My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

Although Mo Nanbei said a question sentence, he actually did not mean any question.

Li Ziqian is accustomed to the so-called affirmative use of interrogative sentences.

After all, he himself often talks to others like this.

Like, 'Are you sick? ’ This sentence, although politely with a question mark, is actually an affirmative sentence.

Under no circumstances does it convey this weight of meaning about the question.

The so-called florist culture is extensive and profound, and it can be said that it is vividly reflected in this small place.

"OK."

Li Ziqian has no objection to Mo Nanbei's plan of 'training the piano'.

After all, I came to her house today to practice the piano, and rubbing rice or something was just a side quest that was triggered by chance.

Just before practicing the piano, Li Ziqian felt that he still had things to do.

Thinking of this, Li Ziqian rescued Mo Nanbei and stood up, took the two trays from the dining table, and walked into the kitchen.

Although he doesn't like washing dishes very much, he always pays attention to fairness in doing things.

Yesterday, Mo Nanbei came to his house to wash the dishes, and today he came to Mo Nanbei's house to eat and 'return' a bowl to her.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with that, that's fair.

It would be better to say that if he didn't do this, he would have some conscience and embarrassment.

After all, he is different from someone and has a very thin skin.

And when Li Ziqian walked into the kitchen with dishes and dishes, Mo Nanbei blinked slightly in disbelief.

I didn't expect this person to be very sensible...?

Mo Nanbei likes to cook, but doesn't like to wash the dishes, and today someone came to help him wash the dishes... That's right, he's happy!

After following up with the kitchen to confirm what Li Ziqian was doing, Mo Nanbei stretched out happily and decided to brush his teeth, then came back and waited for Li Ziqian to finish brushing the dishes before teaching him to play the piano.

Mo Nanbei, who squeezed toothpaste, looked in the mirror, and repeatedly brushed her teeth, suddenly realized something extremely terrifying while admiring her beauty.

Teach Li Ziqian to play the piano.

Recalling the ordeal on Thursday night, she inevitably felt a little bit of resistance in her heart.

torment.

She only hated that the Chinese writing of these two words was not distorted enough.

She felt that she didn't have a lot of patience, but she taught Li Ziqian how to practice the piano, but she really needed this kind of thing.

This... what the **** is she doing!

Cried.

But she had to hold back from crying.

Mo Nanbei felt that he was definitely ahead of a painful mask when he went out now.

In other words, there is no sense of disobedience to make her own emoji into unravel.

But ah...

To be reasonable... People can't forget their original intentions.

‘Why did I ask Li Ziqian to participate in the show in the first place? ’

Staring at himself with pain and tears in his eyes in the mirror, Mo Nanbei asked himself.

- I was to torture him

- Not to torture myself!

So, I want to calm down.

If I'm mad, the object of this torture is myself!

This is not good, put the cart before the horse!

With that in mind, Mo Nanbei, who was standing in front of the mirror, took three or four deep breaths in a row, and frantically gave herself two minutes of mental construction before she forced herself to calm down.

OK.

It's okay, I can do it.

Mo Nanbei, who had made up her mind to let herself enjoy the process of torturing the chicken, pushed the door and walked out of the bathroom.

At this time, Li Ziqian had also finished washing the dishes, wiped his hands, and was moving the chair from the kitchen to the piano.

"thanks."

"Ah, it's okay."

After a simple communication, the two officially began to practice.

Li Ziqian spread out the sheet music and began to play the sheet music.

"It seems...it's pretty good..."

After watching Li Ziqian play three measures in a dignified manner, Mo Nanbei couldn't help raising his eyebrows at the thought.

‘Yes, at least I practiced on Thursday night, right now, I can play it without making any mistakes, it should be enough if I have a hand…? ! ! ! ’

Before she could finish this thought in Mo Nanbei's mind, she realized that she had taken it for granted.

She was dead wrong.

This person, gave back to himself what she taught on Thursday.

…

Why is this happening.

She doesn't understand! !

Oh, learning is like rowing a boat against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, right?

She got it.

There has never been a time like today, let her understand what pain is, what talent is, and what diligence can make up for.

On the other side, the righteous Lord, who made Mo Nanbei feel desperate, was quietly looking at Mo Nanbei.

Seeing the undisguised despair on her face, the corners of Li Ziqian's mouth couldn't help but rise.

Oh hoo! hurry hurry! It's going to explode, it's going to explode! Someone is about to start incompetent rage!

I don't know why, and I don't know when it started, Li Ziqian was addicted to a game called 'Let Mo Nanbei break the defense'.

I always feel that when this person breaks the hysteria, he is very interesting, vivid and cute.

The only pity is that this person will not be so angry that he will cry, stomp his feet, and say some nasty words.

This guy's mouth is so dirty.

Ordinary scolding and scolding are not cowardly at all, and this kind of joke-level scolding is not necessary to say some really disgusting words.

So he seems to be enjoying it quite a bit in these five-to-five games?

It seems that Zaun Maiden or something, it seems to be a kind of love... ah no, fun?

When Li Ziqian was in a daze and thinking wildly, he didn't even need to exercise deliberate control, and the things he popped up were terrible enough.

Seeing this, Mo Nanbei held his forehead with one hand, put his arm on the piano, and took three deep breaths in a row.

So, where did all the fruits of her Thursday night's efforts go?

Sprinkle a handful of rice on the keys, and the chicken can play as well as him, right? ? ? ?

"Or...let's practice a little more today." Mo Nanbei said to Li Ziqian with a sad face.

"Uh... um... good."

Thinking about his previous tragic situation, although 20% of it was intentional, the remaining 80% was definitely acting in his true colors, so Li Ziqian didn't have the embarrassment to say the word "no".

No, he wouldn't say it even if he was embarrassed.

After all, he was still waiting to see Mo Nanbei's defense break today.

"So, should we talk first about how you forgot everything I said the day before yesterday?" Mo Nanbei, who was sitting on the right, asked Li Ziqian with a smile on his face.

Hearing Mo Nanbei's suddenly soft voice, Li Ziqian shuddered subconsciously.

Turning back and looking towards Mo Nanbei, as expected, he saw an extremely terrifying scene.

Mo Nanbei smiled very sweetly, the kind of purple and red that bloomed in summer outside the window was inferior to the one.

Whether it is the curvature of the corners of the mouth, or the curvature of the eyebrows and eyes, they are all perfect.

If there is a so-called 'standard' for smiles, Li Ziqian should call Mo Nanbei's smile the most standard and best looking three-dimensional smile in his heart.

It's just... This person asks the above question with such an expression and makes him feel very scary, right?

The great desire to survive made Li Ziqian choose to remain silent at this time, and Mo Nanbei didn't seem to have expected to hear any answer from him. After hooking the corner of his mouth again, he continued to ask him,

"So you won't forget what I talked about today, will you? You won't go to the toilet again, and all this stuff will go into the sewers, right?"

"No way."

Li Ziqian hurriedly shook his head.

"Well, okay! That's it! Come on, one hand, let's do it again from scratch."

With that said, Mo Nanbei sat next to Li Ziqian again, and rudely pushed his right hand, which was still on the piano keys, down.

Placing his hands, he looked at Li Ziqian and signaled that he was ready.

In this way, the two-hour practice that was very painful for each other officially began.

To be fair, Li Ziqian felt that Mo Nanbei's "piano performance" really tortured him.

But... I don't know if it was his illusion, he always felt that Mo Nanbei seemed to be more broken down than him.

"…"

Drop drop drop drop drop drop.

Finally, the two-hour timer alarm went off.

The two people who were practicing the piano stopped in an instant, looked at each other for a while, and stood up from the piano bench in unison.

"Let's continue tomorrow, what do you think?" Li Ziqian suggested.

"I don't think there is any problem."

In this regard, Mo Nanbei has no objection.

She really felt that if she continued, she might go crazy before Li Ziqian.

What's the point.

Woo woo woo woo.

Mo Nanbei is extremely aggrieved now, and there is always a feeling that stealing chickens can't lose rice.

orz

Why bother?

Why bother?

Cricket is a Li Ziqian, isn't there a chance to want to respond to him?

Shouldn't it be replaced like this?

Did she hit the head with an assistant?

It's not a loss to swap the support with the opponent's C position, but... this is not a game!

Thanks to the yuppie!

Gan!

With full of regret, Mo Nanbei almost drove Li Ziqian out of her house.

"See you again!"

"See you again!"

After a friendly mutual goodbye, Mo Nanbei slammed the door, and Li Ziqian also took the elevator and went home.

Sitting on the elevator, Li Ziqian pinched his aching fingertips, lamenting the two hours of hard work today.

I have to say that playing the piano is not easy.

I feel that some things are really just ten minutes on stage and ten years off stage.

Very hard.

So, he has worked hard for two hours today. It shouldn't be too much to fish for an afternoon today, right?

Today, his hands are so overworked, and only two thousand words are added. His readers should not mind, right?

Certainly not, right?

Ok!

Certainly not!

Thinking of this, Li Ziqian suddenly felt the wind under his feet. He opened the door of his house while humming a little song, and walked towards the computer desk in the room.

Today is another happy day!

And it's still ga after hard work, it's even more fragrant!

As soon as he logged into the game, and before he had time to select a mode, he saw a message in his game window.

"Cat North and South:."

"Qianshan:."

"Mao Nanbei: Why are you online?"

"Qianshan:?"

"Qianshan: Why can't I be online?"

Li Ziqian felt that the composition of Mao Nanbei was very problematic.

How did she ask this question?

Why on earth could he, who was hanging on the game client, ask him the question of 'why are you online' to him who was just online?

She is online, doesn't it mean she is also fishing?

When she came to condemn herself, wasn't she also condemning herself?

"Mao Nan Bei: No, I just went online"

"Cat Nanbei: I saw you online"

"Mao Nanbei: Are you really just touching the fish?"

"Cat Nanbei: Don't you code?"

Several consecutive questions from Mao Nan Bei made Li Ziqian stunned for a moment.

"Qianshan: I just went online too"

"Cat Nanbei:?"

"Cat Nanbei: I believe in you!"

"Mao Nan Bei: 'I am the second to play with this hero'"

"Mao Nan Bei: 'I don't even know his name'"

"Mao Nanbei: I went to overturn the record, let's talk about ten less"

"Qianshan:..."

He never imagined that Mao Nanbei still remembers this stubble, which is a bit outrageous!

However, when he mentioned it, he remembered it.

Why didn't you pretend to be the first?

It's because in his impression, he sent Mao Nan Bei a video of his own Foyego Five Kills.

The first one did not conform to the plot setting, so he was very strict in saying it was the second one.

Thinking about it this way, he couldn't help but feel that he was really too handsome at that time.

However, things are very different today than they were then.

After all, he just came back from Mo Nanbei's house.

As a person who has worked hard for two hours, he is extremely confident when playing games now.

"Qianshan: I really just went online"

"Qianshan: And I just went to work for more than two hours, and I was very tired."

"Qianshan: Go check the record!"

"Qianshan: Don't always try to judge me with yourself"

"Qianshan: Your father, I am much more diligent than you"

"Cat Nanbei: Diligent and diligent daily 4,000 waste, right?"

Li Ziqian: …

This sentence was said by the cat Nanbei, who has changed more than 10,000 days a day, and he really had no room for refutation.

It's just that there seems to be a second half of this sarcasm from Mao Nan Bei.

"Mao Nan Bei: Oh no, that's not rigorous enough"

"Mao Nan Bei: After all, you only changed 2,000 yesterday."

"Qianshan:..."

God is so imprecise.

He is sick!

And considering that he didn't get better today, he deliberately left 2,000 words!

In fact, he was able to update 4,000 yesterday, okay?

Really... who are you looking down on?

Riwan, isn't it enough to have a hand?

He just doesn't need a thousand days now.

It's just that it's a little powerless to say these words now, so Li Ziqian chooses to change the subject without changing his face and heart.

So, he knocked on the cat north and south,

"Qianshan: Why is there so much nonsense? Enter the room and stop playing!"

"Cat North and South: 111111111"

Sure enough, this is a master whose eyes light up when he sees the game.

…

This weekend, because of physical discomfort and the existence of special events such as piano practice, passed quickly and very fulfilling.

Because he has been jumping for a long time at the nerve collapse line in the north of Mo Nan, Li Ziqian feels that even though his daily practice is full of pain, he seems to be mostly happy...? ?

After practicing the piano on Sunday afternoon, it was occupied by ruthless supplementary homework.

For the time being, Li Ziqian still remembers that he is a student. This week's homework has evolved a little bit. It's the kind of task that starts at eight o'clock in the evening and can only be given up with both hands off the desk, so... In order not to be slaughtered by the teacher tomorrow, he chose Be nice to yourself and start your homework at five o'clock in the afternoon.

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Monday, early.

Mo Nanbei was still knocking on the door of Li Ziqian's house at around 5:30.

It's another school day.

Hearing the knock on the door, Li Ziqian picked up his schoolbag, walked to the entrance, put on his shoes, pushed open the door, and walked out.

As a student, life is boring.

Life is a line between school and home.

Sometimes, Li Ziqian even wondered if the school was to let everyone adapt to the future social life in advance, that's why the 'study' was arranged like this.

While standing in the elevator waiting for the elevator to go down, Li Ziqian looked around boredly.

When his eyes swept across Mo Nanbei, he was shocked to find that this person... doesn't seem to be as energetic as before.

Is it his delusion?

Didn't wake up?

Just like him yesterday, when he was making up his homework, he went off track and went to play games all night, so the homework was not completed until 2:00 in the morning?

No, she doesn't seem like the kind of person who plays games.

After all, the daily life of a good student is mostly rich.

Or... This person hasn't had time to take caffeine, so he's very uninspired now?

Li Ziqian didn't understand very well, but that didn't prevent him from guessing.

I always feel that Mo Nanbei has a very strange setting. Maybe it is the kind of caffeine that will turn into the current stupid goose?

That's pretty cute?

Why don't you think of a way to experiment?

In case something is confirmed... Wouldn't it be a **** profit? ?