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With their situation, let alone being engaged, they were fake. If they were engaged, Ji Muhan wouldn't throw him into the moat?

Chen Shaolin lowered his eyes and his voice was a little low, "She doesn't want to undergo surgery. I'm still doing her ideological work during this period. I was a little shaken yesterday. It should have been almost done if I have spent a while."

Mo Xiaoqing asked slowly while pressing her stomach, "Do you need me any help?"

Chen Shaolin raised his eyebrows, "You?"

The expression was particularly surprising and had a bit of funny characteristics.

Mo Xiaoqing grinned at him and said with confidence, "I'm just asking a symbolic question." But Aunt Li is a friend of her parents after all, she just asked politely and did not intend to take action!

The implication is that it is best not to have no.

Chen Shaolin curled his lips and turned his eyes on Mo Xiaoqing's face twice without any concealment. Suddenly, a flash of inspiration flashed, "Yes, if you have time in the past two days, accompany me back to do my mother's ideological work. I think she likes you very much. Maybe your future daughter-in-law is much more useful than me."

Mo Xiaoqing, “…”

Forget this!

The difficulty factor is too high, she can't control it...

It’s not that she is unwilling to help, but that Chen Shaolin’s mother’s enthusiasm made her feel a little uncomfortable.

When Ji Muhan came in with a bag, he had almost walked in the hall, and there were only Chen Shaolin and Mo Xiaoqing on the coffee table.

Seeing Chen Shaolin's half body leaning on the coffee table, his eyes became cold at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Before he could speak, Mo Xiaoqing had already discovered him.

"Hanhan, you are back!"

He asked quietly, "What are you two talking about?"

When Chen Shaolin heard this, he raised his eyebrows and said seriously, "It's nothing, I'll ask her if she wants to have dinner together tomorrow?"

Mo Xiaoqing blinked innocently and looked at him with a clean and innocent look on his face, looking at him with a tight mouth, neither admitting nor denying.

Ji Muhan answered for her with a faint expression, "Let's talk about it then."

He knew what Chen Shaolin meant, if...

You can consider it then!

Chen Shaolin raised his eyebrows silently when Ji Muhan spoke on behalf of Mo Xiaoqing, with unconcealed teasing in his eyes, and looked at Mo Xiaoqing meaningfully.

He was as wise as ever, "Then I'll leave first."

Mengzi and the others were still waiting for him outside.

What a shrewd little fox, can you not see Ji Muhan’s abnormality?

But now it is not a good time to flirt with him.

So he took the bag from his hand and quickly entered the bathroom.

As soon as Mo Xiaoqing left, he naturally saw the extremely conspicuous red liquid on the mat...

Before Ji Muhan could react, he heard the bathroom door being opened again.

A small head poked out from the crack in the door.

"Hanhan, can you find me some clothes?"

Then after saying this, the door was closed again.

His eyes flicked over the stained mat, and with his long legs he walked over the coffee table, strode towards the room.

Mo Xiaoqing in the bathroom looked at the red skirt and felt a little headache.

Especially her skirt is slightly light-colored, and you can see it as soon as you walk out, and then... you know what's going on with her...

She exhaled, took off the stained skirt and threw it aside.

In an instant, the originally white floor was stained with red...

I heard a knock on the door.

Mo Xiaoqing's body was hidden behind the door panel, with only one head exposed, and she opened her innocent big eyes and looked at him.

Then I realized that she didn't need to hide...

Because Ji Muhan faced her with his back, just holding the shirt on his hand to her with his right hand.

“Switch this one.”

The sound was as cool as ever.

She looked at the tag on the white shirt that had not been cut off yet. It was conceivable that this dress should be new and had never been worn before!

Mo Xiaoqing suddenly looked down at herself...

She was now wearing a pair of big white legs, and she looked at her sweater and inevitably got dirty.

It really needs to be replaced.

Ji Muhan saw that she hadn't taken her for a long time and didn't say anything.

I explained again, "There are no other clothes at home."

Mo Xiaoqing blinked and took the clothes from his hands without saying anything.

Close the door again.

Mo Xiaoqing looked at the transparent plastic bag placed on the bathroom table, which contained a large bag of sanitary napkins.

She took a break and found that the types were really complete.

Pads, daily use, night use, ultra-thin, extended, extended, and even comfort pants.

... Everything is available.

Mo Xiaoqing looked at the packs of sanitary napkins with complicated eyes, and the scene of him standing on the shelves full of sanitary napkins appeared in her mind.

After a few seconds, she changed her dirty clothes. She changed into a pair of comfort pants, took off her stockings, and underwear. She endured the pain and squeezed the detergent, rubbed it, and wrung it out.

He changed into his shirt again.

Ji Muhan walked back to the coffee table in the hall, and he couldn't see the mess in the room the most.

but,

At this moment, a neat and clean home became much more messy again.

He had committed a cleanliness syndrome again and he sorted out things without saying a word.

When Mo Xiaoqing changed her clothes and came out, her legs were still exposed. The tag on it had been cut, and she was wearing Ji Muhan's white shirt on her upper body.

It just arrived at the base of her thighs, and everything that should be covered was obviously covered...

However, it fell into Ji Muhan's eyes—

It's no different from not wearing it!

He pursed his lips, his face slightly dark.

Mo Xiaoqing was a little nervous for the first time. She came out barefoot and rubbed her big thumbs on her feet.

He glanced at him and found that his face became colder and colder, and he lowered his eyes quickly.

Ji Muhan stopped the movements in his hand without hesitation and stepped forward. Mo Xiaoqing here thought that this time his beauty plan had finally worked, and when she pursed her lips and smiled secretly.

The next second, reality hit her hard!

He took off his military coat and covered her without saying a word.

Mo Xiaoqing concealed, "..." What is this operation?

Could Hanhan be afraid that she will be cold?

But isn't the heating at his house turned on?

How could she be hot...

The little girl's ignorant look on her face was obviously not expected that he would do such a thing...

From his perspective, you can see the beautiful scenery in her shirt collar...

Ji Muhan's eyes became deeper and his voice was quite silly and he was indescribable, "Don't wear this in the future!"

Mo Xiaoqing whispered, "At home..."

What she wanted to say was that she wouldn't wear it like this at home, this time she was just to seduce him...

I heard his even colder voice, "Not at home!"

Mo Xiaoqing immediately shut up, "..."

Could she understand that this is his possessiveness?

She was silent for a moment, but still couldn't help but ask again, "What about in front of you?"

“…”
To be continued...