Mu Yao stretched out his hand: "I will take you back."
Chen Wuchuan obeyed her obediently until he almost reached the bedroom. He opened the door and suddenly asked in a hoarse voice: "Why did senior sister save him?"
Mu Yao knew he would ask this: "Because he once saved my life."
"What if your actions won't be approved by him?"
"I'm not here to take credit. It's good that we do things with a clear conscience. I never care about other people's eyes."
"What if I have a guilty conscience?"
Mu Yao stopped and asked, "What did you say?"
Chen Wuchuan was a little strange today. He usually never inquired about himself, but today his questioning seemed a bit oppressive.
Chen Wuchuan suddenly pressed her shoulders against the wall, lowered his head and stared into her eyes, his dark eyes filled with deep heat: "Say, what if I have a guilty conscience?"
His words set off ripples in Mu Yao's heart. The tip of his nose was very close at hand. The night breeze carried the intoxicating aroma of wine and stained her clothes. Mu Yao was in a state of confusion. "You are drunk, go back to sleep."
"Dongfang Mu Yao..." His mood became extremely unstable. He looked at her absently and kept shouting her name.
He always called himself "Senior Sister" and never called her by her name. Mu Yao felt something was unusual.
"Can't you tell at all that I like you?"
His drunken and tender voice actually sounded a little aggrieved at this moment, but it was also extremely clear.
Mu Yao opened his eyes in disbelief, "You, like me."
"Can't you?" He didn't mince words this time.
Mu Yao's mind went blank, and the two people's breaths were intertwined. She paused for a long time, and realized something very ridiculous:
How could someone like me like this?
Mu Yao gritted his teeth and said word by word, "You are drunk, I will help you go to bed."
She pushed his hand away and wanted to help him in, but Shen Wuchuan reached out and pressed her down on the bed.
He lay beside her and put his arms around her, his eyes glowing pitifully red: "Are you angry?"
Mu Yao wanted to struggle, but he looked really humble. In addition, he usually behaved very well, so she couldn't bear to scold him too much: "Achuan, you just drank too much now. You will be fine when you wake up tomorrow."
"When I wake up tomorrow, senior sister will like me?" He blinked.
"...You shouldn't like me." Mu Yao said an unacceptable fact.
"But I can't forget it." He twirled her hair, lowered his eyes and whispered: "I always wanted Senior Sister to take the initiative to find out, but Senior Sister always turned a blind eye. Senior Sister is very good to them, I thought... I thought you fell in love with them. he."
After that, he caressed her cheek and coaxed gently: "Don't like them, please like me, okay?"
Mu Yao looked at him stupidly: "You don't understand."
There was a moment of clarity in Chen Wuchuan's misty eyes: He indeed didn't understand anything, but he did show her the appearance of the human world.
Knowing that she likes someone who is well-behaved and obedient, he pretends to be like this until she takes the initiative to fall in love with him.
But after so long, Shen Wuchuan couldn't understand more and more. He had done his best, but she didn't seem to like him.
Are there other things among humans that he has not learned?
He wanted to wait a little longer. He was so cute, Dongfang Mu Yao would definitely discover him on his own initiative. But things were changing with each passing day, and now he desperately wanted to get an answer from her.
"Then you can teach me how to understand?" He lowered his head lonely, almost close to her arms, and Mu Yao froze there, making no move.
After a moment, he was defeated and compromised: "It doesn't matter, it's enough that I like Senior Sister. Even if Senior Sister doesn't like me, don't hate me."
Listening to his muffled voice, Mu Yao's heart tugged, and her trembling hands wanted to touch his back to comfort him, but in the end she still didn't dare, so she could only say: "I don't hate Ah Chuan."
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"As long as you don't lie to me or hurt me, I don't hate you." She added.
The person in his arms still didn't speak.
"Achuan?" Mu Yao moved, but his hand was so tight that he couldn't escape at all.
When I looked at him again, there were still tears on his face, and he was already asleep.
Being young is good, you can sleep when you lie down.
Mu Yao decided that he would drink less alcohol in the future.
She tried many methods but could not stay away from his arms. She came out from Luonanzhou too late, so after struggling for half a night, she finally fell asleep tiredly on his bed.
Mu Yao Youyou woke up the next day, feeling a little sore from being restrained all night. She tried to break free, but she couldn't, and instead woke up Shen Wuchuan.
Still feeling groggy after the hangover, Shen Wuchuan frowned and opened his eyes, only to see Mu Yao's watery face.
Chen Wuchuan suddenly woke up, his eyes widened in astonishment, and he looked at the location of the two of them. His cheeks gradually flew up to the clouds, and he hesitated: "Senior sister, why are you in my room?"
Mu Yao really wanted to say "haha" to him, but she looked at him with a complicated expression and said nothing.
"Senior sister wants to take advantage of me again?"
He seemed to be having a strong psychological struggle, blinking his eyes, blushing and whispering: "Although I don't want to... but if it is senior sister, I will not refuse."
Why did the evildoer file the complaint first, making it look like he had done something to him!
Mu Yao was dubious: "You, don't remember what happened last night?"
Shen Wuchuan tried hard to recall, but found nothing: "What happened to us yesterday?"
For some reason, Mu Yao breathed a sigh of relief with regret and luck. She sat up and said, "No, nothing happened."
"Since you asked that, then we must have done something." Shen Wuchuan wanted to persuade him to stay: "Senior sister, you can't bully me just because I drank too much."
"Nothing really happened, it wasn't anything important." Mu Yao replied perfunctorily, got up and left in a hurry.
Chen Wuchuan stood there, looking at her intently, his eyes turbulent.
Just when her hand touched the door, Chen Wuchuan said lonely and unwillingly:
"Then if I said I liked you yesterday, it's not an important thing?"
boom!
Mu Yao was stunned on the spot!
He could hear the sound of waves lapping against the hull of the boat. Shen Wuchuan walked over slowly, looked at her face with confusion, and asked, "Huh? Doesn't it count?"
"You remember everything." Mu Yao said with difficulty.
"Sure enough, Senior Sister wishes that I would forget, even if she doesn't want to," Shen Wuchuan pursed his lips and lowered his eyes.
Mu Yao took a deep breath to calm down his chaotic mind: "Achuan, you can't like me."
"Why?"
"Because I will get married in the future."
Shen Wuchuan was puzzled: "Do you have a marriage contract?"
"No." Mu Yao didn't know how to explain to him. Su Qionghua alone would never allow her to fall in love freely. In the original novel, she was treated as a complete tool to consolidate relationships with other sects.
Shen Wuchuan felt a little aggrieved. He had already said what was in his heart, but she still avoided the important and took the easy.
"Since Senior Sister has no engagement, then there seems to be nothing wrong with me liking Senior Sister, right?" His deep voice seemed to be convincing himself.