Unexpectedly, when he walked over and was about to sit down, he was shocked to see from the corner of his eye: on the expensive black sofa, there were two huge... butt mud prints.
Uncontrollably, the corners of Yang Mufan's mouth and eyes twitched violently.
brush--
A sharp and vicious blade flew fiercely towards Mu Wanqing, who looked innocent and cowardly.
Yang Mufan gritted his teeth angrily and asked, "Mu Wanqing, have you ever sat on my sofa?!"
Mu Wanqing immediately took a breath of cold air after receiving Yang Mufan's sharp eyes that were so terrifying that she wanted to cut her into pieces.
I don’t understand at all why Yang Mufan suddenly asked her if she had ever sat on the sofa, and I don’t even understand why he is so angry.
Judging from his cannibalistic expression, it seemed that as long as she nodded and admitted, she would not even have any bones left.
However, there was a distance of more than ten meters from the sofa, so how could Mu Wanqing see the butt mark on the sofa?!
All she could see was that when Yang Mufan was furious, even his hair was burning with the raging fire of anger.o(╯□╰)o
So, without thinking, she made a decisive decision and denied it unceremoniously. Her attitude was so firm that she didn't blush or feel guilty at all: "No, I definitely did not sit on your sofa. I swear, I swear solemnly."
When he heard that Mu Wanqing refused to admit it, but actually swore it to him, admire Fan became even more angry.
He twisted his face and roared loudly: "You've got your ass up, and you still have the nerve to refuse to admit it?! Mu Wanqing, ever since I was a child, if you don't lie, you're going to die?!"
Every time she did something wrong or something she shouldn't have done, and he questioned her, it was clear that he had evidence in hand and the evidence was conclusive, but she still licked her face and refused to admit it, insisting on it.
He felt ashamed and embarrassed for her.
It's like: One time she wanted to help him wash clothes on a whim, but he wouldn't let her do it. She insisted on doing it, but he didn't nod in agreement, so she cried, made trouble, and behaved in the yard.
Obviously, he personally brought the clothes to her, and he had already seen her sitting in the yard, holding his clothes and rubbing them on the washboard, rubbing them hard.
He washed it too diligently, and with a vigorous rub, his clothes fell into two halves.
Then, she felt guilty and scared, so she dug a hole in the yard and buried the clothes secretly, as if she wanted to do it without anyone noticing.
At that time, when she was hanging clothes, he ran to her and asked her: "Mu Wanqing, I gave you three pieces of clothes, why are there only two?!"
She still didn't even think about it and retorted directly: "You obviously only gave me two pieces of clothing, how could it be three?! Can you count?!"
He grabbed her by the back collar and dragged her to the corner of the yard like a rail. He dug out the clothes in front of her and asked her to explain what was going on.
She was obviously dumbfounded, but... she still refused to obey. While chewing her nails, she muttered: "Who knows who buried the clothes?! Maybe it was your mother, maybe it was Mu Chen."
"..." His face turned green at that time. He had seen stupid tricks to blame others, but he had never seen her holding back so much.
…
After recovering from the recollection of the past, Yang Mufan took a few deep breaths and raised his fingers at her: "Mu Wanqing, come here."
Mu Wanqing blinked her big, watery eyes and stared at him warily. Not understanding his intention, she moved over like a snail.
