The Rebirth of the National Goddess

Nerves tense for ten days, Chu Jin is also leaning lazily on the back of the chair, squinting his eyes, "Is it that exaggerated?"

"Anyway, I've grown up so much, I've never seen her enter the kitchen." Mo Qingyi glanced in the direction of the kitchen, lowered her voice, and whispered, "I guess I can't even tell the difference between salt and monosodium glutamate! Let's go on our own for a while." Good luck..."

While the two were talking, Duanmu Zhe, who was parking outside, also came in. As soon as he came, he and Mo Qingyi immediately started the 'enemy mode', and the two of them hurt each other, and no one would let the other.

Mo Qingyi put her hands on her hips, and said angrily, "Miss Duanmu, you are too unmannered! Don't you know that men want to give in to women?"

"Female..." Duanmu Zhe intentionally dragged out the ending, glanced up and down at Mo Qingyi, and finally fixed his eyes on her magnanimous chest, "Human? Are you sure you are?"

A soldier can be killed but not humiliated!

Mo Qingyi immediately picked up a pillow and threw it at Duanmu Zhe's body fiercely, "Sister, this is called chest injustice, how can you flatten the world? You know a P! Superficial! Ignorant!"

Duanmu Zhe took the throwing pillow very easily, and said with a smile, "The breasts are not big, how can they gather people's hearts?"

I owe a beating! This guy definitely deserves a beating!

Mo Qingyi immediately rolled up his sleeves, and walked towards Duanmuzhe aggressively, "I won't be in the house for three days! My sister must take care of you today!"

Mo Qingyi's small arms and legs are no match for Duanmuzhe, but Duanmuzhe is willing to play with her and coax her.

The two of them were fighting and going back and forth in the living room, which was much more interesting than watching TV.

While knocking on the melon seeds, Chu Jin watched the two of them play, with crooked eyebrows and clear dimples.

Such a day is quite comfortable, and the tension before the college entrance examination is gone.

For some reason, Mo Qingyi and Duanmuzhe were arguing, and Duanmuzhe pushed her down on the sofa.

Men go up and women go down, with ambiguous postures.

"Duanmu Xiaosan, hurry up and open it!" Mo Qingyi discovered for the first time that Duanmuzhe's chest was so hard, like steel, that he couldn't push it away no matter how hard he pushed.

The atmosphere was subtle, Chu Jin quickly looked away, pretending to be watching TV seriously, as if I didn't see anything.

Duanmuzhe rolled his throat unconsciously, his eyes burning, "Qingqing, do you still remember the agreement we made when we were young?"

Hoarseness.

boom--

It felt like something had exploded in my ear.

Mo Qingyi's ears turned red almost all of a sudden, so red and hot.

That agreement—

Not knowing where the strength came from, Mo Qingyi suddenly pushed Duanmuzhe away, "What agreement, I forgot it long ago!" When his eyes touched his dark eyes, he turned his head hastily again.

"I'm joking with you, why are you blushing?" Duanmu Zhe resumed his dandy look, and casually put his arms around Mo Qingyi's shoulders, "It's not that I really want you to marry me, besides, it's just you Yes, I still don't like it! Is my eyes that bad?" Speaking of his gaze, he still vaguely looked towards her chest.

Fortunately, he was just joking. She has always regarded Duanmu Zhe as her best buddy, and she has never had other thoughts. If Duanmu Zhe lives with her one day, it will be very embarrassing to think about it.

"Superficial!" Mo Qingyi rolled his eyes at him, and his demeanor has recovered, "But I have a lot of adults, and I don't have the same knowledge as a troublemaker like you!"

Duanmuzhe touched his chin, and said word by word to Mo Qingyi, "Tai, Ping, Gong, Lord!"

call! So angry!

But how can he break if he can't beat him?

Just bear with it!

At this moment, the door that was originally closed was pushed open.

With the sunlight shining in, a tall and straight figure appeared in front of several people.

He didn't walk into the house right away, but blocked the door with his hand, letting the people behind him walk in first.

Against the light, the person's face could not be seen clearly, only a graceful figure could be seen.

Tall, with waist-length wavy hair.

The beauty walked in front, looking at the surrounding environment without a trace, and said softly, "Zhixuan, are you living here with my aunt now?"

"En." Mo Zhixuan nodded slightly.

"Brother, is there a visitor?" Mo Qingyi stood up from the sofa.

"Who is this?" The beauty stopped and looked at Mo Zhixuan with some doubts.

"This is my sister, Mo Qingyi," Mo Zhixuan looked at Mo Qingyi, "This is the daughter of the uncle's family, you should call her sister in terms of seniority."

Uncle's daughter?

Mo Qingyi was confused, she always thought that their family had no other relatives in this world except Aunt Tong.

Unexpectedly, a sister appeared now.

"Call someone." Seeing that Mo Qingyi had been silent for a long time, Mo Zhixuan spoke again.

Hearing this, Mo Qingyi immediately came back to her senses, and said sweetly, "Hello, sister."

The beauty nodded politely, did not speak, and looked cold.

His whole body was covered with cold air, as if he could ascend to immortality at any time.

"This is Duanmu Zhe." Mo Zhixuan continued to introduce.

"From the Duanmu family?" The beauty turned her eyes to look at Mo Zhixuan, her voice was a little inconceivable, as if she was confirming something to Mo Zhixuan.

"Yes." Mo Zhixuan looked indifferent.

Hearing this, a smile finally appeared in the beauty's eyes, and she took the initiative to extend her hand towards Duanmuzhe, "Hello, Mo Feixue."

Duanmuzhe stretched out his hand lazily and shook her hand.

Looking around in the room, he didn't see anyone, Mo Zhixuan raised his eyes to look at Mo Qingyi, and asked, "Where's Ah Jin?"

"I went to help in the kitchen." Mo Qingyi scratched his head.

At this time, Chu Jin was having a good time chatting with Mrs. Mo and Tong Zhi in the kitchen. When Mo Zhixuan came, he saw her with crooked eyebrows, and the two shallow dimples on her cheeks. It seems to suck people in.

Originally, she planned to come over to help, but who knows, after arriving in the kitchen, Mrs. Mo and Aunt Tong wouldn't let her touch it.

So she just stood here talking to them.

Mo Zhixuan was stunned for a while, then held her hand, led her through the kitchen to the living room, and walked to a noble and glamorous woman, "This is the daughter of the uncle's family, Mo Feixue."

"Feixue, this is my fiancee," Mo Zhixuan paused, "Chu Jin."