"Leng, let's continue climbing the mountain." At some point, Leng Boxi had already flashed over.

A pair of royal blue eyes swept over Song Xiyue, and finally stopped on the clothes she was holding in both hands. Then she looked at her somewhat frightened look and seemed to understand something. She reached out and snatched the clothes on her hand and said, "Isn't this a cold clothes? I'll accept them for him first."

Song Xiyue was stunned, raised her head, her eyes with panic gradually became much more stable at this time, and she smiled brightly at Leng Baixi, "Thank you!"

She knew that Leng Boxi was helping him!

Mu Wei looked at all this calmly, as panic faded from her eyes, and looking at the bright smile she showed at Leng Baixi, for some reason, feeling depressed. It was the depression that was about to suffocate, which made him very tolerated.

He closed his eyes hard and opened them again. Anger like a sea of ​​tides swept across his deep eyes, but after a moment, he calmed down. He turned around and said coldly, "We should continue climbing the mountain."

"I'll pack my backpack first," Song Xiyue said, and then ran away.

She smiled as she left.

But that smile was aimed at Leng Boxi.

After Song Xiyue left, Leng Boxi patted Mu Weileng's shoulder and persuaded, "You shouldn't be embarrassed by her!"

"I don't have it." Mu Wei Leng's expression remained unchanged and said lightly.

"Then why did she look very panicked?" Leng Boxi could never forget that her clear eyes were full of anxiety and panic.

"She is afraid of me," Mu Wei said coldly, but his heart felt a stinging pain.

"What's wrong with you just now?" Leng Boxi did not ask why Mu Wei Leng said that Song Xiyue was afraid of him, but instead changed her tone and asked about what happened just now.

"She returned my coat, I didn't want it, it's all!" Mu Wei Leng said, her brows unconsciously locked a little, and sighed and continued, "I just don't want it. She thought I thought the clothes she wore were dirty, and she said I was arrogant, cold, selfish, and she said I was a bastard."

As he said that, Mu Weilen shook his head helplessly, looked at the blue sky, and spoke heavily, "I just feel that the things I gave were not worth taking back. She just missed me that way?"

"She probably misunderstood you," Leng Boxi said lightly.

"Hey, Bo Xi, do you think I am abominable, and I am really a bastard?" Mu Wei asked with a hint of sadness in his cold eyes.

Leng Boxi was slightly surprised, then coughed a few times and said, "Mu Wei Leng, why are you handsome and handsome? How could you say you are abominable? Bastard, it's not like that!"

"Hey? What you said is true?" Mu Wei Leng looked at Leng Boxi with some joy. In fact, he also thought so, thinking that he was handsome and a gentle smile could confuse all the girls. He never thought he was a bastard, but since he met Song Xiyue, he had doubts in his eyes that he had a fearful face? Is he a bastard?

"Well, really" Leng Boxi nodded. His answer undoubtedly made Mu Wei-Leng regain his confidence.
Chapter completed!