By the time Mo Xiaoqing realized what was happening, a shadow had suddenly appeared, blocking out the light.
Mo Xiaoqing turned around and saw a particularly beautiful and familiar silhouette.
Startled, she immediately turned off her phone and sat down behind her.
Ji Muhan didn't say anything, but calmly pointed to the large bowl on the coffee table and said to her, "Drink the ginger and brown sugar water first."
Mo Xiaoqing obediently picked up the large bowl he had placed on the coffee table with both hands, and involuntarily gasped inwardly.
What does he take her for?
How could she possibly finish such a large bowl of soup?
She stole a glance at Ji Muhan and found that he was still as calm and collected as ever, and she couldn't tell whether he was happy or angry. So she didn't dare to be too presumptuous and could only sip her drink slowly.
He took a sip, glanced at Ji Muhan, took two sips, and glanced at Ji Muhan again.
Ji Muhan sat unmoved beside her, expressionless, calmly watching the television.
Her heart, which had been in her throat, gradually calmed down, and she kept reassuring herself that she probably hadn't seen any information.
Besides, she didn't seem to talk about any taboo topics after that.
Even if I see it... it shouldn't matter, right?
Just as she finally breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Ji Muhan suddenly speak.
Do you often talk about us with your friends?
Mo Xiaoqing sat up straight, immediately flashing her most beautiful smile, and said with a little bit of guilt, "Just a little bit."
Ji Muhan looked at her indifferently, her eyes gradually turning cold.
She slowly sat down.
I kept taking deep breaths, wondering if I was angry.
She carefully considered her words and said slowly, "I just chat with them occasionally, nothing else."
Ji Muhan looked calmly at Mo Xiaoqing, whose eyes were filled with apprehension. She couldn't help but reflect in her heart whether she had been too strict and had frightened the little girl so much that her face turned pale.
(Actually, it's not really his fault; her expression wasn't just from being frightened.)
To be honest, I wouldn't say I was angry.
It must have been somewhat unexpected.
He doesn't really understand people these days, whether they all enjoy chatting and sharing their innermost thoughts, but he's not used to this kind of conversation.
Previously, Shen Shaolin had also created a similar group and added him to it, but he left in less than a minute.
Special operations brigades also have such groups, but if he doesn't like the people in them, they're too talkative.
It feels like all that's left each day is these meaningless things.
I hadn't noticed before, but the little girl seems to really like starting chats this way, for example, with text messages, and sometimes the messages she sends always include some emojis and pictures.
To be honest, he's not a very good boyfriend. He doesn't seem to know much about her likes or what she likes to eat.
Previously, she kept appearing in front of him, which annoyed him, so he didn't pay much attention to her preferences.
Then he realized he liked her.
I didn't ask her too many questions.
He got together with her without asking any questions, and the girl never seemed to complain to him about anything.
Sometimes I feel that the little girl is a bit spoiled, but other times I feel that she seems to have a kind of intelligence that other girls her age don't have.
Or perhaps it should be said that it is sensitive.
"Aren't you going to drink anymore?"
Mo Xiaoqing shook her head and said honestly, "I can't drink anymore."
Ji Muhan didn't object. She calmly placed the porcelain bowl on the coffee table and looked at her indifferently, "Aren't you going back?"
Mo Xiaoqing blinked, unconsciously acting cute as she asked him, "Why are you in such a hurry to send me back?"
After all the third wheels finally left, he couldn't wait to kick her out. He's so annoying!
The little girl always looked at him with such an innocent expression, her beautiful eyes staring at him without blinking, making his heart melt completely.
Ji Muhan couldn't help but find it amusing, and her lips curled up almost imperceptibly. Her voice softened considerably as she asked, "What else do you want if you don't go back?"
She did everything she wanted to do, and she ate everything she wanted to eat!
What else does this wicked little fox want?
Mo Xiaoqing's clear black and white eyes darted around, lingering on his face for a few seconds with ill intent before she asked him meaningfully, "Don't you know what I want?"
Ji Muhan's eyes flickered slightly, and she deftly threw back at her previous words verbatim, "How would I know if you don't tell me?"
Mo Xiaoqing choked, "..."
Well, this just throws her words back at us again.
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