Sometimes when she wants to talk to someone, there's no one willing to chat with her!
Mo Xiaoqing gave her a brief explanation, but she concealed the fact that Qiao Qian'an had been hit with a stick because of her.
After all, if Zhang Ma were to tell him about such a thrilling event, she would definitely worry about him and report it to his father and mother!
Mo Xiaoqing didn't want to make a big fuss about this, or cause a city-wide uproar and make everyone look at her like she was a national treasure!
Just thinking about that scene made her feel uncomfortable, even though her brothers doted on her and cared for her, which warmed her heart!
But their excessive pampering and care for her can sometimes make her feel suffocated!
She went upstairs, turned on the water heater, and heated the water for about ten minutes. While taking a shower, she kept rubbing her hands together.
In fact, Ji Muhan had already washed the blood off her hands at the hospital.
But she always felt an unusual heat in her hands, and all she needed was to rinse them with water. As for what she wanted to wash away, she didn't know; perhaps it was the lingering fear in her heart.
Or perhaps it was the heavy, shackle-like guilt she felt towards Qiao Qian'an; in any case, the events of the evening left her feeling somewhat overwhelmed.
When she had almost rubbed the skin off her hands, Mo Xiaoqing felt a little better and mercifully let go of her hands, which were originally fair, delicate and beautiful.
At this moment, it was wrinkled and extremely pale from being soaked in hot water!
She exhaled deeply, the light shining on her, casting a long shadow on the wall, while warm water flowed from her head down her cheeks to her feet.
She closed her eyes and simply enjoyed the shower.
It seemed she wanted to wash away all the messy thoughts in her mind, but no matter how much she wanted to wash herself clean, she couldn't keep washing forever. So after rinsing for about a minute, she quickly wiped the water off her face with both hands.
I squeezed out some shampoo and methodically used my fingernails to slowly apply it from top to bottom.
Ten minutes later.
Mo Xiaoqing was wearing a pink bathrobe, and she was slowly wiping the water droplets from the ends of her hair with a purple handkerchief.
She had just come out and was still hesitating about whether to use a hairdryer when her phone rang.
Looking at the familiar name on the phone, his eyes flickered slightly.
After hesitating for a moment, I finally swiped to answer the call.
She held the phone to her ear and could only hear his soft breathing. There was silence for a moment; he didn't seem to intend to speak, and so did Mo Xiaoqing.
The two seemed to be locked in a stalemate, neither willing to back down, and neither speaking.
In the stillness of the night, his breathing seemed amplified several times over, each breath clearly transmitted from the phone to her ears, like an electric current slowly flowing through her heart, striking her heart before she could even react.
Softly, without rhythm, her breathing gradually became rapid because of him, and the tingling sensation was almost negligible.
"say."
"say what?"
"Didn't you just tell me to reflect on my actions? What are you calling me for now?"
When have you ever listened to me?
Mo Xiaoqing felt a little wronged. "When have I ever not listened to you? I remember every word you say. Every time you tell me to be obedient, I always do!"
"..." You actually listened to me? Then I must have believed your lies!
"Did you keep your word when I told you last time not to hide anything from me?"
Mo Xiaoqing was speechless, "..."
She was so angry that she didn't even bother to dry her hair. She threw the towel in her hand onto the chair and threw herself onto the bed. Luckily, the bed was a Simmons mattress, so it was soft and gentle and wouldn't hurt her.
Otherwise, Mo Xiaoqing, that precious little darling, would cry again!
She raised her voice with particular self-righteousness, and said in a malicious, sarcastic tone, "Fine, fine, even if I didn't listen to you before, I'll listen to you now and I've decided to reflect on my actions, isn't that enough?"
Ji Muhan found it both funny and infuriating that she could say such hurtful things so confidently. "If you had always been this obedient, I don't know how much less trouble you would have had!"
The little girl was clearly trying to provoke him by saying those words!
Sometimes even he himself couldn't understand why he had fallen for such a troublesome little fox!
Moreover, she's the kind of person who's full of bad intentions and will make anyone who makes her uncomfortable suffer—she's the kind of person who always seeks revenge!
"Yes, yes, I used to be disobedient, but I'll start listening to you now, okay? If there's nothing else, I'll hang up now!"
The little girl's words were full of anger and impatience, almost as if she was saying to him, "I'm angry, hurry up and coax me!"
Ji Muhan paused for a moment, then wisely decided not to delve further into the matter with her.
"Ready to sleep?"
"Mmm." Mo Xiaoqing felt a little wronged, and her voice became even softer and more coquettish, almost like she was pleading. "Are you alright? If not, then I'll really hang up!"
Although it might not sound pleasant at first, the more you listen, the more you'll realize that the little girl is just being stubborn.
Otherwise, I wouldn't have repeatedly reminded him to hang up!
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