Chapter 59 Confession?!

Su Muyu ran towards the place Feng Moyue said, but the conversation of several people kept echoing in his mind-

Now, someone has managed to enter your heart.

Xiaoyu, do you like my brother?――

Xiaoyu, sometimes deceiving yourself is not only a harm to yourself but also a harm to others.

You guys who don't have back pain when you stand and talk, why do you make me so miserable! I don't understand, I don't understand!--Su Muyu scratched his head frantically as he ran, then sighed, and continued to walk weakly.

Outside the lakeside hall.

Su Muyu finally arrived, but what he saw was Feng Cangyue lying by the lake drinking wine, standing behind him, Su Muyu felt an inexplicable pain in his heart, and couldn't help but say, "Cangyue...... It's the first time I've seen you like this......"

Feng Cangyue slowly turned her head and looked at Su Muyu with confused eyes, and her paralyzed face actually squeezed out a painful smile: "Xiaoyu, it's you...... Come on, have a drink with me." As he spoke, he raised the wine jar in his hand and shook it in front of Su Muyu.

Su Muyu snatched the wine jar in Feng Cangyue's hand with one hand, poured a few sips on himself, and then sat next to Feng Cangyue with the wine jar in his arms, looked at the wine jar and then looked at Feng Cangyue, helplessly thinking about why the ancients had to drink when they encountered something upset? Fu Junqian is, Feng Moyue is, and even Feng Cangyue is.

Feng Cangyue looked at Su Muyu beside her and opened another jar of wine.

Su Muyu threw the wine jar in his hand on the grass, and with the sound of the wine jar breaking, he snatched the wine jar in Feng Cangyue's hand, and drank wine as if he was taking a bath.

"Xiaoyu, what are you doing here?" Feng Cangyue saw Su Muyu's behavior and immediately reached out and snatched the wine jar in Su Muyu's hand, but Su Muyu threw the wine jar on the grass with a flick of his hand, and there was another breaking sound.

"What am I doing? I didn't do anything. I'm just here to wreak havoc." Su Muyu looked at Feng Cangyue angrily, and after pouring a lot of wine, his face was a little flushed, looking at Feng Cangyue again, he was moved again, and he stretched out his hand to wipe the wine on Su Muyu's lips.

"Big brother...... Please think about it for Su Muyu too."

Feng Moyue's words echoed in his mind, and the outstretched hand froze in mid-air, and finally slowly withdrew.

"Cangyue...... I promised to marry Moyue." Su Muyu didn't notice Feng Cangyue's movements, and lowered his head and said.

Maybe it was night, maybe Su Muyu didn't look up, so she didn't see that Feng Cangyue's face became extremely pale at the moment she just finished speaking.

At this moment, Su Muyu seemed to have made up a lot of determination, and suddenly raised his head to look at Feng Cangyue and said, "But I don't like Feng Moyue at all......"

"Then why did you marry her?" Feng Cangyue asked very hard.

"Because...... She likes women, and I'm just helping her."

A smart person like Feng Cangyue, when he heard Su Muyu say this, he instantly remembered Feng Moyue's past appearances, frowned, and the originally cold aura seemed to have stopped making cold air, and said, "This is the reason why she asked you for help, not the reason why you promised her."

Hearing Feng Cangyue ask, Su Muyu became a little twisted, and couldn't help but stir his fingers, and whispered, "I...... I also need a princess on the bright side......"

Need a princess on the surface = don't need a princess in the real sense = don't need a princess = don't need a princess = ......

Feng Cangyue used his peculiar logical reasoning to calculate an answer that made him feel happy, so he continued to ask patiently, pretending to be innocent: "I don't understand what this means......"

"That's it...... It's ......" Su Muyu wanted to say that she was a woman, but when she thought of the numerology hexagram that was completely unlucky and unlucky, she held back for a long time before saying: "Anyway...... I might like you."

Su Muyu felt that as soon as he finished speaking, he seemed to see a pair of puppy ears growing on Feng Cangyue's head, and then the pair of ears seemed to be shaking and shaking, obviously a face with facial paralysis actually looked at Su Muyu with a cute expression, and it seemed to be written in his eyes: Really?

"I've said it all...... I don't know." Su Muyu turned his face away.

Feng Cangyue suddenly pounced on Su Muyu, pressed Su Muyu to the grass, gently pulled the long hair of Su Muyu's sideburns with her hand, and looked at Su Muyu's starry eyes gently: "I really didn't think that you would give me this answer...... I suddenly felt like ....... wasn't dreaming?"

Su Muyu also stared at Feng Cangyue's eyes unceremoniously, and then clenched his hand into a fist, reproducing it with the classic action that was often performed on Fu Junqian.

"What do you say?"

Feng Cangyue's other hand, which was originally supporting the grass, suddenly let go, and her body pressed against Su Muyu's body like a quilt, and said softly: "Happiness really came too fast......