The Villainous Classmate is My Lucky Star

Chapter 79

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Seeing that she looked like she had just woken up, Mu Yang exploded immediately, jumping up and down in the yard, scolding her for not taking care of her own affairs.

Wen Yantong was so quarreled that one head was two big, so he had to immediately turn around to wash up, and came out to meet him fully dressed, and said, "I've already packed it, don't scream!"

Mu Yang looked her over, and seeing that she looked passable, his expression softened a little, "Where's your luggage, hurry up and get into the carriage, don't waste time."

Wen Yantong was dumbfounded when he heard that he needed luggage.

She didn't plan to go at all, how could she pack her luggage

Seeing her expression, Mu Yang immediately guessed, "You didn't clean up, did you?"

Wen Yantong was afraid that he would explode in an instant, so he had no choice but to say, "It's packed! It's packed, Moli is going to get my luggage."

She frantically winks at Moli. Fortunately, before the luggage from Chaoge had been fully sorted out, Mo Li hurriedly took some clothes and let someone carry them into the carriage.

Mu Yang's face was dark, and he kept staring at Wen Yantong sullenly, but Wen Yantong didn't dare to turn his head and look at him. She looked at the flowers and plants that had been cut down in front of her house, and ordered her servants to pull them out, and buy new ones to plant when the time came.

In the next period of time, Mu Yang saw that everything was not going well with Yantong, and made a snorting sound from his nose from time to time. Wen Yantong knew he was wrong, so he pretended not to see it.

After waiting for half an hour, Chi Jingxi's carriage stopped at the gate of Wen's house. After being informed by his servants, Wen Yantong went out with Mu Yang.

Mu Yang deliberately slowed down, walking behind Wen Yantong, staring at her.

Wen Yantong had no choice but to quicken his pace and walk out of the gate, only to see Chi Jingxi pulling up the curtain and getting off the carriage. He is wearing a misty blue robe today, with a crown of gold silk and vermilion wood on his hair, and the cumbersome patterns on his skirt are faintly visible in the sun.

He was dressed in formal clothes, and his whole body was very dignified, apparently for Mu Yang's birthday party.

Chi Jingxi was in a good mood, and when he looked up at Wen Yantong, there was a smile on his handsome face, which was very obvious.

As if seeing a savior, Wen Yantong immediately clung to him, "Master, you are finally here, otherwise I will be stared to death by Mu Yang."

Chi Jingxi asked in a low voice, "What's wrong?"

Wen Yantong whispered, "I didn't expect him to come to me early in the morning. I was still sleeping in bed, but I was caught right away."

After the words fell, Mu Yang came out with a dark face, and immediately turned into a face full of grievance after seeing Chi Jingxi, "Brother Xi, Wen Yantong is too much, he doesn't want to attend my birthday party at all, it's useless for me to leave He's a friend!"

Wen Yantong immediately retorted loudly, "Who said that! Who said that I don't want to participate, I just got up late today!"

Mu Yang didn't want to argue with her anymore, so he gave her a big white eye.

He didn't know the reason why Wen Yantong didn't want to go, but Chi Jingxi knew, so he said with a smile, "Yang Ermo thinks, maybe she really overslept."

Wen Yantong nodded hurriedly.

Mu Yang stared, looked at Chi Jingxi in disbelief, and murmured for a long time, "When will Brother Xi speak for Wen Yantong..."

Wen Yantong thought to himself, there are still many things you don't know.

In order to prevent Mu Yang from making trouble again, Chi Jingxi said, "Hurry up and get in the carriage, when I came just now I saw the Fu family's carriage going out of the city."

When Mu Yang heard this, he hurried to get in the car, "Hurry up, let's catch up with Fu Zixian."

The three of them rode Chi Jingxi's carriage together, and after they were seated, Wen Yantong asked Mu Yang, "How many people did you call to Xuanlin Palace this time?"

Mu Yang thought for a while and said, "It's not that many, just the few people we get along with on weekdays, besides the three of us, there are Fu Zixian and Brother Qianyuan, and the others are gone."

After tossing and turning, there are only a few people in total.

Wen Yantong had expected it a long time ago, but what gave her a headache was that Mu Yang insisted on taking someone to the hot spring, and she didn't know what reason to refuse.

Mu Yang thought for a while, then suddenly said, "My father also called the girl from Fengyuelou."

Wen Yantong was startled, but soon realized that Fengyue Building was probably a place like Chao Ge's Qin Building and Chu Pavilion. What he didn't expect was that Mu Yuan would call a group of them for Mu Yang on his eighteenth birthday. Girl, isn't this nonsense!

She pretended to be puzzled, "Why did General Mu call you those girls?"

Mu Yang held back, and then said, "He said that my brain is useless, and I need to use my body to make up for it, so I can open up branches and leaves for the Mu family as soon as possible."

After hearing this, Wen Yantong couldn't help sighing, Mu Yuan's brain circuit is really not comparable to that of ordinary people. Perhaps Mu Yuan felt that if he wanted to transform from a boy into a real man, he had to experience sex in bed.

He has a lot of older wives and younger wives, so of course he passed this idea on to his son.

Wen Yantong clicked his tongue, thinking that with such an old man, why should his son go to the sky

Chi Jingxi listened on the sidelines, but didn't express anything, Wen Yantong secretly looked at him, and muttered in his heart. The thinking of the ancients is outdated, so Chi Jingxi thinks it's normal, right

Mu Yang paused for a while, and then said, "But my father said that those are girls dancing for fun."

Wen Yantong couldn't help but said, "Who knows what kind of help is it?"

Mu Yang sensed something was wrong in her tone, and said, "What do you want to do? Let me tell you, don't try to think of those girls, how old are you."

Wen Yantong laughed angrily, "If I were looking for it, I wouldn't be looking for those girls you brought!"

Chi Jingxi raised his eyes and looked at her inexplicably.

Wen Yantong immediately picked it up again, "I am a scholar, and I only have pen, ink, paper and inkstone in my heart, and I can't hold those girls."

Mu Yang said disdainfully, "A person who is three feet long and drooling in class has the face to say that he only has pen, ink, paper and inkstone in his heart?"

Wen Yantong thought to himself that we are not the same, why do you criticize me? So I rolled up my sleeves and argued with him.

The journey to Xunyang Mountain took about half a day, and along the way, Mu Yang and Wen Yantong didn't stop for a long time, they were bickering with each other almost all the time. But Mu Yang really didn't hear Yantong's sharpness, and he was so angry that he screamed wildly every time, and then he was cleaned up by Chi Jingxi.

Although Wen Yantong and Mu Yang exchanged a few insults on weekdays, they were not as frequent these days, probably because of the long vacation. However, the two of them were tired from cursing, so it was inevitable that they would have to take a break, and they could speak a few words normally during the break.

While on the way, Mu Yang urged him several times, but Wen Yantong still had lingering fears when he thought of the incident when Qixue worshiped Mu Yang and killed the Fu family's carriage, so after he finished urging, Wen Yantong secretly stretched out his head to let the driver calm down .

After repeating it several times, Mu Yang discovered it, and was so angry that he sat on the horse's seat and directed it himself.

The speed of the carriage was much faster, and when it was halfway through the journey, it caught up with Fu Zixian, and Mu Yang shouted loudly for someone to stop.

After all, Fu Zixian and Chi Jingxi didn't know each other very well, so he didn't dare to get into his carriage. After rejecting Mu Yang's invitation several times, Mu Yang had no choice but to get off the carriage and go to Fu Zixian's carriage. Now Wen Yantong was finally able to be quiet for a while, with Mu Yang around, she even thought about talking to Chi Jingxi several times.

After Mu Yang left, Wen Yantong shamelessly sat next to Chi Jingxi, without speaking but secretly smiling.

Chi Jingxi glanced sideways, and then said, "Why are you so silly?"

Wen Yantong smiled and said, "Young Master, you are really handsome in your clothes today."

Chi Jingxi was caught off guard by a compliment, and subconsciously wanted to return the compliment, "Today you also..."

But at first glance, she was wearing a simple and elegant dress casually, and this dress was worn when she went to the Mu Mansion a few days ago, and the words on her lips turned abruptly, "It's the same as usual, why don't you dress more solemnly?" ? This is Yang Er's eighteenth birthday."

Wen Yantong scratched his head, "Actually, I didn't plan to go at first, but I didn't expect Mu Yang to go to Wen's house early in the morning to pick me up, so I casually found some clothes to wear."

Chi Jingxi said, "I told you earlier that you must go to the birthday party. If you don't go, Yang Er will definitely not let it go."

Wen Yantong said, "But he told me to go to the hot spring! You also know, how can I go to the hot spring with them like this?"

The words passed by Chi Jingxi's ears, his eyes subconsciously lowered, and fell on her snow-white neck, and then quickly withdrew, pondering for a moment before saying, "Of course I will help you push this away."

Hearing what he said, Wen Yantong felt a little relieved, then lowered his voice with a smile, and said, "Actually, it's not impossible to take a hot spring, but I just want to take a bath with the young master."

After hearing this, Chi Jingxi's eyes moved slightly, but there was no change on his face, but he slowly looked into Wen Yantong's eyes. Wen Yantong saw that he hadn't been teased, so he could only say, "Why didn't you respond?"

Instead of speaking, he leaned back and closed his eyes as if falling asleep.

Wen Yantong felt that he was bored, so he wanted to go to trouble Chi Jingxi, so he reached out and poked his flank. Chi Jingxi was probably ticklish, he grabbed her hand all at once, and said lazily, "Don't make trouble."

Immediately after his hand tightened, Chi Jingxi pinched it and pulled him onto his lap. Chi Jingxi's palms are always warm, and Wen Yantong's palms are attached to convey the warmth. This moment seemed to pinch Wen Yantong's life, she immediately became honest, and held Chi Jingxi's hand back.

Sometimes holding hands is more intimate than hugging, Wen Yantong heard the heartbeat beating faster and faster, and the sweet taste melted from the tip of the tongue, as if eating candied fruit.

After driving for half a day, the car stopped suddenly when it was about to reach Xunyang Mountain.

Wen Yantong slowly woke up from her sleep. Chi Jingxi was about to get off the carriage. She thought she had arrived, so she went down with her, but she didn't expect to come down and see that there was a desolate countryside around her.

Wen Yantong walked to Chi Jingxi's side, saw Fu Zixian standing beside him, and asked, "What happened?"

"There is a landslide ahead, we have to take a detour." Fu Zixian said.

"Collapse?" Wen Yantong was puzzled, "Isn't the Xuanlin Palace used by the Queen? Why was the landslide on this road not cleaned up in time?"

Fu Zixian looked a little dignified, shook his head, "I don't know."

Questions that Wen Yantong can think of, they can certainly think of. In front, Chi Jingxi listened to the attendant's report with a calm expression.

There must be a demon in everything that happens.

Wen Yantong immediately thought of this sentence.

The author has something to say: [Chi Jingxi's Little Diary]

In the twenty-fourth year of Ruixing, on the third day of May:

She said she wanted to take a hot spring with me, so I wrote it down first.

I believe she will not break her promise.