Two hundred sixty-four, evasion

Yang Mujing walked up with a smile, looking at the jacket in Yang Muxue's hands, "Sis, that jacket looks like it belongs to a man, doesn't it?"

Yang Muxue's face turned slightly red as she glared at Yang Mujing, "Why did you suddenly come back?"

"You haven't got yourself a partner, have you?" Yang Mujing revealed a roguish grin. His sister had always been cold and detached. When had she ever shown such a demure side? She must have someone she liked.

"Don't change the subject. Answer me," Yang Muxue looked at Yang Mujing, waiting for his response.

"The school is organizing an off-campus activity tomorrow. I came back to get some stuff," Yang Mujing walked over to the couch, sat down, and started drinking from the cup he held.

"Then you should go to sleep early," Yang Muxue nodded and started walking towards the second floor.

"Sis, you haven't answered me yet. Do you have a partner already?" Yang Mujing put down the cup, looking at Yang Muxue who had reached the stairs.