"I heard that you got into a fight with someone at school, so I came over to take a look. I happened to see you and the third young master of the Xu family coming here." An Lu leaned on a cane and slowly sat down opposite Mu Siyu. His legs were not healed yet.

, now I can only walk slowly with the help of a cane.

Mu Siyu glared at him angrily, "It won't be too late to come see me when your legs and feet feel better!"

"It's almost done." An Lu smiled kindly, raised a pair of beautiful eyes and looked at Xu Shaofeng, "Third Young Master, would you mind lending me your girlfriend for a night?"

Xu Shaofeng was stunned for a moment, and then nodded like garlic at Mu Siyu's signal, "Okay, okay! Well, I'll leave first!"

After Xu Shaofeng left, Mu Siyu pouted at An Lu, "Did Xiao Jirong ask you to come?"

An Lu chuckled, as gentle as ever, "I find that you are getting smarter and smarter."

"Tch!" Mu Siyu rolled her eyes, "It was just this morning that I lied in front of Xiao Jirong that Shaofeng was my boyfriend. You know it now, and you know with your toes that it was Xiao Jirong who told you.

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An Lu shook his head noncommittally and smiled bitterly, "Brother Jirong is also worried about you. He wants me to come and see what kind of relationship you have with Xu Shaofeng. He thinks what you said this morning is a bit excessive."

"Then why didn't he tell me himself?" Mu Siyu curled her lips, picked up a cup of Long Island ice tea and prepared to drink it.

An Lu grabbed the wine glass with quick eyes and hands, "He wanted to say something, but you didn't listen."

Mu Siyu curled her lips and retracted her hand, "Then what did he ask you to say?"

"I tell you to be careful when making friends, and don't spend the night outside casually." An Lu sighed, "Brother Jirong is doing it for your own good."

"I got it!" Mu Siyu rolled her eyes, "If you don't want him to let you out from now on, just come out. The illness hasn't healed yet, so you'll be running around."

Although it was a reproach, the concern inside was obvious.

An Lu sighed, "I also want to go out for a walk. You've been gone for half a month and there's been no news at all. After all, I'll be worried."

"I just don't want to get too involved with Xiao Jirong." Mu Siyu sighed, snatched back the wine glass that An Lu had just snatched away, and drank it all in one go, "Don't worry, I will take good care of myself.

, I have a sense of what to do. If Xiao Jirong asks, just say that what I said in the morning is true, and my affairs have nothing to do with him."

An Lu sighed helplessly again. He didn't know how to explain the relationship between Mu Siyu and Xiao Jirong.

His only eighteen years of experience told him that he did not yet have the ability to distinguish between this kind of relationship and emotion.

In desperation, he had no choice but to sigh and choose to acquiesce.

Because boys were not allowed to stay in the girls' dormitory, that night, after Mu Siyu's repeated instructions, Xu Shaofeng invited An Lu back to his dormitory as if he were a god.

"How long have you and Siyu known each other?" Back in the dormitory, Xu Shaofeng asked while making tea for An Lu.

In fact, he was very envious and curious about the relationship between An Lu and Mu Siyu. What kind of relationship made Mu Siyu, who was usually carefree, treat An Lu as considerately as a relative?

He has never felt what this kind of emotion is like.

"It's been about thirteen years." An Lu smiled warmly and took the teacup handed over by Xu Shaofeng, "What's wrong?"

"I just envy the relationship between you." Xu Shaofeng smiled coquettishly. He always felt that An Lu had some hostility towards him, "I also want to become friends like you with Siyu."

"You can't do it." An Lu told the truth straightforwardly.

"Why?" No one can bear such a direct answer.

"Because I have always regarded her as a friend, but you are not." An Lu put the finished teacup on the coffee table, "Mr. Xu, it's getting late, go to bed early."

After saying that, regardless of the expression on Xu Shaofeng's face, Anlu turned around and returned to the guest room.

Xu Shaofeng stood there, staring blankly at the empty tea cup on the coffee table. The expression on his face changed from stunned to relieved. Finally, he admired An Lu as a person.

In fact, they are about the same age, but An Lu feels like he is much older.

An Lu could even see clearly what he was thinking.

Such a person is undoubtedly terrifying, but also admirable.

At this moment, inside the Xiao family villa.

"Ah - Jirong..." Duan Mingyue's ecstatic voice kept coming from Xiao Jirong's bedroom, "Be gentler..."

"Jirong...slow down a little..."

Duan Mingyue's voice turned from charming to hoarse, and finally turned into begging for mercy, but Xiao Jirong had no intention of letting her go.

He thrust hard inside her body, and all he could think of was Mu Siyu's stubborn face in the morning, "Xiao Jirong, let me tell you, I have fallen in love with Xu Shaofeng now. We will meet parents and have children in the future."

, open various rooms, you have no control over all this!"

Yes, he can't control it. He's just her brother-in-law. How can he control who she stays with and who she grows old with?

Although she had said that she liked him before, that she would be loyal to him until death, and that everything would last forever, those were just the impulses of her youth, right?

Who hasn’t been impulsive when they were young?

His dark eyes gradually darkened, and her infatuation with him might just be a momentary impulse.

He didn't blame her, he only blamed himself for taking her impulsive vow seriously.

He has been involved in shopping malls and love affairs for so many years, but he is still tripped up by the impulse of a little girl.

Thinking of this, he couldn't tell what kind of feeling he had in his heart. He only knew that he needed to vent and release certain emotions.

At this time, Duan Mingyue who came to my door was undoubtedly the best choice.

"Ah - Jirong -" Under Xiao Jirong's constant offensive, Duan Mingyue screamed, finally defeated, clutching the sheets tightly with both hands, and passed out.

Xiao Jirong was still venting quickly.

I don't know how long it took, nor how many times Duan Mingyue passed out, but Xiao Jirong finally let out a low roar and released himself to his heart's content.

After a night of madness, Duan Mingyue nestled in Xiao Jirong's arms contentedly, "Jirong, let me tell you, Mu Siyu has been very depraved in school in the past half month!"

Xiao Jirong frowned slightly, looking at Duan Mingyue quietly with eyes as calm as a deep pool, "What should I say?"

"The leader of my fan club, Han Meng, is the president of Mu Siyu's drama club! Han Meng knows everything she does!" Duan Mingyue brought out the leader of her fan club as if she was offering a treasure, "You
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