"Ji Muhan, how did it feel when you touched me there just now?"
Mo Xiaoqing persisted in flirting with him.
"I don't feel anything." Ji Muhan frowned, her expression becoming even colder, and the surrounding air pressure dropped even lower, making it hard to breathe.
"No feeling? How could you not feel anything? Then let's do it again until you feel something." Mo Xiaoqing stepped forward, her lips curving into a smile as she deliberately lowered her voice, her suggestive words seemingly intended to have a double meaning.
For Mo Xiaoqing, a student majoring in ancient literature, she didn't care whether Ji Muhan's words were a double entendre or not. When she decided to pursue him, this "snow lotus of Tianshan," she already knew that he had a cold and aloof personality and wouldn't be easy to approach. If she wanted him to remember her, she had to put aside her pride. Otherwise, how could she win him over?
"Who are you?"
Ji Muhan glanced at her indifferently and gave an irrelevant answer.
Even though I have no recollection of her at all, why does she always seem so familiar?
"..." Don't you remember again?
Although it wasn't the first time he had forgotten her, Mo Xiaoqing still couldn't help but feel a little bitter.
It seems he'll never remember her.
Was it because her face was too indistinguishable? Or did he simply not want to remember her?
Seeing his earnest expression, which didn't seem fake, Mo Xiaoqing suppressed her discomfort and continued to answer with a gentle smile.
"Ji Muhan, remember my name is Mo Xiaoqing. I asked for your phone number, and I followed you during the day." I even saw the size of your penis...
Mo Xiaoqing glanced meaningfully at his crotch, paused for a moment, and continued with a smile.
"Mo Xiaoqing, whom you have touched."
Upon hearing the last sentence, Ji Muhan frowned slightly, but quickly relaxed her gaze. Her eyes swept lightly over the girl's delicate face. The girl, who was almost without makeup and only had eyeshadow on, was still impeccably beautiful. Even as she spoke enchanting words, it was impossible to feel any dislike towards her.
For the first time ever, I even had the urge to remember someone...
"I can't remember," Ji Muhan said truthfully.
He genuinely couldn't remember her face, but when she mentioned following him that morning, he vaguely recalled it!
He is face-blind, not forgetful.
"It's okay if you don't remember me, Ji Muhan. I'll just introduce myself like I did every time I see you."
Mo Xiaoqing continued to follow behind him, smiling nonchalantly.
"I can't remember either."
Ji Muhan hated these uncontrollable thoughts, suppressed these unfamiliar ideas, and uttered cold words.
Even if I remember everything that happened today, what difference would it make?
The moment he turns around, he immediately forgets her face.
In his view, all her efforts were in vain.
"It's okay. Starting tomorrow, I'll text you every few days, look for you, and hang around you. I don't believe you won't remember me!"
Mo Xiaoqing blinked, trying her best to appear innocent, but she was not discouraged by his indifference at all.
She refused to believe that he couldn't remember her after appearing so frequently.
"Ji Muhan, haven't you ever heard the saying, 'A drop of water in need is repaid with a spring of water'? You helped me today, and I will remember it for the rest of my life."
Even if he can't remember her, she believes that one day he will remember her name.
"..."
Ji Muhan glanced coldly at the persistent, clingy person behind her who had been talking incessantly from the beginning.
"You are repaying kindness with enmity."
Mo Xiaoqing was taken aback by his serious accusation before she realized that he was referring to the fact that he had helped her earlier.
In an instant, she burst out laughing. Her already delicate features became even more beautiful and radiant because of her smile.
"Okay, Ji Muhan, then I won't repay kindness with enmity, how about I repay you with my body?"
"..." Ji Muhan choked.
Fine, then you might as well repay kindness with enmity.
This is what you call shamelessness, isn't it?
"Ji Muhan, are you thinking, how could I be so shameless?"
Seeing Ji Muhan's rare moment of being speechless, Mo Xiaoqing seemed to be able to see right through him and know what he was thinking, so she continued to ask with an innocent look on her face.
Ji Muhan glanced at her indifferently, as if to say, "So you knew too."
"I'm shameless because your face is my face!"
Mo Xiaoqing winked at him and said in an exceptionally cheerful tone.
From the moment she decided to pursue him, she had no intention of caring about her reputation.
She's shameless. If she had any self-respect, he wouldn't even talk to her, let alone win her over...
Then why does she even have a face?
Ji Muhan looked away, too lazy to pay attention to her.
"Ji Muhan, Ji Muhan, do you know how cute you are right now?" Mo Xiaoqing couldn't help but laugh.
cute?
Ji Muhan sneered and answered casually, "I don't know."
"Ji Muhan, you smell so good! Did you put on perfume?"
The girl's soft, sweet voice kept ringing in his ears.
"..." Ji Muhan was annoyed by her incessant chatter and stopped walking, coldly scolding her, "Stay away from me."
After saying that, he walked away.
"Why?" Mo Xiaoqing blinked, then quickly followed after her.
"Ji Muhan, could you please not walk so fast? I can't keep up."
Mo Xiaoqing's heart was racing. She wasn't used to wearing high heels, and now she had to struggle to keep up with Ji Muhan's long legs, making her feet hurt even more.
However, whether Ji Muhan didn't hear her or was too lazy to care, she didn't stop and instead took even bigger strides.
Ji Muhan had heard her call him the first time, but he didn't intend to stop.
What does it have to do with him if he can't keep up?
“Ji Muhan, it’s okay. Even if you never remember me and never wait for me to leave, I will not give up so easily.”
Mo Xiaoqing muttered to herself, originally intending to take off the shoes and leave with them, but seeing Ji Muhan walk away without looking back, she was afraid she wouldn't be able to catch up, so she had to endure the discomfort and jog after her.
——
After Qiao Qian'an turned around, her smooth, fair arm gently swept around his neck, and she pressed her body tightly against him like a koala hanging from a tree.
A delicate fragrance wafted into their nostrils, and Qiao Qian'an's arm reacted quickly, wrapping around Mo Xiaoqing's waist.
Despite her petite stature, she can be easily embraced.
"Mo Xiaoer?"
Before Qiao Qian'an could react, he was embraced. He wanted to push away the soft body in his arms, but the next second he smelled a familiar jasmine scent. His body stiffened instantly, and he could only hold her stiffly to prevent her from falling.
However, it wasn't just Qiao Qian'an who was "unexpected." When Mo Xiaoqing heard him utter the words "Mo Xiao'er," she was completely taken aback!
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