"..." Ji Muhan couldn't help but laugh, "Momo, you're applying double standards!"
"I'm a carnivore, so it's perfectly normal for me to like eating meat! Does coming to your house mean I can't even get meat to eat?"
"..." How dare he?
With that little girl's temper, she'll definitely tear his roof off!
"Okay, I'll make whatever you like to eat, okay?"
"Hanhan, how are you so versatile!"
"You're not a newcomer to the fact that I've always been very capable!"
"Do you special forces soldiers have already expanded your expertise to include cooking?"
Ji Muhan paused for a moment, then told the truth.
“Shen Shaolin and the others will not.”
Mo Xiaoqing blinked.
Is he unhappy?
Ji Muhan turned around and looked.
"This is a reward for you. You've worked hard." Mo Xiaoqing stuck a toothpick in her hand and handed the apple to him.
"ah."
Ji Muhan did as she was told and opened her mouth.
A mischievous glint flashed in Mo Xiaoqing's eyes. With a wicked grin, she stuffed the apple flesh from the toothpick into her mouth, her cheeks puffing out like a little hamster eating, all while uttering infuriating words.
"I won't give you any."
Ji Muhan reached out and grabbed her, but missed. Mo Xiaoqing was clearly on guard and took several steps back, all the way to the kitchen door. If Ji Muhan wanted to grab her, she would have to walk more than ten steps.
Her eyes have always been beautiful. When she smiles, her eyebrows curve, and her eyes seem to sparkle with countless stars, captivating anyone who looks at her and making it impossible to look away.
"You naughty girl."
"It's not like I just broke today, are you only finding out now?"
"Yeah, you naughty girl, I knew it from the beginning. Last time you really messed up those three special forces soldiers, but now the special operations brigade is still talking about how you took care of those three special forces soldiers in one go."
"Then I'll become a celebrity in your special operations brigade?"
Ji Muhan smiled, "It's not that we're too kind, it's just that you've become a celebrity in several military regions' special operations brigades. Now, which military region doesn't know your name, Mo Xiaoqing?"
"Tsk~ Then why don't you hurry up and be happy? Once you get a girlfriend as good as me, you should be burning incense and praying to Buddha, you know?"
Looking at the little girl's proud and arrogant expression with her chin raised, Ji Muhan couldn't help but smile and readily agreed, "...Yes, I'll go burn incense and pray to Buddha tomorrow!"
"By the way, when can I visit your special operations brigade base next time?"
"Anytime is fine, whenever you're free!"
"Is that so? But I remember Shen Shaolin saying that you guys often go on missions, so you won't be at the base most of the time?"
Mo Xiaoqing closed her eyes in annoyance as he stared at her intently.
I'm so ashamed of myself for being so stupid. I've never seen anyone confess like this without being asked!
Ji Muhan smiled enigmatically, "I didn't expect that your relationship with Shen Shaolin... has become this good?"
"..." A chill ran down my neck, and my right foot was unexpectedly struck by an arrow.
"You've done a good job with your intelligence work; you've already infiltrated my ranks. So, what else are you missing from your knowledge?"
"..." A chill ran down his spine, and he was struck by an arrow in his left foot again.
"It seems I should really give some serious discipline to certain people when I get back this time!"
Mo Xiaoqing gasped. As Ji Muhan said this, his eyes swept across her face, intentionally or unintentionally.
It made her wrinkle her nose unconsciously.
He preemptively said, "Well, let me make this clear first, I only occasionally asked Shen Shaolin what you usually do, and about that time when I asked him to bring me into the special operations brigade. Apart from that, I really haven't had any contact with him!"
Ji Muhan remained silent, turned her back, and continued chopping vegetables. Her natural and skillful movements showed that she cooked often.
Mo Xiaoqing particularly liked his hands; they were fair and beautiful, with well-defined features, the kind of hands that were perfect for playing the piano.
But—she was in no mood to appreciate it now; the crisis was far from over.
"This is truly the truth, Hanhan. Think about it, how could I possibly like someone like him?"
Mo Xiaoqing silently said in her heart, "I'm sorry!"
Now that they were at a life-or-death situation, she had to appease Ji Muhan first. As for these words, Shen Shaolin probably wouldn't hear them...
With someone as outstanding as you as a benchmark, how could I possibly be interested in someone like Shen Shaolin?
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