Chen Shaolin felt very distressed as if he was put in a freezer in a freezer.

However, the person on the other end of the phone did not notice the abnormality here at all, and raised his voice happily and said, "Really?"

"Haha, tell him yourself." Chen Shaolin swallowed, suppressed the fear in his heart, and replied.

"Ji Muhan, are you here or not?"

"Not here." Ji Muhan said two words coldly.

Mo Xiaoqing on the other end of the phone couldn't help laughing when she heard him.

"Ji Muhan, my phone seemed to have fallen on my seat" accidentally." Mo Xiaoqing said with some guilt.

It's strange that she could not change her face even if she lie in front of him before.

Now, I suddenly blushed through the phone.

It's really strange...

"Yes." Ji Muhan lowered his eyes and responded in an unknown mood.

Not only did I see it, I also answered her phone call by chance.

"Ji Muhan, can you help me deliver my phone to the school gate tomorrow?"

The soft voice sounds more like acting cute.

"No." Ji Muhan refused without hesitation.

"Why?" Mo Xiaoqing's voice sounded a little aggrieved.

"In no mood."

Because it has nothing to do with him.

He now doubted whether she had deliberately left her phone on the car.

"Why don't you want to?" Mo Xiaoqing was not discouraged and continued to ask.

"..." Ji Muhan listened coldly to the voice of Mo Xiaoqing on the other end.

There is no reason, he just doesn't want to.

"Then I'll go find you, you don't need to come, okay?" Mo Xiaoqing seemed to be calling in the dormitory, deliberately lowering her voice, which was glutinous and sounded very nice.

"No."

The discomfort that Ji Muhan had just talked with Qiao Qian'an gradually disappeared.

I have to say that her voice is really nice, and her unique voice can be recognized even if you close your eyes. It seems that from the time they met again in the bar, the one she said the most was her name.

"Ji Muhan, your name sounds so nice. I will call you Hanhan from now on. Is it good to make us more intimate?"

Mo Xiaoqing's drama drama model is online again.

"Not good." Ji Muhan refused coldly.

"Hanhan, we will have no classes tomorrow morning."

What does "..." have to do with him?

The topic has changed back.

Ji Muhan didn't know why he had to discuss such meaningless things with her for so long.

"Hang." Ji Muhan's eyes sank.

He suspected that his mind had been in trouble, so he talked to her for so long.

"Hanhan, have you forgotten who I am again?"

Ji Muhan's eyes shrank uncontrollably and moved his mouth. After thinking about it, he still couldn't say it.

Forget it, even if he said it, she wouldn't listen to him.

"..." Ji Muhan said coldly without saying a word.

"Did I guess right?" Mo Xiaoqing's voice sounded a little disappointed.

“…”

"Ah, Hanhan has just disappeared for a while and you forgot me again?" Mo Xiaoqing obviously regarded his silence as a default and accused him of some grievance.

"Hanhan, I've been separated from you for a while, and you can't remember my name anymore. Then... will you not recognize me again if I stand in front of you tomorrow?"

"..." Ji Muhan was speechless.

I have to say that she guessed it right, he really couldn't remember her face, and if she stood in front of him, he really couldn't recognize her.

But listening to her aggrieved voice, Ji Muhan almost unconsciously made up for her tears.

Therefore, even though she knew that she was acting more, she still made a slap in one part of her heart and unconsciously collapsed a small piece.

"I remember." Her name.

Ji Muhan's indifferent voice contained a hint of undetectable compromise.

"Ah, Hanhan, have you remembered me?" The other end of the phone scanned the previous disappointment, and was so surprised that even the voice increased a lot.

"..." Chen Shaolin listened to the unconcealed excitement of the little girl, and couldn't help but sigh:

Miss, you are really promising and have great ambitions!

Just Mu Han is so happy to remember a name...

The small arc that Ji Muhan is difficult to detect.

He just wants to not remember it, it may be difficult. He is just face-blind, but he chatters about her when she meets her...

I wonder what who said to the little girl on that end?

The little girl seemed to have covered the microphone, and could only vaguely hear her reply in a vague way, "I'll go to bed later."

"Hang." Ji Muhan looked at the time and said lightly.

It's almost twelve o'clock.

It's really late.

"No, Hanhan, do you know that in the West, if someone says good night to another person, it means that this person likes that person." Mo Xiaoqing said slowly word by word.

Ji Muhan, “…”

Oh, he doesn't know, nor does he want to know.

Mo Xiaoqing said, "Good night."

So, I like you.

Ji Muhan, “…”

"Hanhan, I'll wait for you tomorrow morning, okay?" Mo Xiaoqing asked happily.

He knew clearly that he knew that no matter how many excuses she made now, she was just because she wanted to see him.

But she never concealed her intent towards him from the beginning, nor did she want to conceal her.

Ji Muhan paused when he hung up the phone, but it only took two or three seconds. He hung up the phone without saying a word, without saying good or bad.

After looking at the phone for five seconds, just when Shen Shaolin thought he would not speak again, Ji Muhan's voice suddenly rang in the car.

"Give her the phone back."

Although Ji Muhan did not name him, Chen Shaolin knew clearly who he was referring to?

Chen Shaolin wanted to ask him if he would go, but then he thought that if he wanted to go, he would probably not throw his phone to him.

Then he nodded and was about to reach out and put away his phone, "Oh."

But a beautiful and slender hand took the lead.

Chen Shaolin was a little confused for a moment, and watched Ji Muhan move quickly put his phone in his pocket.

What's the situation?

Does his actions mean that he wants to go over and pay it back?

He wanted to confirm it, but looking back at Ji Muhan, who looked at the back seat, closed his eyes and rested, and looked like he didn't want to speak, so he closed his mouth again with tactfulness.

Until the gate of the Ji family, Chen Shaolin had no chance to ask for any doubts.

because--

He always thought that Ji Muhan, who was sleeping, quickly opened the door and left without looking back when he had just parked the car. He was so quick that he was stunned again...

And then... nothing more.

——I am Mo Xiaoqing’s excitement dividing line—

The next day, Ji Yao, who was dug out of the quilt by Mo Xiaoqing early in the morning, couldn't help but complain.

After finally being able to sleep in, someone pulled her up to watch the dressing show. Ji Yao was so yawning that she couldn't even open her eyes...

"Yaoyao, how about this outfit?" Mo Xiaoqing seemed to be injected with chicken blood and was very excited.

"Yes, okay." Ji Yao nodded perfunctorily.
Chapter completed!