He roughly understood what the girl was up to now...
“It’s unlikely. They’re downstairs. Three minutes is enough for me to go down, but not for you.” After calmly analyzing the situation, she added unhurriedly, “Besides, I won’t go down with you.”
Mo Qing glared at him angrily, but seeing his calm and unaffected handsome face, her anger immediately dissipated. She looked at him with a pitiful expression and said in a muffled voice, "Ji Muhan, my brother is going to take me back and confine me. Are you really not going to take me back to the army with you? That way we might not see each other for a long time."
She really didn't want to part with him...
"Oh, that's good."
Although Ji Muhan showed no expression, she still answered her.
"Why?" Mo Qing asked anxiously.
Then, without waiting for Ji Muhan to speak—
"Do you also find me annoying, like your brother?" Mo Qing lowered her eyes, her beautiful face stretching out, looking like an abandoned kitten, making people feel soft-hearted.
She knew she'd been clinging to him a lot lately, and it was understandable that he found it annoying...
"It's alright." Ji Muhan finally managed to utter the words that had been stuck in her throat for so long.
Although at first I found it very annoying, it felt like bees had suddenly flown into my ears and were always buzzing around me, which was very irritating.
But now I've gotten used to it, and it's not so bad...
"So, does that mean you like me being by your side?" Mo Qing stared straight at him, her beautiful big eyes blinking.
That expectant gaze, those long, thick eyelashes, seemed to want to blink into the depths of his heart.
Ji Muhan's eyes flickered slightly, and she pursed her lips without saying a word.
I'm used to it; even the annoyance is tolerable.
He didn't say those words aloud because he knew that if the fox heard them, it would take advantage of him even more.
Mo Qing looked around but couldn't find the rope. She knew that Ji Muhan would never take her away, so she sat down next to him listlessly, resting her chin on her hand and staring blankly. After a while, her eyes rolled and she moved her body closer to the person next to her.
She slowly reached her fingers towards his long and beautiful right hand, her eyes shining, so excited she was almost drooling.
She said, "Hanhan, your hands are so pretty, can I touch them?"
"..." Ji Muhan glanced at the lewd appearance of the female hooligan and her brow twitched.
He was wrong.
It's so annoying, I can't stand it.
He should have his brother take her home quickly and keep a close eye on her so she doesn't go out and act like a hooligan again...
No one answered, and the atmosphere was silent for a moment.
As time passed, her originally fair face gradually turned red.
"Knock knock knock".
There was a knock on the door.
Mo Qing dawdled for a while before finally walking to the door, opening it, and putting on a long face.
“Your brother asked me to come up here to remind you that your time is up.” Qiao Qian’an raised an eyebrow and curled his lips, but deep in his eyes was a deep and cold indifference. He said slowly and deliberately, “I even generously gave you half a minute.”
Mo Qing glared at him, annoyed. Who asked him to deliver it?
Qiao Qian'an felt a mountain of bitterness in his heart, but he didn't reveal a single trace of it.
But she knew in her heart that no matter how much she wanted to deny it, she had no choice but to accept her fate. After all, under the Crown Prince's watchful eye, she was like a grasshopper in autumn, unable to jump around. If she went too far, Mo Yanyu would punish her even more severely when she returned.
Those who understand the times are wise.
Even the fox had to assess the situation.
This time, Qiao Qian'an didn't come into the room. He leaned against the door, his hands in his pockets, revealing half of his handsome profile.
She turned her head and casually cast a glance at the handsome, aloof man in the room, who was as beautiful as a fairy.
Some things are better left unsaid.
Ji Muhan is a special forces soldier who has undergone rigorous training. She knows the meaning behind Qiao Qian'an's eyes even without looking at them.
He glanced at Mo Qing indifferently, then left the room without a word.
Mo Qing watched the person leave, pouted, and listlessly kicked the leg of the stool next to her feet.
I'm so worried.
He became a person again, and the coldness he had painstakingly dispelled might just return him to where he started.
What if we meet again after a while, and he doesn't remember me, and I have to start all over again...?
"Sigh..." Mo Qing frowned, looking unhappy, and let out a long sigh.
---Aside---
From now on, Ruirui will post three to four chapters every day, with a word count guaranteed to be over 10,000. The posting schedule will be fixed.
First update: 10:30
Second update: 14:30
Midnight: 18:30
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