But the girl is also very easy to coax; just a few kind words and her anger will subside.
However, there was one room where she absolutely could not put anything, no matter how carelessly she put things.
The room where she was sitting right now was filled with items made by Ji Muhan and Qu'er, which she cherished very much.
Sometimes when you're inside, you can get stuck and start to study how it's done.
For example, there is a machine that can extract square roots.
The thing was just a wooden box with several rows of wooden poles standing on it, densely packed together, making it look like a machine for grilling lamb skewers. There was also a wooden crank on one side, making it look like an old-fashioned phonograph.
Mo Qing loved all these interesting things. That's why this room was her most prized possession.
Cough, let's get back to this moment.
This was Mo Qing's first time entering Ji Muhan's private space. There was no need for novelty. She wandered around each room, and when she saw something good, she would look at it for a long time. "Are you going to eat it, Auntie?"
However, even though she couldn't eat, there was something she still remembered.
A while after finishing her noodles, Ji Muhan was cleaning up in the kitchen. Just as she was about to turn around and ask her if she wanted honey water for dinner, she heard Mo Qing calling from the bedroom door, "I'm going in to get ready. Don't come in! I'll call you in when I call you!"
Mo Qing was laughing merrily as she hummed, "You're so beautiful, you're so charming, you ...
"You are the flower bud in the cold winter, you are Xi Shi who stirred up the spring water, you are the grace of an envoy, you are my beloved concubine, all the sorrows of the world are destroyed by you, you are a thousand cups of fine wine, how can I not be drunk?"
As she sang this part, the girl's bright smile revealed sweet dimples. Not only that, she also pouted and made a kissing gesture towards the mirror, and then cupped her face with her right hand to act cute. The most speechless thing was that at the end of the song, she even raised her eyebrows and looked alluring, truly a captivating enchantress...
In that instant, a thought involuntarily popped into Ji Muhan's mind: How could he not be drunk? He was already drunk, even if she did nothing, just a glance from him...
Mo Qing turned around and realized that Ji Muhan had seen her self-praise without her noticing.
She didn't feel embarrassed at all, and even spun around on the spot. Her slender waist was so delicate that it could be easily grasped. Especially her uniform, the white shirt on her upper body was actually a little transparent, and he could see the color of what she was wearing underneath at a glance.
He had always known that the girl looked good in shorts and skirts, but he never expected that the pink skirt she wore would be twenty centimeters above her knees, showing off her fair, straight, and slender legs.
It was all white and somewhat dazzling.
Just looking at it makes my mouth dry.
With a bright smile and shameless grin, she asked him, "Is it pretty?"
"It's changed!"
Ji Muhan gave her two words with deep, dark eyes.
"What's wrong?" Mo Qing frowned slightly, somewhat disappointed that she hadn't impressed Ji Muhan. "Is it not pretty?"
She thought it looked great. Besides, she was wearing her high school uniform, which perfectly showed off her curvaceous figure, with her prominent breasts, shapely hips, and long, beautiful legs. How beautiful!
"Mmm," Ji Muhan mumbled in response, then before she could say anything more, she added, "Change your clothes, we'll go out for dinner together later."
Then, with a bang, the door slammed shut...
Mo Qing was still a little confused. Looking at Ji Muhan's unusual reaction and her "I've seen a ghost" expression, she felt very uneasy. She couldn't help but turn to the mirror, which was about 1.5 meters high, and look at her high school uniform.
Then it spun around again, isn't that beautiful!
What kind of taste is that!
Is it really because he is nine years older than me that their aesthetic views are completely different?
Sigh, does a nine-year age gap really create a generation gap?
...
They arrived at the hotel that Shen Shaolin and his group had booked, as agreed.
They were still in a private room. Ji Muhan preferred quiet and didn't like noisy places. If they were eating in the main hall, he would most likely turn around and leave.
If Mo Qing's personality is delicate and spoiled with a lot of bad habits, then Ji Muhan's most troublesome thing is that he can't remember people and doesn't like people talking to him incessantly.
The young master still has some temper, even though he grew up in the army, his inherent nobility and innate demeanor are still there.
Honestly, Ji Muhan was probably the strictest captain in their unit. The other special forces captains often mingled with their subordinates and would often take time off to go out for meals and drinks.
He, on the other hand, was aloof and unapproachable; who would dare call her that?
"How are you two doing?"
Mo Qing glanced quickly at Ji Muhan, who stood calmly beside her, and winked with a beaming smile, "Of course, that's wonderful!"
What would you like to eat?
Mo Qing originally wanted to list a whole bunch of names, but after looking down at her belly, she immediately changed her mind.
"I don't want to eat, I'm full."
Ji Muhan immediately saw through the girl's little scheme and raised an eyebrow with amusement, "On a diet?"
Actually, the girl isn't fat at all. She has the most perfect figure, slim where she should be and curvy where she should be.
So he really didn't understand the girl's thoughts, and he didn't know if it was fashionable for girls nowadays to complain about being fat so easily.
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