07 Pity for the same disease

"Because Mier only has ten fingers, no more will work."

I didn't expect the top students of Ziyang High School to be so humorous that the people in the room couldn't help laughing.

"No laughing." Feng Mier glanced at the four beautiful men in the room.

What made Mu Xue strange was that these four people really didn't laugh. Even if they resisted it, they didn't laugh, but some people couldn't hold back and laughed out loud.

This person is Mu Xue's perverted brother Xiao Mufeng. Feng Mier said as he walked, "Brother Feng, your hair has grown again, but I still think it's short and beautiful."

And Mu Feng retreated repeatedly when he heard her words and hurriedly explained, "I... I'm not laughing at you, I'm laughing at him." He pointed to Mu Xue and said, "Isn't it ridiculous that she doesn't even know that people have ten fingers? Ha...haha..."

"Really?" Mier looked a little strange and had a feeling of smiling.

But Mu Feng is very clear that this is a sign of the outbreak of Mier. He even sent a distress signal to Mu Xue, but how could Mu Xue, who was usually bullied by him, help him? She ignored him and tilted her head aside.

"Mier, don't do this. You don't want my father to come tomorrow." Mu Feng's face was full of smiles.

"Come on, my uncle won't do anything to me." Feng Mier said carelessly.

But Mu Xue heard the meaning of his words and gritted her teeth with hatred. This dead pervert was so despicable that he threatened her. If she didn't help him, he would tell his father her whereabouts.

"Mier, stop it. Mu Feng is just joking. Girls should pay attention to their own image."

"Yes, image." After saying that, he replied to the image of a good girl, but his eyes did not forget to warn Xiao Mufeng, who dared to laugh at himself.

"Brother Hao, let's go and ignore these bad guys." With that, he pulled Mu Xue out, and Xinyu also went out, leaving only the song of the big boy to admire each other there.

What did they do? When did they become bad guys?

When she walked to the door, Mu Xue saw Zhao Ming again. Zhao Ming was stunned for a moment, and a trace of jealousy flashed in his eyes. He glanced at Feng Mier next to him, and stared Mu Xue fiercely before leaving.

Mu Xue ignored his anger. Anyway, as long as he didn't do anything radical, she didn't want to pay attention to him.

In the evening, when Mu Xue went home and walked to the school gate, she met Feng Ximo. Now Mu Xue and Xinyu don't go home all the way home, so they have to go home alone. Fortunately, it's not too late to go home, and the two live relatively close. If they live far away, maybe Xinyu will ask her brother to see her off, because Xinyu has made this suggestion.

I was stunned when I saw Mu Xue. The president of the Literature and Art Society should have a lot of things to deal with now. How could he leave so early?

"Hi, president, are you going home too?" Mu Xue had no choice but to say hello.

"Well, I'm a little tired today. By the way, you will stay tomorrow. After all, you are my assistant." After saying that, he turned around and walked to the school gate.

Hearing this, Mu Xue had an idea of hitting the wall. Why did she leave so early? Why did she leave so early? Why did she happen to meet him? Alas, why is your life so hard? Of course, this is a typical blessing. I don't know how many people want to be the assistant of a handsome man, but they can't even line up, but Mu Xue regards this as a kind of bad luck and doesn't know what reaction will happen to others.

When she got home, Mu Xue skillfully opened the door. When she entered the door, she was about to close the door, but she saw Feng Ximo standing at the door and looking at her.

"Aren't you going home?" Mu Xue was a little puzzled.

"Aren't you going to sit in?" Fengxi asked silently.

"Uh...uh, come in." Mu Xue waited for him to enter the door and closed them with her backhand.

"You sit on the sofa for a while, and I'll cook. Do you want to eat it? Mu Xue asked politely.

"Thank you." Feng Ximo said rudely.

Mu Xue was speechless, "You're really welcome!"

"Why are you so polite? Maybe you will call me 'Cousin' in the future?"

"What?"

"That girl looks like you very much. She has never heard anyone's words like this, and she hasn't even listened to her aunt and uncle like this." Fengxi meditate on exploring Mu Xue's mouth first. After all, he always felt that the relationship between Xiaohao and Xinyu was strange.

Mu Xue was stunned when she heard this, "Don't...don't joke, okay?" She is a girl. How can a girl be...

"What's impossible? The world is unpredictable. No one can predict what will happen in the future, can't anyone?" The world is unpredictable, right! But no matter how unpredictable it is, she won't fall in love with a girl.

"Cough... Oh, president, in fact, I... I'm already unmarried... What's that?" Mu Xue originally wanted Fengxi to retreat silently, but when she thought that she did have a fiance and didn't know if she could avoid it, she immediately felt depressed.

When Feng Ximo saw Mu Xue's expression, he believed it was true, and that person was not Xinyu. From today on, even if it was strange to protect Xinyu, it should not be his fiancee.

"Who is that person?"

"I haven't seen it, I don't know." After saying that, Mu Xue put her buttocks on the sofa.

"Me too. Let's be connected to the disease."

Looking at Feng Ximo's bitter expression should not be fake.

"Then won't you cancel the marriage?"

"It's not that I haven't mentioned it, but it's not only ineffective, but..." At this point, Feng Xi's tone is full of helplessness.

"What instead?" Mu Xue asked curiously.

"Alas, my whole family, except me, said that if I dared to mention the divorce, they would definitely pack me directly and send me to their house as a son-in-law."

"I didn't expect that we really felt sorry for each other, and that's what my father said."

"No way, there are such parents besides my family."

"Alas!" Mu Xue just leaned her head on the sofa and didn't say anything.

"Xiaohao, which lady are you going to marry?"

"Well, no, it's just that the parents have a good relationship, so I just want us to be together."

"The same, the same, me too."

"Let's not talk about these annoying things. I'll go to cook first." After saying that, Mu Xue went straight into the kitchen.

Feng Ximo quietly watched Mu Xue enter the kitchen like this, and there was an inexplicable feeling in his heart. Heartache, pity... turned and shook his head. His own situation was not the same.

After dinner, Feng Xi silently went back to his place.

Lying on **, Mu Xue stared at the ceiling and thought about how to get rid of the fiance. Since he can't do it, there may be some results from his side. After all, they haven't even met, let alone have any feelings.

I saw Feng Ximo today and knew that his experience was the same as himself, so I thought of it.

Tomorrow, I will go to ask the dead pervert where that person is. Maybe he can do it. Even if a person is weak, the unity of two people should change the view of his family.

After all, this is about the happiness of two people's lives!

Thinking of this, Mu Xue fell asleep happily and seemed to have seen the door of hope open for her, but she seemed to underestimate the determination of the two families to their marriage.

Mu Xue pushed in and said, "Dead pervert!" Then she was stunned there. Just now, she talked to him on the phone and said that she was looking for him, and then said that he was in the office, but how... how could there be so many people?

In fact, not many of them are the four presidents, but she called him a "dead pervert" in front of so many people. Xiao Mufeng's face was a little purple, and the other three also had an inexplicable expression and turned their eyes between them.

They are all thinking that Xiaohao is called Ah Feng a pervert. What happened between them? They are really curious!

Irrelying the curious eyes of the other three, Xiao Mufeng went straight to Mu Xue and pulled her into a room inside (although this is their office, there is a rest room in it).

Watching Mu Feng pull Mu Xue into the lounge, the other three have their own ideas.

Lin Riying and Nangong are thinking about unhealthy things, and even whether the two of them are... that; while Feng Ximo has a frozen face, staring at them and holding hands, watching them enter the lounge, with an inexplicable irritation in his heart.

"What can I do for you?" Xiao Mufeng did not mention the issue of Mu Xue's 'nickname' for him just now.

"Uh,...um, I want to know where my nominal fiance is?" After a moment of hesitation, Mu Xue still opened her mouth.

"Will you look for him?" Xiao Mufeng was surprised. Perhaps it should be said that she was shocked. She must have suspected Amer.

"I want to see his situation. We haven't even met him. I want to join him to cancel the marriage."

It is precisely because Xiao Mufeng has been in a relatively neutral state in this matter that Mu Xue told him what she thought.

"Oh." Finally, he breathed a sigh of relief, and then became embarrassed again. "I'm afraid there's nothing I can do now. He has gone abroad."

"When will you come back?"

"I don't know." Mu Feng looked helpless.

"Alas." Mu Xue was a little frustrated. She pulled her head, went out of the lounge and left.

This is like a feasible solution she found with her own blood, but found that it can't be implemented at all now.

A basin of cold water was poured directly, extinguishing all the enthusiasm.

As soon as Mu Xue left, Mu Feng came out. It was Lin Riying and Nangong's sinister smiling faces that greeted him. Xiao Mufeng couldn't help stepping back a few steps, "What are you doing, you?"

"Speaking, handsome man, what is the relationship between you and Amo's little assistant?" Nangong asked, and Lin Riying next to him also agreed, "Yes, say it quickly. Why did he call you a pervert?"

Feng Ximo beside him just looked at the three of them.

"Is it really nothing?" Xiao Mufeng still wanted to quibble, but looking at the disbelieving face of several friends, he knew that he would not say anything and would not let go of himself. Finally, he compromised, "Okay, I said."