Whether they were strangers or acquaintances, they all liked to come up and ask her a few questions, mostly about her schoolwork.
And other miscellaneous things like planning when to do an internship...
Mo Xiaoqing usually wore a sweet smile, and she would always brush off questions with that smile.
The main problem was that the questions they asked were all very similar. Answering once or twice was fine, but after answering several times, she got annoyed and eventually didn't want to talk anymore.
Sometimes, she would send a message to bother Hanhan, and unlike before, she would send a message every now and then.
Nowadays, Ji Muhan usually replies to her messages within about 30 seconds.
It gave her the feeling that she was waiting for him to send her a message.
Some people say that if someone replies to your messages instantly, it means that person truly loves you.
Is it true love?
She didn't know,
However, she was certain of one thing: in his heart, she was different from others.
Just thinking about this one possibility was enough to make Mo Xiaoqing happy all day!
In the evening, most of the guests had left, leaving only the family. There were still a dozen or so people in the hall, some sitting and some standing.
The once spacious living room was suddenly packed with people.
Fireworks and firecrackers were set off outside every now and then; for most of the night, there was a constant crackling sound.
Actually, under normal circumstances, setting off firecrackers is not allowed in the city.
However, since this is a military compound, there weren't many restrictions to begin with, and then it happened to be during the Spring Festival, so there were even fewer restrictions.
In the past, during the Spring Festival, Mo Xiaoqing liked to lie on the small balcony of her room on the second floor and watch the fireworks.
Sometimes you can watch it all night long, laughing like a little fool.
Sometimes her third brother or her older brothers would accompany her, and her family knew this habit perfectly well.
Mo Xiaoqing smiled charmingly and said in a soft, coquettish voice, "Big brother, Happy New Year! Wishing you prosperity and good fortune! Give me a red envelope."
Mo Xinze smiled faintly, and out of habit, patted her head. As if by magic, he took out a red envelope from behind his back, placed it in her hand, and said gently, "Here, the red envelope you wanted."
Mo Xiaoqing subtly touched the red envelope he was carrying; it felt quite thick, so the amount of money inside must be substantial.
Then her smile grew brighter and brighter, she smiled at him like a flower, her eyebrows and eyes curved, radiant and beautiful.
"Second Brother..."
Whenever Mo Xiaoqing laughs like that, it's always because she has "malicious intentions."
He narrowed his eyes, his smile carrying a deeper meaning. "Tsk tsk tsk, the little fox has come to me again asking for a red envelope?"
Mo Xiaoqing tilted her pretty face up and said confidently, "Isn't this only natural? I'm the youngest in the family, so of course you should give me a red envelope."
His tone was so matter-of-fact, as if everyone was entitled to give him a red envelope.
"Okay, then give your second brother a kiss. Whatever size you want, your second brother will give you that size."
"Mmm." Mo Xiaoqing gave him a big kiss without hesitation, lightly touching his right cheek.
Mo Yuye gently brushed her forehead, his words full of doting affection, "You're quite straightforward."
Mo Xiaoqing nodded, quite naturally, "Of course, such an easy business should be done quickly."
Mo Yuye spoke in a tone of utter helplessness, but in reality, she was enjoying it, her eyes full of indulgence as she said, "Okay, how big do you want? You tell me."
Her eyes lit up. "Anything is fine with me. You decide."
Mo Yuye naturally saw her cunning fox-like expression and thought to himself with amusement, "Then aren't you at a huge loss?"
Although that's what he said, he knew that the little girl wouldn't let him suffer a loss!
It's just a trap to lure him in!
"Then you can give me whatever you think is appropriate, second brother. I'm sure you wouldn't be able to accept anything less than that."
Listen to how clever and artful this little girl is with her words; she digs a trap with every sentence.
Mo Yuye was both amused and exasperated. He took the opposite approach and asked her, "What if I could present something presentable?"
There was no rule specifying how much he had to give, and besides, she told him to take whatever he felt he could.
Of course, he can take as much as he wants; even if it's just 0.88 yuan, it's still his way of showing his appreciation!
Mo Xiaoqing winked at him mischievously, then spread her hands innocently and said, "So I must have mistaken you for someone else."
It seemed to be silently telling him to accept his bad luck.
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