"Yeah, who isn't?" My favorite older brother?
Ha, isn't this good? This is the result he wanted... isn't it?
Mo Qing is such a smart person; just one sentence from Mo Tingqi was enough for her to sense that something was off about his words.
She pursed her lips, turned her head to look out the window, and a thoughtful look appeared on her usually harmless, doll-like face.
Third Brother's attitude has been strange lately, and his eyes seem to be getting colder and colder these last two times.
Later on, no one spoke again. Even Mo Tingqi, who used to be the most talkative, just pursed his lips and looked deep in thought.
Mo Qing pretended not to know anything and simply lay down and leaned against the windowsill to sleep.
From his perspective, only half of the girl's pretty, delicate, palm-sized face was visible in profile.
The streetlights shone on Mo Qing's hair, making her dark, shiny hair gleam. The sleeping girl had her eyes tightly closed, her eyelashes drooping slightly. Perhaps she had been sleeping for a long time, because her face was flushed. Her originally fair and delicate face was tinged with a rosy blush, making her look beautiful.
Perhaps the edge of the windowsill was too narrow, because Mo Qing couldn't sleep well. Her head kept nodding. When the girl was quiet, she really looked like a delicate doll with exquisite features.
Mo Tingqi's eyes were drawn to her without him realizing it, and before he knew it, his hand had already risen and covered her head with his fingers.
He sighed repeatedly, his emotions complex, his eyes unfocused and unsure, muttering to himself, "I didn't even know..."
Actually, she was more delicate when she was a girl. Her health wasn't very good back then. She often caught colds and fevers, and even had pneumonia for a while. She seemed to be a complete spoiled brat at that time.
She would easily catch a cold and fever. At that time, what seemed to bother him the most was that she had to struggle to walk with them despite her short arms and legs.
At that time, he was about the same age as Momo's four cousins, and the group always played together, so it was inevitable that they would run into each other.
However, in his memory at that time, he didn't seem to like this pampered cousin very much...
Perhaps Momo has already forgotten these things...
Yet, he still remembered her so clearly from when she was ten years old. Over the years, she has become more and more beautiful and delicate, and he could still clearly etch her face in his mind based on that memory.
When exactly did he start paying more and more attention to her?
Was it when she surprised everyone in junior high and skipped two grades? Or was it when she got her first period and looked at him blankly...?
Or perhaps it was the first time I took her to a bar, she was holding a microphone, the atmosphere in the bar was hazy, and her eyes held an unprecedented allure.
Looking back now, he really wasn't very good to the girl. It's hard on her that she could still keep calling him "Third Brother" from behind, each time in a softer, sweeter voice.
He couldn't remember exactly when his attitude towards her changed. Whenever he didn't see her for two or three days, he couldn't help but wonder if she was doing well and if she was being bullied at school.
Even though she knew that Momo was so smart that she would never let herself suffer, she still couldn't help but worry about her.
I used to think that my parents and aunt and uncle spoiled Momo too much. Spoiling a girl like that could very likely only lead to her becoming arrogant and foolish...
But it was so unexpected. Momo wasn't like those who are born into wealthy families and are arrogant and self-important.
She was smarter and prettier than most girls, although she was a bit quirky and slippery like an eel.
But that only makes it harder for people to let her go...
The girl seemed to sense something was wrong and shifted her body slightly. Mo Tingqi raised his phoenix eyes slightly and gradually withdrew his large hand from her head.
The itchy feeling in her palm made her clench her fist and place it beside her thigh. She lowered her eyes, concealing the expression in them.
Mo Qing instinctively rubbed the back of her neck, stretched lazily, rubbed her eyes, and her voice, still slightly muffled and nasal from just waking up, said, "We're here? How did I fall asleep?"
Mo Tingqi smiled unconsciously, his brows showing a rare gentleness. People say that eyes are another window to a person's character; you can tell whether someone is upright just by looking at their eyes.
The baby Momo in front of me had such clear and pure eyes that you could see nothing but her own reflection...
This realization deepened the smile on Mo Tingqi's lips.
"When did you arrive? Why didn't you call me?" Mo Qing's eyes were still somewhat blank, her usually talkative eyes now lacking a hint of cleverness and cunning, and instead showing a touch of naivety.
She stared blankly at Mo Tingqi, her eyes not yet fully focused, but Mo Tingqi was caught off guard and looked at her with a cute expression.
Well, what could he do when he encountered such a delicate and adorable little girl? He had already fully experienced the girl's cuteness and charm.
Mo Tingqi hummed in agreement, without telling Mo Qing that they had actually arrived quite some time ago, but he couldn't bear to wake her.
"Third Brother, I'm leaving now. You should go back and rest early too."
When Mo Qing opened her eyes again, she had already reverted to being that shrewd and cunning fox, and smiled obediently at Mo Tingqi.
She seemed a little tired from playing for the past two days. Fortunately, her foot injury wasn't a big deal. The reason she kept having Ji Muhan carry her was just her own selfish desire. Now that she's not in the army, there's no need to keep up the act.
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