Qi Benyu was caught off guard by Mo Xiaoqing's glare and was momentarily stunned. After a while, he came to his senses and said with a mix of amusement and exasperation, "Hey little girl, it was Mu Han who said she was going to give you to me, why are you glaring at me?"
"It's none of your business!" Mo Xiaoqing glared at him again, somewhat annoyed.
If he hadn't been joking, would Ji Muhan have said something like that?
"Such a childish temper." Qi Benyu suddenly laughed, then couldn't help teasing him, "Little darling, are you over 18 yet?"
"It's full." Mo Xiaoqing puffed out her cheeks and glared at him irritably.
Does she look very young?
The "minor" label was still on her forehead, and the thought of Hanhan using that reason when she first rejected her was still fresh in everyone's mind.
I couldn't help but feel a little wronged.
"Is she over 18?" Qi Benyu exchanged a questioning glance with Shen Shaolin, who shrugged as if he didn't know either. Qi Benyu then looked away and scrutinized Mo Xiaoqing with disbelief.
"You don't believe me? Do you want me to go back and get my ID card to show you?" Mo Xiaoqing pouted impatiently, her beautiful eyes darting around.
“No need for that.” Qi Benyu was taken aback for a moment, then resumed his nonchalant smile and said, “It’s just that the little one doesn’t look like it, so I asked.”
How could I possibly ask her to go back and get her ID card for such a trivial matter?
Mo Xiaoqing snorted and turned her head to the side, looking like she was refusing to talk to her, which was quite adorable.
"No way? Is she angry now?" Qi Benyu found it amusing. Mo Xiaoqing, who was almost a head shorter than him, looked like a kitten with its claws outstretched. He had no idea that she looked even cuter now.
A sudden itch stirred within me.
Without realizing it, he took a step forward and reached out as if to pat her head.
Mo Xiaoqing was stunned for a moment, and only realized his intention when his claws had already landed on her head.
Without hesitation, she reached out and swatted away the claws that were wreaking havoc above her head.
"Don't touch me." Mo Xiaoqing said, feigning a fierce glare at him, like a hedgehog with its quills standing on end.
Little did they know that they looked even better and prettier in this way, lively, cute and adorable.
"..." Qi Benyu choked.
He's not a virus, why is he so annoying?
“I hate it when people touch me,” Mo Xiaoqing added, stabbing him in the heart once again.
"What if Mu Han touches you? Would you push his hand away like that?" Qi Benyu asked again, unable to contain his frustration.
"Of course it's different! I like it when Hanhan touches me." Mo Xiaoqing's eyes lit up instantly, and she looked as if she were bathed in sunlight, her fur was being stroked, soft and beautiful.
But Ji Muhan would never want to touch her.
"..." Qi Benyu was speechless again.
A barely perceptible smile flashed in Ji Muhan's eyes.
He always seemed indifferent, even when he occasionally curved his lips, there was no warmth in the curve, and even his tone was slow and deliberate, without a trace of anger.
Moreover, it always happens in an instant, like a fleeting moment, disappearing completely in the next second, as if that cold, emotionless arc is just an illusion.
Of course, this scene was so fast that it was gone in a flash. Apart from Shen Shaolin noticing it, the other two people didn't feel anything and naturally didn't know what they had missed.
Shen Shaolin wasn't sure either. He was puzzled, but he couldn't help but laugh out loud. "Mo Mo, you're so cute."
She was able to repeatedly leave Qi Benyu speechless, and she was still quite endearing to people.
Only Mo Xiaoqing could do that.
"Thank you, I already knew that." Mo Xiaoqing accepted the compliment without the slightest embarrassment or modesty.
Yao Yao, Li Qian, and the other two would whisper in her ear every day, and she was already used to it!
"Mu Han, this girl is so interesting, she's a real gem." Qi Benyu seemed to have completely forgotten about being choked up earlier, and teased again, "Little darling, why don't you stop chasing Mu Han and chase me instead? I promise I'm not as hard to chase as Mu Han."
"I only like Hanhan," Mo Xiaoqing replied innocently.
“I’m not bad either!” Qi Benyu was deliberately trying to pick a fight with Mo Xiaoqing and continued to tease her. “Look, Mu Han is good-looking, and I’m not bad-looking either. Most importantly, Mu Han is cold and aloof, but I’m different. I’m gentle and considerate, which is something Mu Han can never achieve in her entire life.”
"But I don't like central air conditioning." Mo Xiaoqing blinked innocently, but rolled her eyes inwardly.
I've seen narcissists before, but I've never seen anyone this narcissistic.
Gentle and considerate? Isn't that just a euphemism for a central air conditioning system?
She just likes Ji Muhan, no matter what kind of Ji Muhan she is.
"..." Central air conditioning.
Seeing Qi Benyu speechless again, Shen Shaolin was so frustrated with his laughter that he almost suffered internal injuries.
He gambled with a month's salary; Mo Xiaoqing definitely did it on purpose!
Qi Benyu felt like he was about to suffer internal injuries from holding it in.
He was finally defeated by Mo Xiaoqing, and he finally saw through this seemingly soft-voiced and cute girl, whose innocent face belied a cunning heart just like Ji Muhan's.
The difference is that Mo Xiaoqing is better at disguising herself. In comparison, she is like a wolf in sheep's clothing, a man-eating flower that looks beautiful and harmless.
When you lower your guard and approach her without any resistance, she will swallow you whole...
"Enough talk, let's play ball." Qi Benyu hadn't gained the upper hand in several matches against Mo Xiaoqing, and he was feeling frustrated.
—The dividing line of Ji Muhan's one-sided crushing victory—
However, after playing for only ten minutes, Qi Benyu began to regret his decision!
He clearly sensed that Ji Muhan was particularly... brutal after stepping onto the court today.
Yes, it's brutal.
When Ji Muhan usually returns from vacation, he is always indifferent and uninterested in anything. Even when asked to play ball, he is always nonchalant.
He didn't care about blocking or shooting at all; it was all just going through the motions. Sometimes, he wouldn't even bother with the formalities and would just find a place to sleep, as if he hadn't slept in centuries...
But now—
After a half-spin, Ji Muhan magically snatched the basketball from Qi Benyu's hands, then lowered her hands, holding the ball at her waist. Next, she swung the basketball with her right hand, drawing a beautiful half-circle, and slammed the basketball into the basket while turning sideways.
Mo Xiaoqing clutched her clothes as if she were suffocating, trying to stop her wildly beating heart. She was stunned by Ji Muhan's clean and beautiful shooting motion, and even her scream was stuck in her throat. She could only stare at the tall figure on the court.
A feeling of pride welled up inside me.
Ahhhhh,
That's the person she likes!
How could she not like someone so dazzling and outstanding...
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