The first time Mo Xiaoqing saw Ji Muhan was in a coffee shop with a "superb atmosphere."
Those clear, bright eyes, tinged with a hint of allure, left a deep impression on her heart.
That slightly hoarse, alluring voice, tinged with a hint of desire, made her legs go weak involuntarily, and she almost lost her balance and collapsed to the ground…
Oh no, oh no, oh no…
Mo Xiaoqing knew she was completely finished. She had just finished talking to herself in the bathroom and finally managed to calm her wildly beating heart.
At this moment, he only needed to give her a look to surrender.
Seeing that she was still standing there in a daze, Ji Muhan habitually curled her lips and said, "Come here."
Mo Xiaoqing, somewhat wary, took two steps back. Jin Muhan's entire room was carpeted, so she always habitually walked barefoot on the floor. In spring, she could always feel a slight chill, even though the room was covered with carpet...
I always feel that history repeats itself in surprising ways; Ji Muhan said the same thing just an hour ago…
And so an hour passed like this... even with such a high level of exercise!
Seeing her subconscious action, he was both amused and exasperated, and added, "I just wanted to hug you."
Mo Xiaoqing retorted without hesitation, "That's what you just said too."
And it turned out to be an accidental escalation... and it still ended up being an accidental escalation...
A blush crept onto Ji Muhan's fair, jade-like face. Just thinking about the words she had used to deceive Mo Xiaoqing made her cough slightly, her expression becoming somewhat unnatural. "This time it's for real, I absolutely won't lie to you!"
"..."
Would she believe such a thing? She used to use those kinds of words to fool her brothers all the time!
Ji Muhan rubbed her temples and unconsciously curved her lips into a smile. She was always exceptionally lenient with her, lowering her bottom line time and time again.
He threatened her with a forced smile, "You have two choices: either you come over here yourself and I'll hug you, or I'll go over and ask you to hug me."
Mo Xiaoqing opened her mouth, staring at him in disbelief, as if silently asking him, "How can you be so shameless?"
Ji Muhan silently raised an eyebrow.
He said calmly and composedly, "I learned all of this from you. It should be called 'one who stays near vermilion gets stained red, and one who stays near ink gets stained black,' right?"
A year ago, he could never have imagined that one day he would threaten a little girl like this!
Mo Xiaoqing bit her lip, her anger and frustration escaping her lips. She glared at him fiercely, "Ji Muhan, where's your face?"
She has a feeling she's got a fake boyfriend! Before, she was the one who had to find ways to get intimate with Ji Muhan, but now their roles are completely reversed…
If someone had told her six months ago that one day she would try every means to avoid Ji Muhan and not be intimate with him, she would never have believed it!
Ji Muhan strode up to her, leaving her no way to avoid him. He scooped her up in his arms, then returned to the bed and placed Mo Xiaoqing on his lap.
His chin rested on Mo Xiaoqing's hair as he chuckled, "Baby, do you know how much you glared at me just now made me want to kiss you!"
Upon hearing this, Mo Xiaoqing's eyes widened. Her large, clear black and white eyes stared at him without blinking, as if silently saying, "How can you be so shameless?"
Ji Muhan warned her piercingly, "Don't move, or if something uncontrollable happens again, I can't guarantee what will happen!"
Mo Xiaoqing, "..."
He's shameless!
“Baby, I know you’re tired, so,” Ji Muhan patted her little head and said in a low, husky voice with a warning tone, “be good, okay?”
Normally, Mo Xiaoqing would love to hear Ji Muhan's "hmm," especially when his tone rose slightly at the end, carrying a deep sense of comfort and doting, making her feel like she was being pampered by Ji Muhan...
Mo Xiaoqing was always very perceptive, so she made her movements much smaller. She gently poked his waist, tilted her head back, and whispered to him, "Ji Muhan, put me down, I want to sleep!"
The feeling of holding her soft, delicate body in his arms, letting him knead and shape it as he pleased, especially the little girl's soft, sweet voice, as captivating as a glutinous rice ball...
His Adam's apple bobbed slightly, but he was completely unaware of it. Before he could even react, the words had already been spoken.
"Baby, give me a kiss and I'll let you down!"