She covered her head completely with the blanket again, resigned to her fate, and let out a deep sigh.
She kicked her blankets so badly they were practically falling apart. She groggily got out of bed, then groggily went to the bathroom, turned on the tap, scooped up a basin of water, splashed it on her face, and instantly felt much better.
The drowsiness that had been lingering in her mind was quickly dispelled, and her mind became much clearer.
She casually tied her hair into a ponytail and started washing up.
She doesn't have the habit of using facial cleanser or anything like that in the morning. She's still young, only 18 years old, and she doesn't think using those skincare products would make her skin any better.
After all, her skin, as delicate as water, has always been the envy of many!
So she washes up very quickly, just brushing her teeth and washing her face, and then goes into the closet in her room. Her closet is almost 30 square meters and contains all kinds of clothes.
There are special evening gowns for attending parties, as well as more fashionable and simple dresses and skirts, and nightgowns specifically for sleeping at night.
In short, she had so many clothes that they couldn't all be stored, and she also had nearly 20 pairs of shoes, all of which were the best she had ever bought.
That's because she's too picky about clothes, so every time her third brother comes over and opens her wardrobe, he laughs at her.
But Mo Xiaoqing never took it seriously, and even took pride in it. You know, she didn't need skincare products or makeup. Her skin was already bad enough, so she didn't need to take care of it.
But when it comes to clothes, they must be picky and exquisite.
After all, women dress up for those who appreciate them, and everyone has a love of beauty; it's just human nature.
If a girl can't even dress herself up properly, who else can she expect to dress her up properly?
Given that there are so many people in the family today, including elders and her brother, she can't choose clothes that are as simple as usual; it's best to choose something more dignified!
But most of her clothes are sweet and girly, and even her sexy ones are just a little bit sexy, not too over the top.
What's more, she has so many clothes that it would be a real headache to choose from them.
A 30-square-meter wardrobe isn't big for a family like theirs or for their children, but compared to girls from ordinary families, they are indeed living a rather luxurious life…
Fortunately, she didn't have any other hobbies and wasn't very particular about money. Apart from occasionally buying a new outfit each month, she didn't have many other expenses. Besides, everyone in her family knew that she was writing.
Moreover, their income is already several times that of the average person.
After repeatedly picking out several outfits and struggling with the decision, Mo Xiaoqing finally chose a long white dress with a specially designed bell anklet.
She looked quite good in them, especially the bell anklets on her feet. They jingled and could be heard from a great distance, making them very eye-catching.
After changing, she naturally picked up her phone from the bedside table and went downstairs.
However, just as she opened the door, she happened to see someone she didn't expect.
She raised an eyebrow in surprise, "Hey, Hanhan, what are you doing here?"
Ji Muhan's gaze was intense, her smile gentle. Her inherent nobility and elegance were ingrained in her very being, and she didn't need to make a conscious effort to show it.
"My maternal grandfather came to play chess with your paternal grandfather, so I just happened to come and wake you up!"
As for whether they came simply to play chess, or if they had other purposes...
He didn't want to tell the little girl in front of him so soon, feeling that the spoiled brat might not be so easily won over!
Mo Xiaoqing immediately snapped like a cat with its fur standing on end, "Who said I needed you to wake me up? I woke up on my own, didn't I?"
Ji Muhan raised an eyebrow, "Did your brother just tell me that there's a lazybones who still won't get out of bed!"
As he spoke, his handsome eyebrows and eyes were slightly raised, exuding a unique and alluring charm.
Mo Xiaoqing, "..."
Why is her brother always ruining her good image in front of Hanhan? Is this really her brother? Are you sure it's not a fake?
Seeing that she was speechless after her question, Ji Muhan found it particularly amusing.
"Actually, when my brother came to wake me, I was already... or so... awake, but I was picking out clothes and stayed up there... a little longer..."
Mo Xiaoqing was still struggling desperately, trying to salvage her already ruined image.
Ji Muhan chuckled softly. That beautiful smile, as lovely as melting snow, used to be a luxury, but Mo Xiaoqing had seen it so often lately that she had developed an immunity to it and no longer stared at it with wide eyes as before.
He strode forward to Mo Xiaoqing and gently flicked her forehead.
"Alright, do you think I don't know what kind of person you are? You don't need to say anything more!"
The implication is that you no longer need to salvage your image, which has already been cemented.
Mo Xiaoqing simply shut her mouth, looked at him with an especially cute and adorable expression, blinked, and then blinked again.
"say!"
Mo Xiaoqing raised her chin and said defiantly, "Didn't you say you wouldn't let me speak?"
Ji Muhan chuckled, "You could at least openly lie a little more."
He clearly said that she didn't need to speak at that time, not that she didn't need to speak at all.
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