Chapter 121

I haven't worn jeans for a long time.

Put on the simple dress that Wu Tong bought for her.

Qi Shaoqin was suddenly not used to it.

However, there is no fear of running out when wearing a skirt.

She swaggered out the door.

Ji Mo still kept the posture he had just sat outside and sat upright.

When her eyes fell on her cotton linen shirt and light jeans, the corners of her eyes fainted and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?"

Dead sick kids don't joke about her wearing bargains, do they?

She glared at him angrily and said, "Miss Ben is so beautiful! You can wear it casually, and you can also wear it with a high feeling! Unlike someone whose body is empty, you know how to waste good cloth!"

"Let's go." Ji Mo shook his head and rarely criticized her.

Qi Shaoqin felt that he had finally gained the upper hand.

But he didn't take a few steps. Just out of the manor gate, Ji Mo suddenly looked back at her and said, "put down your hair."

Qi Shaoqin frowned, "just let it go! Who are you? Why should I listen to you! Don't let it go!"

"Forget it. Don't let it go. Anyway, there's no one else around. I won't laugh at your big face." Ji Mo said slowly, resumed his pace and walked ahead.

"Good, you sick seedling!" just had a feeling of gaining the upper hand, and was poured cold water by the dead sick seedling in an instant.

"Who has a big face! Who do you say has a big face! My face is not big!"

"Well, your face is not big. You just can eat a little."

Qi Shaoqin raised his foot and kicked Ji Mo's back: "I... I'll kick you and me!"

Ji Mo suddenly turned back. Qi Shaoqin's feet were still in the air. He smiled and said, "kick me to death. You won't have a boat later. And you won't have delicious food in the next three days."

"I..." he said angrily. He was so stingy.

This man sucks!

"You are not a man!" Qi Shaoqin was angry.

Ji Mo shook his head and didn't argue with her, but he suddenly approached her.

Qi Shaoqin felt guilty for no reason. Before she responded, her wrist was suddenly held by a strong force.

She lowered her eyes and looked at the white hand held on her wrist: "dead sick seedling! What are you doing!"

Looking at his illness, why is he so strong?

Qi Shaoqin tried so hard that he couldn't get rid of it.

"Let go! You hurt me! Let go!"

"I'm stronger than you," he said.

Qi Shaoqin gritted his teeth: "are you childish? You are a man and I am a woman. There is a great difference in physical strength between men and women. What can you be proud of if you are stronger than me!"

"Well, if only you knew I was a man."

Ji Mo's hand holding her wrist suddenly loosened.

Qi Shaoqin rubbed his wrist and suddenly heard Jiang He chuckle behind him.

She raised her head and saw that Ji Mo's lips were also in a suspicious arc.

"Well, you sick child! Count me again!"

Damn, damn!

She doesn't feel so stupid and doesn't owe her IQ!

But I didn't hit any evil!

Every time I encounter a sick seedling, he always calculates!

Seeing her gnashing her teeth angrily, she was about to rush up and fight with him. Ji Mo slowly said, "I don't mind if you want to fight me. But the quality of your clothes may not stand your toss."

As Ji Mo's voice fell, Qi Shaoqin heard a tear, the thread was torn, and her shirt was torn from her armpit.

As soon as his armpit cooled, Qi Shaoqin suddenly blushed with embarrassment.

"Shit!"

Forget that the clothes are good and cheap and can't stand the toss. What should I do now!