"Let me ask you a question." Yu Buhuan took advantage of the wine and bumped Jiao Li's arm with the jar.
Jiao Li seemed to be meditating on something. He turned around slowly and asked, "What's the matter?"
"You said before that there was a girl who looked exactly like me?"
In fact, this matter has always puzzled her because the master has never mentioned it.
"Yeah." Jiao Li responded calmly.
"She made the dumplings?"
"What do you think?" Jiao Li glanced at her.
Yu Buhuan leaned back and said, "It must be."
Jiao Li's eyes gradually became evil. He leaned over and teased: "What? Jealousy?"
As if someone was telling him something important, Yu Buhuan glared at him: "Are you in charge?"
Jiao Li straightened up, as if warning and comforting: "Don't have unrealistic illusions. Except for the former Yu Buhuan, no woman can fall into Xuanyuan Mu's eyes. Even if Dumpling calls you mother now,
Honey, you will never become his real mother."
"I asked you, can you stop being so mean-mouthed? Take care of yourself first." Yu Buhuan rolled his eyes at him. Sometimes, people still need to compare. Although he couldn't stand Xuanyuan Mu's refusal.
Qianli's aloof temper, but compared to the scum in front of him, Xuanyuan Mu didn't know how many times better.
Jiao Li shrugged and sneered: "You must not have fallen in love with Xuanyuan Mu."
Yu Buhuan's cheeks turned red and he denied loudly: "What are you talking about?"
"Why are you so nervous? I was just asking casually."
"Even if I like him, so what? Does it have anything to do with you?"
"I share the same body with him, do you think it has anything to do with me?" Jiao Li said with a serious look.
But at the moment when he was sure that Yu Buhuan really had a crush on Xuanyuan Mu, he felt as if a needle pricked him in some deepest corner.
Jiao Li shook his head, leaving this inexplicable feeling behind.
Then he said half sarcastically, half teasingly: "If you think you can do it, you might as well give it a try."
"try what?"
"Try and see if Xuanyuan Mu will fall in love with you."
It is precisely because he knows Xuanyuan Mu that he dares to say this. Xuanyuan Mu is the kind of person who will not deceive himself. Just like when he met Yan Xin'er, he will never treat Yan Xin'er as a fish.
In his heart, there is nothing but happiness from the beginning to the end. So... this faker can only stand aside.
Jiao Li even wanted to see what she would look like after being severely rejected by Xuanyuan Mu.
"I don't want to be someone else's substitute. I want to be the only one." Yu Buhuan looked at Jiao Li provocatively, with a stubborn expression on his face.
"But you have to accept the reality. If Xuanyuan Mu really falls in love with you, most of the credit will go to your face." Jiao Li breathed at her evilly.
"Can you be any meaner?"
"Okay, actually, I've poisoned this wine."
Yu Buhuan made a move, laughed twice, took a big sip without hesitation, smacked his lips and said, "Treat me as an idiot."
Jiao Li smiled at her enigmatically.
…
The next day, the sun softly covered the entire Penglai Mountain. The trees washed by the heavy rain were given a layer of shimmering halo, and the water droplets falling on the leaf tips tinkled into the grass.
Yu Buhuan was awakened by the children's cheers. As soon as he opened his eyes, he was dazzled by the sunlight coming in from the window. He quickly raised his arms to cover his eyes.
After getting used to the light, a deep and elegant voice came to my ears: "Drink the hangover soup."
