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Mo Li felt that it was a pity that such a voice didn't like to talk. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Hanging up the phone, Mo Li felt that she might be able to contribute to the silent writing of poems, and it was a big deal to memorize the poems here word for word.

As for the recognition of verses, and literary common sense, I'm afraid it's hanging.

I don't know if this temporary cramming is useful.

In the next time, there was only the sound of silent glass breathing in the study, and the sound of brushing and turning books.

I don't know how long it took, but there was a knock on the door of the study.

"Why are you back?" Wei Jinqian leaned against the door and asked, his face after taking medicine for a day no longer looked so terrifying and terrifying, and he could vaguely see his face with a good foundation.

Mo Li shook the book in his hand, yawned, rubbed his eyes, and said a little tiredly, "I want to go to an ancient poetry conference, but I can't help it, so I have to hold on to it temporarily." ”

"If you're idle, go squeeze a glass of orange juice, this girl needs to sober up." As she spoke, Mo Li yawned again, and because of the yawning, her eyes were full of tears.

Wei Jinqian glanced at Mo Li deeply, turned around and went to the kitchen, and after a while, a glass of orange juice appeared in front of Mo Li.

And Wei Jinqian stood behind Mo Li, silently massaging Mo Li.

There are some things that he can guess without asking.

With Moli's indifferent temperament, how could he think of participating in some ancient poetry conference.

In Moli's circle of friends, the only one who has this ability and this leisure will be that person.

Mo Li was stunned, Wei Jinqian had found this conscience?

However, not to mention, Wei Jinqian's craftsmanship seems to be really good.

Mo Li drank the glass of orange juice in three and two clicks, and the cold feeling was really comfortable.

Under Wei Jinqian's massage, Mo Li felt a wave of sleepiness rise from the depths of her body, yawned and fell into a deep sleep.

Who made her have three hobbies in her life?

Eat, sleep, read novels......

It was a bit embarrassing for her to sit in the study for hours and read obscure poems.

Wei Jinqian lowered her head and gently kissed Mo Li's forehead.

A man kisses a woman's forehead to protect her and cherish her.

For Mo Li, Wei Jinqian was always a little at a loss and didn't know what to do.

It's like her heart, so hard that it's hard to open a crack.

"Moli, it's good to look back at me." Wei Jinqian whispered as she put up a thin blanket for Mo Li.

It was as if the voice had spanned thousands of years and endured pain that ordinary people could not bear.

It's just that although it hurts, there is no regret.

Wei Jin sat quietly opposite Mo Li, looking at her sleeping face.

In her sleep, Mo Li's eyebrows and eyes were still cold, as if she was indifferent and indifferent.

Three days passed in the blink of an eye, and Mo Li also read a little poetry book, as for how much real ability there is, it is another matter.

Back to school again, it was Wei Jinqian and Mo Li together.

At this time, the red mark on Wei Jinqian's face was no longer visible, and it was a handsome school grass again.

At the school gate, I met Cheng Yi in a white shirt again, as if he was waiting for her.

It's just that when she and Wei Jinqian were about to step into the school gate, Cheng Yi turned around and left lightly.

"......" turned out to be sentimental, Mo Li thought to herself.

However, yes, her relationship with Cheng Yi is not very close, how can she think that he is waiting for her.

It's better to wait for her to find him in person, after all, it is a partner, proper communication, and knowing oneself and knowing each other is still very important.

"Does he look as good as me?" At this moment, Wei Jinqian's little daughter-in-law's voice sounded in Mo Li's ears.

Immediately after, Wei Jinqian stretched out his hand to turn Mo Li around, looking at each other.

Mo Li blinked, what kind of trouble is this?

"Evil?" Mo Li stretched out his hand and shook it in front of Wei Jinqian, a little uncomfortable with the pointing and pointing of the people around him.

Who made Wei Jinqian too famous in school.

Dignified school grass, proud and self-conscious, in the face of the school flower confession, can refuse without blinking an eye.

Such a person, who is beautiful and talented, is a top student, and is also the captain of the basketball team, how can he not be a man of the year in the school.

"Does he look as good as me?" Wei Jinqian's face was serious and unrelenting.

"......" Mo Li felt that these two people were not comparable at all. The beauty of Wei Jinqian and Cheng Yi is completely different.

However, no one can deny that these two people are equally divided.

Wei Jinqian is flamboyant, handsome and domineering, while Cheng Yi is quiet, cold and peaceful.

"I prefer quiet people." After thinking for a while, Mo Li said lightly.

She has a cold temperament and is not good at communication, so she should be someone who likes to be quieter.

Just like Cheng Yi.

Wei Jinqian lowered her hand a little weakly, her lips squirmed, as if she wanted to say something.

After a moment of silence, Wei Jinqian looked at Mo Li and said, "I can also be quiet." ”

Mo Li looked confused, did Wei Jinqian's words mean what she understood?

...... "The world is so chaotic, it must be an auditory hallucination in her ears."

It's just that Wei Jinqian didn't give up, but continued, "Moli, as long as you like it, I can do it." ”

"I just hope you'll look back at me."

Mo Li continued to be confused......

Is she being accused of being white, or is she being accused of being innocent?

was still confessed by a person who has been bullying her since she was a child, is Wei Jinqian mistaken.

In other words, this is another prank by Wei Jinqian.

Just wait for her to answer and then make fun of her?

Well, it must be so.

In the blink of an eye, Mo Li already thought he was smart enough to figure out the joints.

"Wei Jinqian, is this a trick you have come up with to trick me?"

"I'm telling you, I'm not going to be fooled."

Mo Li took a step back, looked at Wei Jinqian vigilantly, and then his palms were eager to try, just waiting to give him a five-finger mountain.

Wei Jinqian smiled miserably, although it looked bright and bright, it made people feel inexplicably distressed.

Even Mo Li, who was sure that Wei Jinqian was playing with her, was a little shaken at that moment.

For some reason, Mo Li didn't like to see him smile like this, and the smile made her feel a little sad, as if there was something she didn't know about.

The desolation and misery revealed in the smile made Mo Li's heart heavy.

From this silent laughter, she saw the incomparable depth and affection.

Yes, it's heavy.

This is the most appropriate word that Mo Li can think of.

She must have been wrong, she must have been.

Or rather, she is being amorous again.

How could she see affection on Wei Jinqian's face?