"Mo Xiaoqing," Ji Muhan warned coldly, "Shut up."
"Um."
Mo Xiaoqing responded reflexively, then realized that he had just called her name, and looked at him with surprise.
"Ji Muhan, you remember me now?" Mo Xiaoqing laughed happily, so excited that she took his hand and shook it. "Right?"
"……cannot."
In fact, even now, standing right in front of him, he still couldn't recall what she looked like.
However, as a veteran singer in the traditional Chinese style music scene, he still has the ability to distinguish voices.
Especially her incessant chatter in his ear...
Ji Muhan calmly pried her hand open, successfully freeing her slightly wrinkled sleeve from her grasp.
The slightly wrinkled sleeves made him frown.
Although he hated being touched, he was no exception in front of Mo Xiaoqing.
"Don't touch me."
Why?
Mo Xiaoqing didn't care at all about his indifference towards her, and asked with a smile.
The girl's voice was soft and pleasant, like a dumpling, sweet and melodious.
"bother."
Ji Muhan answered coldly and indifferently.
"Ji Muhan, why are you always so annoying? You get annoyed no matter what I ask you. What can I do to stop you from being annoyed?"
The girl's voice continued to come from behind.
If you keep talking and be quiet, he won't be annoyed anymore.
As Ji Muhan walked toward the car where Shen Shaolin was sitting, she silently added a sentence in her mind.
"Ji Muhan, you said you saved me again, shouldn't I repay you with my body even more?"
But before Ji Muhan could speak...
"I know, I'm repaying kindness with enmity, aren't I?"
The last word she emphasized had a rising intonation, and her giggles, like the ringing of silver bells, were crisp and pleasant, reaching straight to his heart like a pebble thrown into a lake, creating ripples...
Even without turning around, Ji Muhan could imagine the person behind her with a smug, fox-like smile, and her heart pounded with annoyance.
However, due to his personality, even when he is very annoyed, he will not vent his frustrations; he can only suppress those restless and uneasy emotions.
Seeing that Ji Muhan didn't speak and that he hadn't reacted to what she had said, Mo Xiaoqing pouted and stopped talking.
If what happened before was merely a bit of a surprise, now it's truly astonishing.
It's important to know that Ji Muhan has quite a few quirks. He can't remember people, he has face blindness, and most importantly, he hates physical contact with others and has severe mysophobia.
Shen Shaolin rested his chin on his hand, looking at the two people standing not far away, his mind already conjuring up a whole story of their love-hate relationship...
"bump."
As soon as Ji Muhan sat in the back seat, Mo Xiaoqing deftly opened the other car door and quickly sat down next to him.
"..."
"..."
"What are you looking at me for? Aren't you going to drive?" Mo Xiaoqing asked innocently.
Shen Shaolin stared blankly for a moment before snapping out of his daze. Just as he was about to start the car, he saw—
Ji Muhan got out of the car without saying a word, walked around to the other side, and opened the car door.
His eyes were fixed on her coldly, and his tone was icy as ever, "Get down."
"I don't."
"Ji Muhan, are you sure you want to kick me out of the car? My feet are also uncomfortable, the skin is chafed and almost peeling off."
Mo Xiaoqing looked at him pitifully, switching into her dramatic mode again, her eyes brimming with tears.
"Sure."
"Besides, I don't know anyone here except you. Are you sure you really want to throw me out of the car?"
"It has nothing to do with me."
The implication was that it was her own business and had nothing to do with him.
Ji Muhan's cold voice remained completely flat, seemingly unmoved by her words.
"Ji Muhan, how can you be so heartless as to abandon such a lovely girl like me?"
"Um."
Ji Muhan couldn't be bothered to watch her clumsy acting; he knew without a doubt that she was just faking it...
Yeah, right!
She's so pitiful, yet she can still be so heartless.
Mo Xiaoqing, looking aggrieved, stood up from the car with her shoes in hand, deliberately turned a corner, and jumped directly onto Ji Muhan.
Ji Muhan glanced indifferently at her slightly swollen ankle and took a few steps back expressionlessly.
Damn it.
He actually dodged it...
Mo Xiaoqing puffed out her cheeks and glared at him angrily, as if her wide-eyed stare could hurt Ji Muhan.
"Mo Xiaoqing, you stop right there!" A furious roar came from the steps behind her. Mo Xiaoqing didn't even need to turn around to know who it was.
perhaps……
This is an opportunity!
"Ji Muhan, help me." Mo Xiaoqing, disregarding what Ji Muhan had said earlier, grabbed his sleeve in a panic.
"You know him?" Shen Shaolin frowned when he saw that Ji Muhan didn't speak and that the person's voice sounded unfriendly.
"Hmm," Mo Xiaoqing mumbled in response.
If they admitted it, it would be a real slap in the face...
"But if I fall into his hands, the consequences will be dire."
Although these words were meant in response to Shen Shaolin, Mo Xiaoqing's gaze remained fixed on Ji Muhan the entire time.
"Ji Muhan".
The girl's voice, when she utters her name, always carries a unique meaning.
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