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Chapter Seventy-Seven: Walking Together 3

"Ah Qi, you don't know, everyone hopes that I can become the elegant person I just pretended to be. You are the only one who lets me do whatever I want. I'm so touched." Mo Chengyu said, curling up his thin red lips.

Started to cry.

"Wuwu, I really don't like being a scholar. Their words and deeds are too uncomfortable. If they pretend for a while, I will feel uncomfortable all over. Wuwu..."

Big tears began to well up from those phoenix eyes, which were blurry with tears. They looked so indescribably pitiful that it made people want to go up and ravage her.

Although Yan Qiqi usually has a strong ability to accept things, now she is not calm anymore.

It's really unacceptable for a grown man who's about 1.8 meters to cry like a child in front of you.

"Okay, okay, stop crying, wipe it." Yan Qiqi handed over a brocade handkerchief, black lines appeared on her forehead.

Only now did she understand why everyone wanted him to be as elegant as before. Compared with the two, the former was more popular.

However, if it is pretending, it is still better, at least it is more real.

"Well, I listen to Ah Qi, I won't cry anymore." Mo Chengyu took the brocade handkerchief and wiped it on his face randomly, and finally "stabbed" on it and blew his nose.

Then, he handed the brocade handkerchief with his tears and snot in front of Yan Qiqi, "Thank you, Ah Qi, for the brocade handkerchief."

Yan Qiqi looked at the transparent sticky substance on it, couldn't help but frowned, and smiled slightly awkwardly: "I gave it to you."

She still wants a handkerchief with a runny nose. Her mind is really as simple as his.

"Oh, thank you Ah Qi." Mo Chengyu folded the brocade handkerchief and put it into his arms, "Ah Qi's brocade handkerchief really smells good. It's similar to my sister's brocade handkerchief. They both smell very good."

Yan Qiqi: "..."

She is a man now, okay? She is similar to his sister.

"Ah Qi, if you don't have anywhere to go, just go to my house. My family lives in Yuecheng, and I'll probably be there in four days." Mo Chengyu took an orange and peeled it.

Then, he handed the peeled oranges to Yan Qiqi, grinning with big white teeth, "Ah Qi, here you go, I picked these oranges myself, they are very sweet."

Seeing the expectant look in his eyes, Yan Qiqi couldn't bear to refuse. She stretched out her hand to catch the peeled orange, broke off a piece and stuffed it into her mouth.

"How is it? Is it delicious?" Mo Chengyu tilted his head and blinked his bright phoenix eyes.

Yan Qiqi nodded and said, "Yes, not bad."

"That's great. Ah Qi likes it. I'll give you these four." Mo Chengyu took another one and started to peel it.

He frowned from time to time and muttered, "I brought a lot of oranges with me when I went out, but Mo Lin was too greedy and almost ate all the oranges."

Mo Lin, who was driving the car outside, heard what he said and immediately got in and protested: "Master, this slave only ate five, okay? You gave the rest as a gift, so you can't blame this slave."

"Mo Lin, why did you come in again, hurry up and catch your car." Mo Chengyu threw the orange peel in his hand at him, and handed the peeled orange to Yan Qiqi.

Mo Lin peeled off the orange peel from his head, curled his lips and said dissatisfiedly: "Master, why don't you hit the slave with an orange?"

"Molin, can you be a bit promising? It's not like you haven't eaten before. You can eat whatever you want after you get home. These oranges are reserved for Ah Qi. Ah Qi is from the north and must have never eaten oranges. You'd better eat apples.

It’s hard to eat when you get to Yuecheng.”

As he said that, he took an apple and threw it over.

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