I'm the villain's mother

Chapter 37 Lanying's Trip (2)

Mu Wanwan struggled in Feng Yuan's arms.

Being hugged by the princess was indeed Mu Wanwan's first time in so many years.

but.

"Feng Yuan, let me down, there are too many people."

Feng Yuanfei didn't let go, and his voice was even lighter.

"Don't let it go."

Mu Wanwan was about to struggle again, but Feng Yuan suddenly lowered his head to look at her.

"My ribs are still hurt."

Mu Wanwan stopped moving.

Jiang Mu Wanwan didn't move anymore, Feng Yuan was a little more satisfied.

When she arrived at her destination, she was put down by Feng Yuan, but Mu Wanwan was still in place.

Feng Yuan was unrestrained, sitting at the low table ordered a pot of tea and a few snacks, and looked at Mu Wanwan with his head propped up.

The sun shone on her, and he could see the fluff on Mu Wanwan's face, but Mu Wanwan was cold all over.

Only the tips of the ears were red, as if there was a trace of warmth.

That is also because of him.

Feng Yuan smiled at this thought, picked up the dessert on the table and took a sip.

The taste is not very good, not sweet enough, a bit too bland.

"Mu Wanwan, you blocked me from watching the show."

After hearing this, Mu Wanwan didn't realize it.

He quickly sat down beside Feng Yuan.

This is Lanying's most famous water pavilion, not only because of the beautiful scenery, but also because of the female martial artist on the stage here.

When it comes to talking about the most exciting play on the stage, there is nothing else to think about except the general's orders.

And the general in this general order is played by this female military student.

"Today we are really lucky to meet Mr. Qingyun singing this general order."

"No, I heard that the General Order will only be performed once a day, and the time is not fixed. We really came here today."

Mu Wanwan listened to the people who passed by their pavilion say a few words.

Turning his head to look at Feng Yuan, he was picking up the teacup and lowering his eyebrows to blow off the foam.

"Is it really such a coincidence?"

Feng Yuan didn't reply to her, and she didn't make fun of herself.

He just stretched out his hand towards the dim sum, but before he touched it, Feng Yuan patted it back with a fan.

"Feng Yuan!"

Feng Yuan put down the teacup, and took out the dried fruit bought at the inn from his bosom.

"Here~ eat this."

Mu Wanwan reached out to take it, took a piece and ate it into her mouth.

"Where did this come from? The dried fruits I used to eat were more or less sour, but this one has just the right sweet and sour taste."

Feng Yuan's eyes fell on the figure at the end of the long corridor, and he spoke calmly and gently: "I bought it at the inn, don't you have to eat your mouth when you watch a play?"

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan with doubts in his eyes.

"how do you know?"

Feng Yuan looked at her: "I came from my previous life."

Mu Wanwan thought for a while: "Have we seen a movie together before?"

Feng Yuan paused: "It's sort of."

"You went to the front hall of the inn just for this? Did you buy it for me?"

Feng Yuan looked at her.

"It's your thank you for saving me. After all, without you, who knows how long I will be entangled."

It would be a lie to say that Mu Wanwan was not disappointed.After all, no one has kept her preferences in mind for so many years.

So are her close relatives.

What's more, what about Fengyuan?

Mu Wanwan followed Feng Yuan's gaze.

Is that Mr. Qingyun?

"You just came to her directly? Don't make some foreshadowing?"

Feng Yuan said slowly: "It's almost half a month late for us to come here, don't you want to quickly get on the right track of the story? I'll help you, anyway, we just happened to come to listen to this play."

After speaking, Feng Yuan picked up the teacup, bowed his head and drank the tea.

Mu Wanwan turned her head to look at Feng Yuan, but only saw his side face, not the expression on his face.

"you"

"Huh? Sister Wan Wan, Brother Yuan, why are you here?"

When Su Hu's voice came, Mu Wanwan raised her head.

"Why are you here?"

Su Hu smiled: "It's not just me. You see Mr. Xiao, Mr. Fu and Miss Song are all here."

Only then did Mu Wanwan see the people behind Su Hu.

Instead of saying hello one by one, he said again: "Didn't you come out to find clues?"

"All known clues point to this, and we followed it."

Before Su Hu could speak, she heard a cold female voice.

Mu Wanwan looked at Song Lanjun who was speaking.

"You don't have to look at me like that. Before you came to Lanying, our Beast Sect was not idle."

Mu Wanwan didn't know why Song Lanjun was so hostile towards her.

After all, he was just looking at the person who was speaking normally.

Instead, a man dressed like a Dunhuang mural came out behind her.

This person's appearance is more ordinary than Feng Yuan, Fu Huaiying and others, but he is still very outstanding among mortals.

Mu Wanwan just felt that her clothes were more attractive, so she couldn't help but take another look.

"This is Que Yuqin, a disciple of Qingyin Pavilion."

Mu Wanwan smiled: "It turns out that he is a senior student of Qingyin Pavilion."

Song Lanjun glanced at Que Yuqin, and Que Yuqin took a step back.

"I haven't asked yet why Miss Mu and Mr. Feng are here."

Song Zhujun's words were full of thorns, even Su Hu could sense that something was wrong with the atmosphere.

"Miss Lan Jun, Miss Mu and the others must have come here because they were bored at the inn."

Song Lanjun ignored Su Hu, but rolled his eyes at Su Hu instead.

"I'm not asking you."

Mu Wanwan gave Su Hu a comforting smile.

"I"

"I think the inn is too boring, so you insist on dragging Mu Wanwan out to watch a show with me. Is this a good reason?"

Feng Yuan's exit interrupted Mu Wanwan.

Song Lanjun looked at Fengyuan, then at Mu Wanwan.There was a sneer at the corner of his mouth.

"Okay. Why not? But this place needs to be booked in advance, Mr. Feng will know."

Feng Yuan looked at Song Lanjun, his eyes met for a moment, and Feng Yuan suddenly smiled.

"As the saying goes, 'My fair lady, a gentleman is good.' My heart is happy with Mu Wanwan, so what's the point of spending more time on her?"

Song Lanjun's eyes turned cold for a moment.

"Then I congratulate you."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left.

"This Miss Lanjun is too scary. Mingming and Miss Zhujun are of the same mother and compatriots, so why do they have different temperaments?"

Su Hu waited for Song Lanjun to walk away before speaking.

"Why don't you say it face to face?"

Su Hulian collapsed immediately.

"Miss Wanwan~ I'm a coward."

Mu Wanwan gave him a blank look: "From now on, don't talk about other people behind their backs."

Su Hu sat down at the low table: "Okay."

He reached out to take the snack, and wrinkled his face as soon as he tasted it: "This snack is not good."

Mu Wanwan handed him the dried fruit in her hand: "You try this."

Su Hu picked up a piece and fed it to his mouth: "Mmm! It's really good. Where did this dried fruit come from?"

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan.

"Brother Yuan, I didn't expect you to be so greedy in cultivating immortality."

Feng Yuan just glanced at him, Su Hu stopped talking, and ran outside with dried fruit to join in the fun.

Only then did Mu Wanwan speak: "You explained that just now, Song Lanjun's heart might be broken."

Feng Yuan looked at her suspiciously.

"Song Lanjun has a crush on you."

Feng Yuan said calmly, "I didn't see any sympathy on your face."

Mu Wanwan looked at Feng Yuan: "Why should I sympathize with her?"

(End of this chapter)