"Mr. Mu, Mr. Mu?"

Seeing Mu Sishen standing there in a daze, Yan Xuewei tried to call him twice.

"Yes." Musishen quickly came to his senses. He raised his hand to wipe his eyes, and tried his best to raise the corners of his lips, showing an extremely forced smile.

Yan Xuewei looked at him with confusion, "Mr. Mu, what's wrong with you?"

When Mu Sishen came over, he lowered his eyes, not daring to look at her again. Every time he looked at her, he recalled one more point, and every memory was torture for him.

"Is this your tea room?" Mu Sishen changed the subject.

"Um."

Yan Xuewei took him into the tea room.

In his impression, Yan Xuewei doesn't like drinking tea. She likes to drink sweet things. When he occasionally drank tea in the past, she would take a sip from his cup. Every time she finished drinking, she would grin and say, again

Bitter and astringent.

They each sat on one side of a square table. Yan Xuewei set out the tea set and a small teapot. After washing the teacups twice, she poured him a cup.

"Mr. Mu, try it."

Mu Sishen nodded slightly. He picked up the tea cup and took a sip. The tea was fragrant and moist, and the tea was good.

"How is it?" Yan Xuewei looked at him expectantly.

“The taste is good, the aroma of tea is overflowing, the entrance is smooth, and the taste is sweet after tasting.”

After hearing Mu Sishen's comments, Yan Xuewei smiled, picked up the teacup, and took a sip.

She looks so sophisticated, as if she drinks tea often.

When God Musi realized this, his heart became even more bitter.

She has changed.

After drinking a pot of tea, Yan Xuewei refilled the water, but when pouring the water, hot water splashed out from her hand along the pot.

"ah!"

Yan Xuewei exclaimed and quickly retracted her hand.

"How are you?"

Mu Sishen stood up quickly and grabbed Yan Xuewei's hand.

"It hurts~"

Mu Sishen frowned, and Yan Xuewei's eyes were red.

He examined her left hand and saw patches of red on the back of her hand from the hot water splashing.

"it's okay no problem."

Mu Sishen took her wrist and took her to the bathroom. He turned on the faucet and poured cold water on the back of her burned hands.

Probably because of the pain, Yan Xuewei shrank her hands and hid behind. Mu Sishen patiently comforted her, "It's okay, it won't hurt after washing with cold water."

Yan Xuewei was silent, but her gentle sobbing could be heard.

"Sorry, I should have come."

Yan Xuewei's white and tender little hands were now all red, and Mu Sishen felt both distressed and remorseful.

Yan Xuewei pursed her lips and said in a slightly aggrieved voice, "I am too stupid."

"No, you are very smart, smarter than others."

Mu Sishen was eager to comfort her, but by some strange coincidence, he took her hand and put it between his lips, giving her a passionate kiss.

With a sudden force, Yan Xuewei withdrew her hand.

Mu Sishen was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why he behaved this way.

"Xuewei, I..."

Yan Xuewei put her hands behind her back and looked at him with red cheeks. She was extremely shy at this time.

"Mu...Mr. Mu, you..."

Mu Sishen felt like a young boy who had done something wrong for a moment, "I...I..." He looked at Yan Xuewei's frightened expression. He eagerly wanted to explain, but he couldn't find any reason.

When he saw her hurt and wronged, he wanted to hug her tightly and let her feel that he was by her side.

But now, he is not qualified.

Yan Xuewei pursed her lips nervously, and the two of them looked at each other with complicated expressions in their eyes.

Yan Xuewei's expression was shy and astringent, with some indescribable emotions, while Mu Sishen's face was eager.

Ambiguity quickly heated up between the two.

Yan Xuewei came back to her senses. She quickly looked away and lowered her head, "Mr. Mu, it's... it's getting late..."

"Oh." Musi Shen responded in a low voice, "Then I'll leave first."

Yan Xuewei nodded slightly, but said nothing.

Mu Sishen walked out, and Yan Xuewei turned sideways. She lowered her head, as if she didn't dare to look at him.

When the two people passed by each other, Mu Sishen's hands and Yan Xuewei's hands inadvertently touched lightly.

Yan Xuewei hurriedly retracted her hand as if she was electrocuted. She held her hands together nervously, feeling complicated inside.

As soon as Mushen walked out of the bathroom door, he suddenly stopped.

Just when Yan Xuewei was about to go out, Mu Sishen suddenly came back. He held Yan Xuewei's shoulders and pushed her against the wall.

"Mr. Mu!" Yan Xuewei exclaimed. She stared at Mu Sishen in surprise with her beautiful eyes.

Mushen was a head taller than Yan Xuewei. He blocked her in the corner, and his breathing was completely messed up.

He was breathing rapidly, his eyes full of lust.

"Mr. Mu..." Yan Xuewei looked at him timidly, biting her pink lips lightly, and even her body seemed to be trembling.

She was nervous and scared.

Mu Sishen tried hard to suppress the love for her that was about to break through the cage in his heart. He clenched his hands into fists and pressed them hard against the wall. "Xuewei, I'm sorry." He said in a hoarse voice.

Yan Xuewei lowered her eyes and said softly, "Mr. Mu, you hurt me."

Hearing this, Mushen quickly let go of her.

Yan Xuewei rubbed her wrist gently, lowered her head and said nothing.

When Mu Sishen saw her timid look, he knew that he had scared her.

"Feel sorry……"

"Mr. Mu, Duan Na told me."

"What?"

Yan Xuewei raised her head and looked directly at Mu Sishen calmly, "What happened between you and me before."

Hearing this, Mu Sishen felt as if he was being shocked by electricity, "Xue...Xuewei..."

Yan Xuewei smiled and said, "Mr. Mu, maybe there are two people who look the same in this world. I haven't lost my memory. It's because you recognized the wrong person."

"No, no, you are her, you are Xuewei."

"Mr. Mu, I don't like being a substitute."

"..."

Yan Xuewei's words made Mu Sishen even more confused as to what she meant.

However, Yan Xuewei did not continue talking. She only said, "Mr. Mu, it's getting late."

"Xuewei, I will prove to you what happened between us."

Yan Xuewei smiled and said nothing. In her eyes, Mu Sishen was more like a patient, a paranoid patient.

"I have no ill intentions towards you, and I won't harm you, so don't be on your guard against me."

Every time she looked at him defensively, it made him feel more at ease.

"Mr. Mu, if you keep treating me as another woman, I will be unhappy."

"Can……"

"Mr. Mu," Yan Xuewei looked directly into his eyes. She walked closer to him. She raised her head, with indescribable affection in her eyes, "I am just me."

As she said that, she stood up on her tiptoes and placed a kiss on his cheek like a dragonfly touching water.

Mu Sishen looked at her blankly. He slowly raised his hand and touched the place where she had just kissed, "Xuewei?"

He was dizzy and couldn't see through her at all. Did his story move her, or did his behavior tonight make her feel good?

Yan Xuewei's attitude towards him was like a roller coaster. For the first time, Mu Sishen felt unconfident.

Yan Xuewei's cheeks were flushed, and she was too shy to look directly into his eyes, "Mr. Mu, it's getting late."
To be continued...