"Go see my third brother if you need anything." Mo Xiaoqing blinked.
"Your third brother?"
Li Qian raised her eyebrows, her features exquisite, adding to her allure.
"cousin."
Seeing the confusion in her eyes, and knowing that her brother was indeed a bit too much, Mo Xiaoqing immediately added.
Because she had too many brothers, Mo Xiaoqing simply arranged them in order of age according to her own brothers, cousins, and several other male cousins.
"Oh, is that the guy who sings at the internet cafe?" Li Qian recognized him. The reason she remembered him was because she loved to have fun, so she had a deep impression of her cousin Mo Xiaoqing, who owned a bar, even though she had never met him.
"Um."
Actually, although the bar wasn't owned by Third Brother alone, he was the largest shareholder.
"You're really planning to wear this outfit?"
Seeing Mo Xiaoqing's outfit, he couldn't help but chuckle and teased, "Are you planning to get stopped by the security guard at the gate dressed like that?"
What's wrong with my clothes?
Mo Xiaoqing looked down in confusion at her clothes: a pink shirt paired with denim shorts, which made her fair legs appear straight and long.
Isn't this great?
Isn't this how she usually dresses?
"Nothing much, he just looks like a minor."
Li Qian crossed her arms, gave her a meaningful look, and then slowly answered.
"But I'm already 18."
Mo Xiaoqing frowned, looking very conflicted.
"It's fake, and he looks only 16 years old."
Li Qian's merciless attack.
"But she's still 18," Mo Xiaoqing continued to argue.
What, sixteen years old...
She was already 18 years old in February, okay? Even though it's only her nominal age.
"It's no use talking to me, I'm not a security guard."
Li Qian spread her hands and shrugged innocently.
Mo Xiaoqing bit her lip, suddenly at a loss, "Then what should we do?"
"There's nothing wrong with your clothes."
Li Qian rested her chin on her hand and looked him up and down.
She couldn't quite put her finger on what was strange, but whenever she saw Mo Xiaoqing's face, she felt that the whole thing was odd.
Despite her perfectly normal attire, she looked like a porcelain doll who hadn't grown up yet. Even without makeup, her delicate skin was many times better than that of people who take care of themselves every day.
Her eyes, the size of grapes, darted around from time to time, giving her a cunning and clever look. She had a fair complexion with rosy cheeks and long, glossy black hair that flowed smoothly down her back, reaching several centimeters above her waist.
Her pure and beautiful appearance makes one want to protect her, to keep her from any of the world's ills, and to preserve that beautiful feeling forever.
"ah."
She realized that the clothes weren't the main problem; the real issue was that her baby face always made her look two or three years younger than her actual age.
Mo Xiaoqing, "..."
She has a baby face, is that her fault?
"I have an idea."
Li Qian grabbed Mo Xiaoqing's wrist without giving her a chance to object and led her into the bathroom. She took a small bag out of her bag and placed it on the bathroom counter.
Mo Xiaoqing was stunned, then watched as she rummaged through the bag and pulled out all sorts of cosmetics.
He let her paint all over his face.
Li Qian stopped after a few minutes.
"Is it over?"
"Um."
"It's still not quite right, it still looks a bit strange?" Li Qian frowned and looked Mo Xiaoqing up and down carefully.
Suddenly, an idea struck him. He smiled, snapped his fingers, and said, "I've got it. Wait here for a moment."
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