Ji Muhan remained silent, her gaze fixed on Mo Xiaoqing, and asked her in a cool tone, "Don't you have any other clothes besides short skirts and shorts?"
Mo Xiaoqing looked completely innocent. "Besides short skirts and shorts, what else can I bring?"
She's used to wearing shorts and skirts, so most of what she buys are shorts and skirts. Her closet is full of them. Even if Hanhan doesn't let her bring them, she has no choice!
You can't just buy it on the spot, can you?
Ji Muhan was a little annoyed, and her words were naturally much harsher, "Anyway, you're not allowed to bring these!"
As a man himself, he knew all too well how powerful Mo Xiaoqing's attraction to men was.
Even if she didn't say anything, just standing there quietly would attract attention, and after she put on this even more eye-catching outfit, he could imagine how burning eyes those men would look at him.
Just thinking about that scene made him feel an overwhelming surge of primal energy.
He wished he could imprison Mo Xiaoqing within his sight and never let anyone else have a chance to spy on her again.
"I've never seen anyone as domineering as you," Mo Xiaoqing muttered sullenly. "This is my brother, and he's never treated me like this!"
This guy doesn't seem like her boyfriend, he's practically her dad! He's so nagging, he won't let her wear this or that, and everything has to be exactly the same here and there. He's so old-fashioned and stubborn!
Ji Muhan, “…” So, now it’s his fault?
He thought that Mo Yanyu had never tried to control her, but in the end, he couldn't, so he just went along with her and let her do whatever she wanted, cleaning up her messes behind her back.
No wonder it's worthless once you get your hands on it!
When she was pursuing him, she would listen to whatever he said and always obey him. Now she's acting like a madwoman, almost causing a major upheaval. If you don't go along with her, she throws back into her spoiled state!
(RuiRui: Such a strong aura of resentment emanates from him...)
"Don't you think you're getting more and more domineering? Hanhan, listen to me, if you continue to treat me like this, you might lose me!"
Mo Xiaoqing sighed deeply, looking like Lin Daiyu from Dream of the Red Chamber, her eyes filled with self-pity.
But paired with her baby face, she looks like a child pretending to be mature, with expressions that don't match her age, which makes her look quite interesting!
Ji Muhan was both amused and annoyed by her funny expression. She suppressed the smile on her lips and said indifferently, "Anyway, no matter what you say, I won't let you bring these clothes!"
He looked as if he wouldn't be moved by anything she said!
"Hanhan, you don't love me anymore, do you?"
"That's because I love you, that's why I didn't want you to bring these clothes!"
"..."
Look at him, so smooth-talking now, showering her with sweet talk, practically throwing money at her. If he really loves her, why doesn't he just get her to take all those clothes with her? In the end, he's just a conman…
Ji Muhan's gaze was intense. "Please, just take pity on me, okay? You're so beautiful. If someone kidnaps you, where will I find you?"
However, the spineless Mo Xiaoqing was so captivated by Ji Muhan's gaze that she surrendered without any more backbone!
"Can I just bring a short skirt and a pair of shorts?"
"..."
Mo Xiaoqing looked at him pitifully, "Just a short skirt and a pair of shorts."
Ji Muhan paused for a moment, then looked at her without saying a word.
"I'll only bring one pair of shorts."
Ji Muhan's gaze remained indifferent, still fixed on her.
"It really can't be any less!"
Mo Xiaoqing looked at him pitifully.
Ji Muhan was amused by her pitiful appearance and finally took pity on her and relented, "Okay, just one."
"I feel like I have no freedom at all since I moved here. You control everything I do. You even care if I don't blow-dry my hair or what clothes I bring. Are you going to start controlling every aspect of my life from now on?"
"Momo, you're getting smarter and smarter lately!"
She was not happy at all about Ji Muhan's praise.
She rolled her eyes in annoyance and replied listlessly with two words, "Heh, heh."
Ultimately, after Mo Xiaoqing demanded territorial concessions and reparations, he brought two pairs of trousers and two long skirts, but only one pair of shorts…
As for any other dresses, even those that could reveal a little bit of the shoulders, he wouldn't allow her to wear them!
"So you're planning to take away all my skirts and shorts and never let me wear them again?"
All the items she bought were designer brands. Although they weren't the most expensive, they were still relatively new. She would really feel bad if she just threw them away!
Ji Muhan's gaze swept indifferently over the few short skirts and shorts.
"There's no need to throw it away."
It's not broken, so why throw it away?
Hearing this, Mo Xiaoqing breathed a sigh of relief. It was good that it wasn't lost; if it had been lost, she would have been heartbroken!
Then, Ji Muhan's next sentence almost made her vomit blood—
"You can wear it for me at home from now on!"
so…
Is this a classic case of "the magistrate is allowed to set fires, but the common people are forbidden to light lamps"?
She can already vaguely see her tragic future...
...
The next day
Mo Xiaoqing was woken up by Ji Muhan again this morning.
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