"You... don't mess around! If you kill me, you will never survive."
Xia Boshan was horrified to death. Who was the gangster on the road? In the past, others were afraid of him, but now it was the other way around. He didn't even dare to look into Yang Mu's sharp eyes.
"Really? How about giving it a try?" Yang Mu said with a faint smile.
Xia Boshan swallowed and did not dare to answer the question.
"You're so scared that your face turns pale? It's a pity that you look like this. No matter how pale your face is, you can't pass for a pretty girl. Don't worry, don't be so nervous. I'm a good citizen and I'm just joking with you."
Yang Mu smiled and patted his face. The two seemingly weak slaps made Xia Boshan dizzy and felt as if his head was about to fly away.
"Remember, stay away from Sister Mei in the future. Otherwise -"
Creak!
Before Yang Mu finished speaking, the door was pushed open, and Wu Yanmei and Situ Ying, the old woman who acted as bodyguards beside her, appeared outside.
Apparently, they noticed the movement and came over.
"Miss Wu, help! This man is a violent maniac and not a good person. Please help me call the police to arrest him."
Xia Boshan is worthy of being a veteran. After meeting Wu Yanmei, he put a shit basin on Yang Mu's head, saying that he had violent tendencies and wanted to destroy Yang Mu's image in Wu Yanmei's mind.
As a result, Wu Yanmei's reaction left him stunned.
"If you are beaten to death by him, it only means that you deserve to die. If you want to call the police, just call the police. If we really investigate, I think you will know who will be arrested."
Without even looking at Xia Boshan, Wu Yanmei walked up to Yang Mu and looked him up and down: "Are you okay?"
Xia Boshan had the urge to yell. Of course he's fine. It's me who's in trouble. Don't you have eyes? Can't you see that I've been beaten into a pig's head?
"It's okay. Just hit a fly and what will happen? Has this guy been pestering you lately?"
Yang Mu was obviously asking Wu Yanmei, but his eyes were fixed on the old woman Situ Ying behind her.
Situ Ying said expressionlessly: "I asked if we should deal with these two people quietly, but she said no."
Wu Yanmei said: "Don't think too much. I don't care about the life or death of these two people. But I encounter people like this every day. I can't deal with them all just because they disagree."
This is true. If you are interested in Sister Mei, you have to kill her. Then in the end, I am afraid that all the men in Tianhai City will become extinct.
"Throw these two guys into the trash can and don't pollute the environment here."
Yang Mu warned Situ Ying, took Wu Yanmei's hand and left the room, laughing and saying:
"Sister Mei, what delicious food have you cooked? Last time in the provincial capital, you even found a cook for me. That person's cooking skills were indeed good, but compared with you, he was far behind.
"
Wu Yanmei's face was slightly red, but she did not break away from Yang Mu's hand. Hearing this, she said:
"How about comparing with Shang Qingdai, is the food I cook better, or the food she cooks?"
Uh, this is a conflict with Shang Qingdai...
Yang Mu murmured in his heart and complimented: "How can she cook? Does Sister Mei think that everyone is like you, good in the hall and in the kitchen?
A person like you, among women, is like a national treasure, the giant panda, and an ordinary person will never encounter him once in his life."
"Glib tongue!"
Although she knew that this boy was just trying to make herself happy, it did not hinder Wu Yanmei's joy.
There are countless men who please her on weekdays, but the only one who can make her mood rise and fall is the guy in front of her.
Knowing that Yang Mu's appetite nowadays is different from ordinary people, Wu Yanmei prepared quite a sumptuous meal, with more than a dozen dishes.
Several of the dishes clearly require a lot of effort to prepare.
No wonder she started preparing early in the morning.
"Sister Mei, your cooking skills seem to be better than last time?"
After Yang Mu tasted a few of the dishes, he looked at Wu Yanmei in surprise.
Wu Yanmei's cooking skills were very good before, but Yang Mu feels that the dishes she cooks now can really compare with those of chefs in star-rated hotels.
If it were Shang Qingdai, she would immediately ask, does this mean that her previous cooking skills were terrible?
Wu Yanmei just smiled lightly and said: "In my recent free time, I signed up for a cooking training class. If you like it, come over when you have time. Sister Mei will cook different dishes for you every day."
Yang Mu only felt that Wu Yanmei seemed to have a soft light on her body at this moment, making her even more beautiful.
She is wearing a loose long home dress, which makes people feel more gentle and approachable, but the curves of her body are still eye-catching, exuding a soft and warm sexiness.
Yang Mu took a few mouthfuls of rice and sighed: "With a woman like you, Sister Mei, how can other women live in this world?"
"What kind of woman am I in your eyes?" Wu Yanmei asked curiously.
Yang Mu thought for a while and said: "Let's put it this way, no matter what kind of man he is, he will never escape your grasp when he meets you, Sister Mei.
Those who love money, those who are lustful, or those who like people with good character and upright views, no matter which type you like, Sister Mei can satisfy you."
"Do you also like it?" Wu Yanmei asked.
"Cough cough cough!"
Caught off guard, Yang Mu choked on the food in his mouth. He really didn't expect that Wu Yanmei would be so direct. He coughed and startled Wu Yanmei.
Wu Yanmei brought him the bowl of soup she poured for her and asked him to drink it. At the same time, she patted his back to comfort him.
Yang Mu drank a bowl of soup and felt better. He turned to look at Wu Yanmei with expectant eyes.
He hesitated for a moment and said, "Sister Mei, I am also a man."
Wu Yanmei's face turned red, as red as a monkey's butt.
It was you who flirted first, and you were shy because you were shy. You looked like a seductive seductress, and you made it look like I was bullying you.
By the way, I was only halfway through the meal, so I pounced on Sister Mei. Didn’t I seem too eager?
Also, if Situ Ying comes back later, wouldn't he just bump into him?
After a battle in his mind, Yang Mu suppressed the desire growing in his heart, and finally let Wu Yanmei return to her seat. Seeing Wu Yanmei lowering her head to eat with a red face, he coughed dryly, and said:
"By the way, Sister Mei, you originally wanted me to treat the scar on your body, but then you just used my medicine instead of letting me help you dissolve the medicine.
Now, is it completely healed, or is there still a little trace? If it's the latter, I'll help you remove it completely later."
When Wu Yanmei heard Yang Mu mention this, she became even more embarrassed for some reason: "There are still a few traces, but they are basically invisible."
"It won't work at all. I'll use acupuncture to help you clear it out later." Yang Mu volunteered.
Wu Yanmei took a sip of the soup and lowered her head slightly: "No need. I made... a tattoo on the scar. You can't see the mark."
"Tattoo?" Yang Mu was stunned, "What did you get tattooed? I remember you didn't seem to like tattoos very much before, right? When I first started working in the bar, you told me not to get tattoos."
Seeing that Wu Yanmei's face turned even redder, he was extremely curious. Tattoos were not a rare thing these days, and it was even more normal for people who hung out in bars.
Although Yang Mu himself does not have tattoos, this is nothing new to either him or Wu Yanmei.
It’s just a tattoo, what’s there to be ashamed of?
Is it possible that the pattern of the tattoo has something to do with me?
He kept looking at Wu Yanmei.
The ancients said that beauty is like jade, and her beauty is delicious. At this moment, Yang Mu really had the urge to eat this shy imperial sister:
"Sister Mei, what exactly is your tattoo? Can you show it to me?"