Mo Qing smiled and deliberately leaned close to his ear, gently blowing on it, saying ambiguously, "Hanhan, what should I do? I think I want to kiss you again."
Ji Muhan was stunned, staring blankly at her with her eyes steaming with heat, as if shocked by her shamelessness. Such a vivid expression suddenly appeared on her usually expressionless face.
He grabbed the female hooligan's hand, which was still trying to take advantage of her, stared at her fair and pretty face, pursed his lips, and shook her off expressionlessly.
Mo Qing laughed and grabbed his hand.
Sitting on the ground, Mo Qing struggled to hug Ji Muhan, who was about to get up and leave. Ji Muhan just squatted there, letting her hold his neck tightly, and Mo Qing rested her face on his shoulder.
In such a bizarre setting, with a large snake lying beside you, it's hard to feel any warmth or comfort.
When Ji Muhan heard her laughter, his expression was inquisitive; he probably couldn't understand her current feelings.
Mo Qing laughed heartily, seemingly in a very good mood, even the dimples at the corners of her mouth appeared and disappeared intermittently, "You...you're not interested in minors, but what was with your nervousness just now? You wouldn't happen to have fallen for me, would you?"
"..." That was a chain reaction caused by the vulgar words she uttered.
Her questions went straight to the point, blunt and sharp, leaving him no room to avoid them. Mo Qing was determined to pressure him; she was waiting for his answer.
Ji Muhan just let her hold him, without moving or saying a word. Mo Qing's heart was beating faster and faster. She thought that he must have felt it, because their hearts were connected at this moment.
"Ji Muhan, we've kissed, touched, and even slept together yesterday..." Mo Qing teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Shouldn't we settle down and define our relationship?"
"..." Ji Muhan ignored it.
"If you think that's not enough, how about we try it for real?" Mo Qing continued to tease him.
Upon hearing this, Ji Muhan's gaze turned cold. Without any hesitation, he pushed her away, his expression unchanged. He blinked indifferently and walked away without looking back.
Mo Qing sighed helplessly.
Well, I've gotten annoyed again.
Thinking about it, I chuckled softly.
This time, she wasn't in a hurry to appease him, because she knew that in a day or two, once they left the forest, the two of them would have to separate.
She didn't know when they would meet again. Even if he didn't want to accept her feelings, she wanted him to remember her, at least to remember that there was someone named Mo Qing, instead of turning around and forgetting her, becoming someone she didn't recognize.
As the afternoon drew to a close and evening approached, Ji Muhan finally looked at her properly. His eyes were dark, flickering with light, like a bottomless, icy pool. His lips moved, and his tone was cold.
What do you like about me? Or is there anything about me that you like?
He genuinely couldn't figure out what he had that made her feel this way. It seemed like she had been like this ever since the first time she saw him—was it love at first sight?
Ha, he doesn't believe it!
Love at first sight is the least reliable thing. What's the point of liking someone when you don't know them at all? Is it just about looks...?
If it were a normal person confessing their feelings, they would probably look at the other person with deep affection and say, "I love everything about you."
But Mo Qing didn't follow the usual path; she laughed unconventionally, teasing him in a lighthearted way—
"I like that you're good-looking!"
"..." Ji Muhan choked.
"So, you don't need to worry about me. Who knows, if I find someone prettier than you someday, I won't bother you anymore." Mo Qing winked at him mischievously, tilting her head and finishing in a serious tone.
This reason left him completely at a loss for how to proceed.
She turned her head; Ji Muhan's expression remained unchanged, except—
Between his fair, well-defined fingers, and the faint blue veins visible on the back of his hand, one could tell that he was suppressing his emotions…
Mo Qing smiled secretly, and as she followed behind him, her steps became lighter.
That's so much fun.
She knew that if she had given any other reason, Ji Muhan would have shut her down with words. Since she was going to be shut down anyway, she might as well strike first.
Ji Muhan leaned against a large tree.
Mo Qing sat down beside him.
The afterglow of the setting sun shone on the earth, casting streaks of orange light and shadow.
Ji Muhan sat in this patch of light and shadow.
His expression was aloof, his eyebrows and eyes were neat and beautiful, and his face was exquisitely perfect.
A warm orange glow was cast upon his fair face, and amidst the flickering light, the coolness between his brows remained lingering.
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