"Nope." Mu Qingyue started walking, her high ponytail paired with her blouse and horse-faced skirt made her look spirited and elegant.
"Why?" Zhu Nanzhi quickly asked.
"You don't trust Junior Brother?"
"The problem is that woman isn't some stranger." Zhu Nanzhi said with worry.
"I'm not worried."
Zhu Nanzhi stared at Mu Qingyue: "Not worried? You just don't love your husband enough!"
"Neither of us said anything, does one more make a difference?" Mu Qingyue said indifferently, "I'm going to practice sword, don't follow me."
"Is your heart really that big?" Zhu Nanzhi couldn't understand Mu Qingyue's mindset.
"Heh." Mu Qingyue tucked back the strands of hair blown by the morning breeze behind her ear: "I also tasted Junior Brother yesterday, does your reaction count as having a big heart?"
Stopping in her tracks, Zhu Nanzhi frowned in thought... seems like it.
Even though knowing that her husband and Senior Mu did it under the pressure of Senior Pei, but...
