Moreover, she had a strong feeling about it, but she just didn't like it...
Ji Muhan chuckled at this, "..."
No one coveted it as obviously as she did.
"If you're not going to talk, does it mean I did something wrong just now?" Mo Qing pouted, looking aggrieved as she pressed her advantage, "Hanhan, do you have feelings for that auntie from earlier?"
"...She's only 7 years older than you." Ji Muhan choked, glanced indifferently at Mo Qing who was still pretending, and corrected her with a slight flicker in her eyes.
“She’s still my aunt. Isn’t she old enough to be seven years older?” Mo Qing retorted without hesitation.
Ji Muhan's eyes turned slightly cold, and her temples throbbed. "..." He's nine years older than her, so what does she plan to call him?
“It’s Auntie, it’s Auntie,” Mo Qing saw his face turn cold quickly. She had only been joking for a moment, but now she really frowned and said in a huff, “Hanhan, don’t you like me anymore? You have to emphasize it for her sake.”
Ji Muhan's eyes were slightly cool, and her voice was somewhat helpless as she said, "Stop fooling around, aren't you hungry?"
"I wasn't making a scene, yet you yelled at me for her sake. Do you think I'm being unreasonable?" Mo Qing pretended to be angry, her delicate and beautiful face suddenly scrunched up, making people feel sorry for her and want to smooth her forehead.
Ji Muhan calmly put down the plate and glanced at her indifferently, "Aren't you being unreasonable?"
The girl's temper was mostly spoiled by Mo Yanyu. When she got angry, she was practically ready to jump into the ground. Her arrogant appearance made people grit their teeth, but they didn't find her annoying. Instead, it gave people the feeling that she was just naturally like that...
Ha, looks like he should stay away from her, otherwise he really won't be able to break free...
"I know, you don't like me anymore, you've changed your mind, haven't you? But what do you see in her? She has a bad temper, and she's not as good-looking as me. What do you like about her?" Mo Qing's eyelashes trembled slightly. Even though she knew in her heart that she was being unreasonable, she still argued stubbornly.
"I don't know her." Ji Muhan was getting a headache from Mo Qing's dramatic performance.
He didn't even get a clear look at Hu Yan's face. To this day, she's still a blank in his mind. The only thing he remembers is her personal information, and that's all thanks to his photographic memory.
Of course, when it comes to remembering people, so far he can only barely remember one girl...
Mo Qing blinked, tilted her head slightly, and then grinned, "Really."
Well, she is indeed very easy to please; just one sentence from her and she felt completely satisfied.
Ji Muhan glanced coolly at Mo Qing, who was still standing at the door, and replied irrelevantly, "Isn't it hard to stand here?"
Ever since he came up, the girl has been preoccupied with this issue, and she hasn't even changed her posture.
Mo Qing realized that she was still standing on one leg in the doorway. She stared at Ji Muhan with an innocent look on her face and said, "Hanhan, I think my leg is numb again."
Ji Muhan's eyes flickered slightly. The girl's fair and pretty face was filled with the words "Hold me, hold me," which made him somewhat doubt her words.
"Self-reliance." Ji Muhan casually tossed out this sentence, then sat down leisurely and began to eat her breakfast.
He had no reason to spoil her unconditionally like this; the girl was probably doing it on purpose. Besides, after what happened last night, he needed time to sort out his somewhat chaotic thoughts.
Mo Qing said "Oh," and hopped over to sit down next to Ji Muhan.
Seeing Ji Muhan dining with elegant manners, not even sparing her a second glance.
"Alright, alright, I won't tease you anymore," Mo Qing gave in, the corners of her mouth involuntarily turning up, she winked mischievously, and said with a serious face, "I know you couldn't possibly have such bad taste as liking her!"
Ji Muhan couldn't help but find it amusing, but her face remained calm and indifferent as she asked, "Was it a ghost causing trouble here just now?"
"..."
Mo Qing choked, her beautiful eyes blinking rapidly. She clasped her hands together and looked up at him.
Her voice was soft, with a hint of obvious pleading, as she said, "Hanhan, I was wrong, really, I won't talk nonsense anymore!"
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