This scream was too sharp, and Yang Zixiu was stunned for a moment.

He looked at Mu Qianhe in front of him a little confused, as if he didn't know what was going on at all.

Obviously, just now, the conversation between him and Mu Qianhe was good, why is the other party looking worried, scared and cautious now.

"What are you doing?"

Mu Zichen and Bai Zi'an, who were standing at the door, walked in, stared at Yang Zixiu with vigilant expressions, protected Mu Qianhe behind him, and asked the other party to tidy up his embarrassed appearance.

Yang Zixiu in front of them was guarded by them like an enemy, which made Yang Zixiu, who was already a little puzzled, even more confused.

"What did you do, and why was Miss Murehe so scared?"

Bai Zi'an stared at the person in front of him, while Mu Zichen stood aside, deliberately acting like he was protecting his sister, looking like he was a good brother.

"I, I didn't do anything, I just haven't talked to her in a long time, so I'm coming to talk to her!"

"Didn't you see her when you came in? I'm standing quite far away from her!"

Even if he was drunk, Yang Zixiu still adhered to the slow style of his previous speech, Bai Zi'ans frowned and looked at the other party, with a slight hint of unkindness in his eyes.

"But when we came in, we heard the screams of the girl from the lotus, and it was impossible that you had done nothing, so she suddenly screamed like this! ”

Hearing this, Mu Qianhe, who was protected by Bai Zi'an, had an ugly face for a moment, but quickly returned to his pitiful appearance.

She really didn't expect that Bai Zi'an would not speak so much, which really made her feel a little embarrassed.

"I really didn't do anything, didn't I, Qianhe, you help me explain, I didn't hurt you, did I?"

Yang Zixiu stumbled over these words, and stretched out a hand to Mu Qianhe, as if he wanted to hear what he would say.

But Bai Zi'an stretched out a hand and beat Yang Zixiu to the side, with a full look of vigilance in his tone, and said indifferently: "Don't touch her!"

"She's my fiancée, and I won't offend her, but what's wrong with me talking to her in an ordinary way?"

Maybe it's because I just went to the thatched house, and I got some alcohol on the way here.

In addition, after talking to Mu Qianhe for a while, the smell of wine dispersed even more.

Because Bai Zi'an and Mu Zichen's attitudes were really not good, Yang Zixiu slowly regained his senses.

He began to walk slowly to the side, as if trying to find a chair to sit on.

But where they were now, the only chair was the one with the back behind the desk next to them.

Yang Zixiu walked over slowly, sat on the chair, poured himself a cup of iced tea and poured it down, and then he sobered up a little.

He looked at the person in front of him and said calmly: "I really don't understand why you are so defensive of me, I didn't do anything." ”

"I can't believe what you say until I'm sure about it, Miss Qianhe, tell me what he just did?"

"He, as soon as he came in, he said something inconsequential, and I didn't know what to say. ”

Hearing this, Yang Zixiu's eyes suddenly widened and looked at Mu Qianhe who was standing there in disbelief.

Mu Qianhe was also forced to open her mouth helplessly, Bai Zi'an kept asking her, even if she didn't want to speak, the other party's unrelenting appearance really made her have no way to get rid of it.

In desperation, Mu Qianhe had no choice but to say these things by himself, and sure enough, he saw Yang Zixiu's slightly injured look.

"Where did I say something indiscreet, what can't you be at this time?"

Provoked by Mu Qianhe's words, Yang Zixiu seemed to be more sober.

He was about to say something, but his eyes suddenly fell on the dozen pieces of paper in his hand.

The dozen pieces of paper were originally stacked neatly, but when Yang Zixiu was drinking water just now, he accidentally swept the dozen pieces of paper with his sleeve.

It was obviously a dozen rice pieces of paper that had never been written, but a piece of paper with itself suddenly appeared inside.

When Mu Qianhe heard this, he took the opportunity to look towards Yang Zixiu's hand.

It was just now, and there was a piece of paper with words written in the unused rice paper, which also made Mu Qianhe vigilant all of a sudden.

But before he could react, Yang Zixiu's face quickly became difficult to look at, and Yang Zixiu, who was blue and blue, looked completely different from usual, as if he was about to explode.

Mu Zichen and Bai Zi'an protected Mu Qianhe behind them more tightly.

"Yes, that's good, you keep saying that I've said something wrong to you, but what is this?

Yang Zixiu waved the paper in his hand angrily, looking at Mu Qianhe's eyes full of anger and irrepressible disgust.

He never thought that he would see such a piece of paper.

"You actually wrote such ambiguous letters with other men, and said that my upright fiancé wants to communicate with you, if you don't want to write some letters, who is the one who is not careful?"

Seeing that Yang Zixiu was gritting his teeth when he said these words, Mu Zichen frowned.

Things have been completely derailed, and it is completely different from what he thought at the beginning, he and Bai Zi'an glanced at each other, and they could see a trace of confusion in each other's eyes.

This is not a plot they designed at all, from the moment the other party began to walk towards Mu Qianhe's room, all the plots have been completely out of control.

"Don't talk nonsense here, Miss Qianhe is a good girl who is Bingqing Yujie, how can she send some ambiguous private messages to me with other men, don't believe what you said, don't slander him here. ”

Yang Zixiu took a deep breath, stared at these people in front of him with red eyes, his chest rose and fell sharply, and he could see how much anger he was enduring at this moment.

"Okay, good, it's really good, you guys are all embarrassed, covering up these dirty things for her, and trying to splash dirty water on my head!"

"It seems that my temper is too good, and I let you act so shamelessly!"

After saying this, Yang Zixiu took the letter in his hand and ran out of the door.

Mu Qianhe hurriedly grabbed Mu Zichen's arm in a panic, and said with a hint of anxiety in his tone: "He won't really take any messy letters!"

"Someone else wrote it to me, but I never replied!"

While Mu Qianhe said this, he hinted at Mu Zichen with his eyes, and Mu Zichen understood the meaning of Mu Qianhe's eyes in an instant.

"Stop him!"