples, and the river water that looked down on the color in the dark night was so gentle that it wrapped the green silk and stretched to stir up naughty bubbles.

"Ahem, ahem." Su Muyu was choked by the water, and his eyes opened a little confused.

The man looked at Su Muyu's dazzling eyes like stars, and his snow-white skin was even more clear by the water droplets on his body, not to mention the alluring appearance.

In front of the beauty, the man just lost his mind for a moment and then regained his normal look, picked up the cloak he put on the water pavilion, put Su Muyu up, and said gently: "You put on my cloak first, so as not to be infected by the wind and cold, and change your clothes immediately when you go back."

Hearing the man's words, Su Muyu raised his head.

For a moment, Su Muyu's gaze stopped moving, and her beautiful eyes were full of shock and sadness.

"Xiaoyu, what's wrong with you!" Fu Junqian had already flown down from the second floor, and when he saw Su Muyu, his face was pale in that person's suspicion.

immediately took Su Muyu into his arms from the man's arms, but Su Muyu's hand pulled the man's sleeve and asked stupidly, "What's your name?"

"Mu Shuzhe."

Su Muyu felt that there was something rolling in his eyes, but it never flowed down.

Even the name is the same......

Xiao Zhe, did God let me meet you in this world?

Is it?