Ji Muhan softened a little. He didn't mean to be stern, but was just angry that she didn't know how to cherish her body.

He knew what she was thinking, and he could say that he knew the little girl in her heart. He didn't expose her, but just was too lazy to say it.

But if he was betting with her own body, he would never be spoiled.

Mo Xiaoqing covered her stomach and watched TV very tightly.

I obviously wanted to laugh, but my stomach hurts more and more.

So I stopped watching TV and took out my cell phone.

The little girl was lying on the sofa in a bad mood, browsing her Weibo, her phone kept ringing.

The above is the chat history between her and Li Qian and the others before, as well as the WeChat message of condolences sent by Li Qian and the others when she was playing cards.

The three people in the dormitory built a WeChat group and sent messages in the group from time to time to chat.

During this period, Mo Xiaoqing kept poking them from time to time.

I have copied almost 10,000 words of manuscripts in the past two days at home, so I don’t need to write them for the time being, and then I keep wandering around.

He even knew which relatives came to your in-laws yesterday and what dishes they ate.

What Li Qian is most annoying about is the relatives of her family, so from time to time you can hear her in the group talking about the weird things about her family's best relatives.

: Xiao Si must remember that men are visual animals!

:If someone sees me wearing his shirt and not wearing pants under him, he hasn't reacted at all. It means he is really not interested in me?

:Is it vacuum?

Damn it.

Mo Xiaoqing suddenly thought of the scene in her mind, and felt a sudden surge in her nose as if it was about to flow out.

This is not possible for the time being. I just thought of that picture, and it’s already like this. If I really practice it, I wouldn’t have to give myself a bloody nose?

Well, in a sense, Mo Xiaoqing is quite confident about her figure.

: That's the best. Your man is really Liu Xiahui, and he will not be confused when he is in a bad mood.

Liu Xiahui is not exactly right. If he really did, that wouldn't happen that day...

But it would be a pity to think about it now. If I really continued that day, I might have cooked the rice and cooked it now.

:Speak human words.

: Generally speaking, a man cannot feel anything when he sees his beloved woman wearing his own shirt.

:So what do you want to express?

:It means that the one you are a very upright person, or it is not interesting to you.

When Mo Xiaoqing saw this sentence, she immediately became suspicious.

How could it be if you don't like her?

Her Hanhan is not the kind, she will let herself go and be nice to a girl. If he really doesn't like it, he will not indulge himself like this.

Then, his fingers quickly jumped on the screen, and in less than a minute, he edited a sentence.

The expression on his face is even more special and honorable.

: Is there any need to say? My family is still very sure, there is a possibility in the first place.

:How did you know that he is not the one behind? I just said that when I saw you, I came out in his shirt, and I still haven’t worn pants yet. [The expression of fear] He hasn’t responded yet?

He poked Mo Xiaoqing's wound again.

Mo Xiaoqing touched her chest and felt a critical hit of 10,000 points.

:I doubt that your sex life will be happy in the future?

:Xixi, don’t lead Xiao Si.

When Mo Xiaoqing saw the three words Li Qian, she couldn't help but feel a sensation in her heart.

:I really want to drag him to the bed now and do all kinds of positions.

: Look, it’s not that I want to lead him to bad, but that he is originally bad. [Innocent expression]

: How long have you known each other? You just like that? Don’t you think it’s too hasty?

:What do you know? I just fell in love with you at first sight. These few months have been enough to make people identify him for the rest of his life.

:I really don’t understand! I fell in love with each other at first sight, and then I decided to be alone.

:Believe me, your one is either not good enough or planning to boil the frog in warm water.

When Mo Xiaoqing saw this sentence, she held her chin and thought deeply.

:What if he wants to boil the frog in warm water?

: No, if it were me, I wouldn't be able to deal with you, and I'm going to do it for the minors.

:Get out.

In the group, wandering around, after a few minutes, dreaming.

Mo Xiaoqing did not see any substantial or constructive proposals.

:When are you planning to go back to school?

: It's still early, and Hanhan doesn't know when to leave? I want to wait until he leaves, so it's very likely that he will go back to school a little later.

:Where is Yaoyao.

:Haven't she very busy recently? Well? @Ji Yao

:I will teach you to wear clothes that can show your perfect figure next time.

:For example, which one?

: Haven't you heard of the golden ratio?

:I always think I am the golden ratio.

Mo Xiaoqing raised her chin proudly. During the chat, she was already lying on the sofa, with her feet behind her, constantly shaking up and down.

:Thank you, no need for it for the time being.

...

Hanhan said just now that she is not allowed to wear that kind of clothes. So it won’t be like that for the time being. The main reason is that she is more afraid of the cold.

After 20 minutes, Ji Muhan returned to the hall.

The little girl was lying on the sofa with her back on her back, not knowing who she was chatting with, and kept typing on her mobile phone.

When Mo Xiaoqing realized it, a shadow suddenly came, blocking her light.

Mo Xiaoqing turned around and saw a particularly beautiful and familiar outline.

She was so scared that she turned off her phone immediately and sat behind her.

Ji Muhan didn't say anything, but just pointed to the big bowl on the coffee table with a calm expression and said to her, "Drink ginger and brown sugar water first."

Mo Xiaoqing was particularly obedient and held up the big bowl he placed on the coffee table with both hands, and couldn't help but take a breath in her heart.

What did he treat her as?

How could she finish cooking such a big bowl?

She glanced at Ji Muhan secretly and found that he was still so calm and could not see any joy or anger for a while, so she didn't dare to be too presumptuous, so she had to drink in small sips.

Take a sip, look at Ji Muhan, take a few sips, and look at Ji Muhan again.

Ji Muhan sat next to her without moving, with no expression, watching TV calmly.

Her heart, which was originally in her throat, gradually fell down, and kept comforting herself that she should not see any information.

Besides, she didn't seem to talk about any taboo topics later.

Even if you see it...it probably doesn't matter, right?

Just when she finally breathed a sigh of relief, she heard Ji Muhan suddenly speak.

“Do you often tell friends about our affairs?”

Mo Xiaoqing sat down and immediately raised her best smile, and said with a little guilty conscience, "A little bit."

Ji Muhan looked at her with a faint expression, his eyes gradually cooled down.

She sat down slowly.

I kept taking deep breaths in my heart. Are you angry?

She thought about the words and said slowly, "Just talk to them occasionally, nothing else."

Ji Muhan looked at Mo Xiaoqing with a calm look in his eyes. He couldn't help but reflect on whether he was too strict, which scared the little girl to a pale face.

(In fact, it's not his fault. Her face was not scared.)

It's really not a good thing to be angry.
To be continued...