Mo Xiaoqing blinked, as if thinking about his words.

"Why don't you believe me?" Ji Muhan's smile had a deep meaning.

She shook her head, "I believe."

"who?"

"Ji Yao, I'm a good friend who came out with me. Will she still be in the hotel? By the way, will something happen to her? No, I'm going to find her." Mo Xiaoqing's eyes were panicked and she struggled to go out.

"Ji Yao?"

When Ji Muhan heard this name, he frowned in confusion. He always felt that he had heard of this name, but he didn't have much impression of it.

"Yes, she came out with me. I'm not relieved, her phone can't be reached."

Ji Muhan glanced at her indifferently, "You are like a headless fly like this. Do you know where to look for it?"

"I want to go back and take a look." Mo Xiaoqing pushed him away, walked towards the door with a anxious expression.

Even if she is not damaged, she must confirm it before she can feel at ease.

Ji Muhan chased after her in two steps, grabbed her arm, and calmly analyzed, "If you want to go to the hotel, you can't get in now, and the place has been left to the police to control."

The hotel she stayed in during the day has been temporarily blocked, especially a murder case, which has been fully monitored by the police.

If she rushed over rashly at this time, the police would definitely be mistaken for being an accomplice of the group of people during the day.

Mo Xiaoqing was stunned, "What should I do?"

Ji Muhan sighed helplessly. He could not watch her rush back to the hotel recklessly, hold her slender arm, turn her body around, hold her restless body, look at her eyes steadily, comforting,

"I'll call now to ask."

After Ji Muhan said this, he immediately took out his cell phone and called him to ask. Although he did not deal with the police, Shen Shaolin had one. He had a friend who happened to be the deputy captain of the Beijing Special Police Force. It was easy to want the list of victims today.

So about three minutes later, Shen Shaolin called Ji Muhan back.

After Ji Muhan hung up the phone, he looked at her indifferently and said,

"The people over there called and said that there was no name on the list of injured people in the hotel."

Mo Xiaoqing immediately took a reassurance pill, blinked her eyes, suppressed her worries and finally said calmly, "Oh, then I'll call her to ask about her situation."

Mo Xiaoqing called Yaoyao again. After a while, she answered. She asked Ji Yao about the situation and confirmed that nothing was wrong. She told her to go back to her grandmother's house and not go back to sleep tonight, so that she didn't need to worry.

"You are very easy to lie." Ji Muhan teased her with a funny look.

Even he was about to believe the little girl's serious tone, let alone the person on the other side of the phone. If she didn't see her expression change, she would be fooled by her.

"Don't you also want me to sprinkle it? So this is called "those who are close to the red and those who are close to the ink are black!"

"..." So, is this to harm him?

It's late,

Mo Xiaoqing sat in the room and placed it on the sofa by the window.

Since Ji Muhan answered a call in the afternoon, he has gone out and did not say where to go. He just said that he had something to deal with and would come back later.

Mo Xiaoqing didn't mind much. She knew that special forces like them would definitely have to perform missions when they came out, and it was impossible for them to guard her for the rest of their lives.

So I'm alone in his house and reading novels.

The breeze blows, lifting up the silk hair and floating, and this corner of warm breath lingers.

Mo Xiaoqing tilted her head in a narrow voice and asked calmly, "Hanhan, can you send me your photo before you leave next time?"

Under Ji Muhan's cold and naive gaze, Mo Xiaoqing blinked innocently and lying casually, "I can't see you, I want to see your photos to comfort me, soothe my empty and lonely heart~"

Ji Muhan coughed twice, and the little girl spoke without restraint. Everything she said seemed to have changed.

"I don't have photos." He replied without hesitation.

"You lied to me." Mo Xiaoqing leaned close to his cheek without much belief, staring at him for a moment, as if she wanted to see a trace of evidence of his lying in his eyes.

Ji Muhan answered indifferently, "Really."

He didn't like taking photos at first, and for a lot of subjects that special forces like them need to train every day, how could he have time to waste such meaningless things?

Mo Xiaoqing stared at him stubbornly and asked relentlessly, "Didn't you lie to me?"

Ji Muhan glanced at her helplessly, "No."

There is nothing to cheat on this.

"Don't believe it." Mo Xiaoqing shook her head.

"... Then how do you believe it?" Ji Muhan originally wanted to say that he believed it or not, but when he thought of the little petite personality, if he said so, he might say that he was harsh on her and had a bad attitude...

Mo Xiaoqing looked innocent and innocent, and said confidently, "You said you don't have photos, so okay, show me your phone."

Ji Muhan, “…”

After all, I still want him to take out his cell phone...

"What? Isn't it possible?" Mo Xiaoqing's clear eyes rolled around, looking at him innocently, "Are you afraid that I will see the secret in your phone?"

After all, she didn't know whether he had saved his number?

Mo Xiaoqing patted his chest without waiting for him to speak and promised righteously, "Don't worry, I'm not such a trustless person. I said I only looked at photos, and I only looked at photos. I didn't look at anything except photos."

Ji Muhan sighed, looked at her helplessly and said, "I have no secrets inside."

Apart from making occasional calls and... reading her information, his cell phone was almost hanging there and not very much used. Naturally, there was no secret that could not be read.

The little girl insisted on his cell phone unyieldingly, but Ji Muhan had no choice but to take out his cell phone and give it to her.

Mo Xiaoqing opened his phone and found that he was really clean, with almost no other software, no one watching TV, no software to listen to music. Apart from the phone call and the original software that left the factory, it was a... a small game that was watched continuously.

His album is so clean that it can't be cleaner. Without a single photo, no one will be like him and there is no single photo.

Just like he is so clean that he can't be cleaner, his eyes are always so cold, and there seems to be Arctic ice and snow hidden between his eyebrows and eyes.

There should never be anyone who watches him like this again and it makes people feel moved...

"Ah, Hanhan," Mo Xiaoqing pointed in curiously and looked at him with a look of surprise, her eyes filled with joy, "You actually read all the messages I sent you?"

She thought he might never see it in his life...

"When I'm bored, I flipped over it." Ji Muhan swept it over easily.

"Hanhan, you have mine in your heart, right?" Mo Xiaoqing poked his waist with a harsh heart. Since she learned that he was tickling, she would poke it from time to time.

"...You should have finished reading? Are you sure?" Ji Muhan asked without opening his eyes and avoiding the important questions.

"I'm sure, you really don't have any photos." Mo Xiaoqing poked his waist again in a narrow way.

"Can you give it back to me?"

"No," Mo Xiaoqing refused without thinking.

Ji Muhan looked at her calmly with his eyes, his expression was cold.

"I want to change your desktop photo, can you?" Mo Xiaoqing's eyes were rolling around with a clear black and white eyeballs, and she looked bad.

Ji Muhan, “…”

Can he say no?

He knew that with the little girl's temperament, she would never give up easily without achieving her goal.

Mo Xiaoqing smiled brightly and said, "You only have two choices, one, one, two, very ok."

"..." Is there any difference between the former and the latter?

Ji Muhan looked at her arrogant and unreasonable little look and felt funny. She smiled slightly. The little girl always seemed so beautiful, and her expression was so painful no matter when.

"Hanhan..." Mo Xiaoqing stretched out her finger and tried to poke the posture around her waist again.

Ji Muhan compromised helplessly, "…yes."

Can he still disagree? If the little girl had done things like the last time, it would be really a headache!

Mo Xiaoqing immediately smiled like a flower and kissed his cheek. She was very rude and even took a snap before she could react.

“…”

Ji Muhan glanced at the photos she took in calm eyes, "Do you think you can still set it as a desktop photo like this?"

"Why can't it be?" Mo Xiaoqing immediately pulled down her face, "Or do you think I'm so ugly?"

Ji Muhan, “…” nonsense!

"Since it's not, why not?" Mo Xiaoqing glared at him unhappily, as if she would pounce on him and bite him at any time.

"No, no, no, no reason." Ji Muhan's expression was a bit unnatural, and he coughed lightly.

"Hanhan, aren't you shy yet?"

Ji Muhan coughed unnaturally, "...No."

"I understand, you must be shy. This way, you won't set it as a desktop photo. Set this photo as a background photo for WeChat chat." Mo Xiaoqing is so smart, she naturally saw Ji Muhan's abnormality.

Ji Muhan, “…”

"This should be OK, right? Does anyone dare to use your phone to see it?"

The little girl seemed to cry for him if you said no, and she really made people feel... a headache after watching.

Ji Muhan compromised helplessly, "…yes."

Do he dare to say no?

Even if I dared it before, it is really... the little girl's bright eyes stared at him for a moment.

I really can't bear to bear it!

Seeing that he gave in, Mo Xiaoqing kissed him hard without hesitation as a reward.

Ji Muhan over there was angered by her, but the little fairy immediately pushed him away and went to study it alone, with a very heartless expression.

“…”
Chapter completed!