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Chapter VIII, Real Foot is a Prodigal Son

Listening to the dialing sound on the other end of the phone, Mo Xiaoqing's heart beat like a drum. She touched her right hand on her chest and took a deep breath, as if she wanted to calm down her heart that was about to jump out.

However.

Next second—

"Hey?" The slightly familiar voice came from the other end of the phone.

Mo Xiaoqing's breathing was rapid and her heartbeat suddenly missed.

"Hello?" The cold and slightly alienated voice was completely different from the warmth he had with Xi Rufeng that day, like two people.

Mo Xiaoqing's breathing was a little rapid and she felt relieved. Before she could think too much, her fingers had already hung up the phone.

I was stunned for a moment and looked at the screen that was getting darker.

He then exhaled gently and touched his hot cheeks with his hand.

Thinking of what I did that day, I was like a "prodigal son".

The impression he left must be bad.

I really don't know what to say to him?

If anyone asked about contact information on the street, it would be difficult to have a good impression of themselves anymore, right?

What's more, she just got angry and dialed the number in a daze. At this moment, she calmed down and sweated in her back.

He closed his index fingers with his hands and gently stroked his bright red lips for a while, and looked at his phone blankly, stunned for a while.

After all, I gave up the idea of ​​continuing to call the man.

The songs in the headphones are still being played, "Diving the World" is over, and now it is "Sauvignon Blanc".

The difference is that this version of the narration belongs to Mu Han himself.

Put down her hand, hold her chin with one hand, and listen to the low and magnetic voice in her headphones. The ending sound was quite soft and made her heart ripple.

These days she was idle in the cafe, and the most she did was to listen to his songs. She wanted to write, but the clean and bright face always appeared in her mind.

The cold and alienating voice was 70% or 80% similar to Mu Han.

Somehow, listening to Mu Han's voice in the headphones, another cold and beautiful outline always pops up unconsciously in my mind without any sense of incongruity.

No, no.

This won't work.

Mo Xiaoqing shook her head hurriedly, trying to make herself more awake. As soon as her fingers were covered, she was burned by the temperature on her face, and then immediately patted her cheek.

Are you crazy?

I actually miss a strange man who has only met once...

If the crown prince knew about this, he would have to laugh at her as a fool.

But then again, as far as the things she did yesterday was concerned, she felt a bit crazy...

To be honest, there are not many handsome guys Mo Xiaoqing has seen over the years, but it is also quite a lot.

Take her current university in A University for example. As one of the top prestigious universities in the country, A University has always had more men and fewer women, and those who can count their names are already ranked 100 on the campus rankings.

What's more, there are my own brother, cousin and a few cousins. Any one of them stands out, and which one is not one in a hundred?

Why were you confused by the man who seemed gentle between your eyebrows, but actually covered with the ice and snow of the Arctic?

Maybe it was the unattainable alienation that was as illegitimate as a legitimate immortal on the man that attracted her...

But those people in her family are not bad either!

Mo Xiaoqing thought about it for a long time, but the problem was still unsolvable, so she put it aside.

After thinking about it, I didn’t seem to have logged into Weibo for a long time.

After boarding, Mo Xiaoqing posted a brief introduction about Xinkeng.

Within a few minutes, there were many comments below.

I love my master the most: I finally want to bubble up? We thought you were ready to evaporate in the world.

Failed to fail the subject…: I especially look forward to the climax part of Momo’s book as soon as possible. What is the heroine with a delicate body, soft waist and easy to push down? Don’t be careless and just go!

Reading books every day: Is Momo not planning to be in a cold and cold manner this time? Read the introduction of the new article, the heroine's personality is so soft and cute, and the interaction between the hero and the heroine is so loving...

Momo's cutest: The introduction looks pretty good, and it's a bit cute, but it feels like modern language. Didn't Momo say that he didn't have inspiration before he fell in love and didn't write modern language?

Happy Women: Am I the only one who thinks this introduction looks pink all over the screen?

When Mo Xiaoqing saw this comment, she suddenly thought of the handsome and handsome face, and the obvious calmness on his body, and her face turned red.

Well, he is really handsome.

The people's hearts are stirred up.

She was indeed inspired by the song "Sweethearts Blank", but love is not the case at all, okay?

At best, it's a bit...the opposite sex attracts each other.

Or is her heart so stunning that she can smell it even through the Internet...

I don't know what that person is doing now?

When will he see him next time...

Alas, missing this disease is so tormenting and painful!

——I am Mo Xiaoqing, the dividing line that I look forward to meeting Ji Muhan next time——

For someone who sat on the sofa in the office, crossed his legs and swayed for nearly two hours.

When he sighed for the tenth time.

Ji Muhan finally finished the video conference, pinched the bridge of his nose, and a hint of fatigue appeared between his eyebrows. Then, he gave a look to someone who had been pretending to be dead on the sofa for nearly an afternoon. Liang Liang asked, "Why, there is no surgery today?"

"Yes, but I've adjusted my rest."

After Li Chuan finished speaking, he sighed again.

This day is so boring!

"Eleventh time." Ji Muhan glanced at him and said lightly without any haste.

Li Chuan was obviously not in a state and looked at him blankly, "Ah?"

"Don't you always have to go to the University of A when you are resting? Why do you come to me to feel sad about autumn and spring?" Ji Muhan stood up leisurely and made a cup of coffee for himself. Then he remembered a dead body on the sofa. He asked with a rare kind heart, "Do you want a cup?"

"No, thank you." Li Chuan refused verbally with a sad face, but his body honestly reached out to answer.

But, this is not the case in reality...

"Oh." Ji Muhan responded faintly.

I don’t know if I didn’t understand the subtle meaning in Li Chuan’s eyes, or if I understood it, I just asked what was originally meant, but there was really no text below...

“…”

Soul is fading, don’t he know what kind of politeness means?

Oh, your sister! I didn't see him in a bad mood.

This cold-blooded animal is so sympathetic. Damn it, you're really careless about making friends!

"By the way, in two days, did you invite you to a lecture at the opening ceremony of A University?" Li Chuan suddenly remembered and asked hurriedly.

"It depends on the situation." Ji Muhan lowered his eyes, his dense eyelashes covered his eyes, which were dim and unclear, making people unable to understand the emotional changes in his eyes. After a while, he raised his eyes and said, "Where is your little cousin?"

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint it!
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