My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

Mo Nanbei stayed in the corridor for ten minutes.

While patiently staring at the floors of the two elevators, she frantically took a deep breath.

If someone is on the side at this time, it will inevitably fall over the ups and downs of the mountains.

However, there is no one in the corridor now.

She watched the two elevators helplessly, one climbed from the first floor to the top floor of the thirty-second floor little by little; the other went down layer by layer after reaching the twenty-third floor.

Now, there is only one thought in Mo Nanbei's head:

I'm going to kill him.

"Ah!"

As soon as he got on the elevator, Mo Nanbei sneezed.

Feeling a little cold, she gave up her plan to kill the twenty-third floor and let Li Ziqian know what the real midnight bell was after she shivered.

She chose to go home and give herself a hot bath first.

Go home and leave the bag.

On the way to the bathroom, he took out his clothes pocket a few times. After confirming that there was nothing in it, he took off his clothes while walking. He went to the bathroom to take off the last stockings and underwear, and Mo Nanbei threw them in. washing machine.

A set of cleaning and drying.

After finishing this set, she opened the Yuba and walked into the bathroom.

open shower stand

warm!

After taking a shower aimlessly, Mo Nanbei, who gradually calmed down, began to think about what happened ten minutes ago.

"…"

He raised his hand and groped for a few times on his lower lip, as if there was still a vague sense of touch on it.

A little warm, a little thicker than his own lips.

Thinking of this, she could not help biting her index finger subconsciously, as if to relieve some pressure.

He... why did he do that?

If there is no follow-up special show that she wants to kill him with a knife, she even thinks that this person is going to pierce this layer of paper and let her win smoothly.

The result... special.

Moreover, what should she ask at this point?

'What did you mean by kissing me just now? ’

Isn't that waiting to be opened?

He could think of what Li Ziqian would say.

If he takes this matter to attack himself, Li Ziqian can also say,

'Ok? Isn't it the compensation you want? how? What did you understand? Eh~ no, no, no...'

After that, she didn't want to think about it anymore.

Thinking too much is not good for the liver, and the fire is too strong to be suppressed.

Taking a deep breath, Mo Nanbei clenched her fist with one hand and smashed it towards the slightly frosted stone wall, venting her dissatisfaction with this incident.

So...what the **** is this today! !

To be fair, she can't sit still a bit now.

I don't know if it was because of the long hot shower and the fog in the bathroom, her head was a little dizzy and her cheeks were a little hot.

"Forget it, hurry up and wash it out."

I feel like I stay for a while, I am afraid that I will fall down due to lack of oxygen.

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On the other side, Li Ziqian, who had returned home early, disposed of Pharaoh's umbrella and put it on the balcony to hang out.

Naturally, he didn't need a shower when he didn't touch a drop of water.

After returning to the house and changing his clothes, Li Ziqian lay on the bed and gloated.

I don't know if Mo Nanbei will be so angry downstairs...

Li Ziqian couldn't help laughing, imagining all the possibilities of Mo Nanbei's collapse when he looked at the elevator.

This wave of operations, he gave himself full marks!

But ah... what I did before that... was indeed a bit reckless.

To be fair, now that he thinks about it carefully, he is a little panicked.

Such a belated regret.

However, it should not be his fault.

Analyze it with simple logic.

He was just a simple boss before.

Mo Nanbei started the group first.

On the street, he can't always take off his pants and come with Mo Nanbei, who should be the first to counsel him, right?

This is not realistic.

But if she doesn't do something substantive, Mo Nanbei's babbling will never stop, and according to her character, she will definitely jump more and more.

Just like this, how can he bear such a small temper?

So at that time, for him, there were actually only two options.

one:

He stepped forward, covered Mo Nanbei's mouth with one hand, and punched her in the stomach.

two:

Press her head under her.

Since you can't be quiet, is it okay to be passive and quiet?

But obviously, in a practical sense, the above two methods are not very popular.

So there is no other way, he can only do this one wave and choose to solve the problem in this way.

After all, it was Mo Nanbei who said that it was a 'precious' thing.

Who is not the original product!

It is the first time for everyone to be a human being, so why is the first time not precious? Right?

However, in fact, he just wanted to take a bite, but after Minato found her lips were beautiful.

It's very thin, the color is much lighter than his own lips, and it looks very soft. He couldn't bear to bite it for a while, so he made a mistake and cheapened her.

However, it doesn't seem to be a big problem?

This wave is absolutely worthless.

With all the reason and the right time and place, he is not afraid of Mo Nanbei's rebellion.

Rather, he is now looking forward to seeing what kind of reaction Mo Nanbei will have when he sees him again.

Thinking about it, Li Ziqian's phone buzzed twice.

He opened the screen and saw that it was a message from Mo Nanbei.

At this time, Mo Nanbei had already finished taking a shower, and had just made a pot of tea for himself, sitting in front of the chair on the dressing table and blowing his hair.

Blow-drying your hair alone is a bit of a waste of time.

In the process of taking a quick shower afterwards, Mo Nanbei became more and more angry about what happened today.

Although it's a bit late now, she still decided not to suffer in vain.

[Cat Nanbei: Your mother exploded]

She sent a message to the chat window.

After seeing the news, Li Ziqian raised his eyes slightly.

'Good guy, he's not too short-tempered. ’

It seems that the sudden tricky inspiration of his own is not bad.

It's just that you have to be careful when you go home recently, so as not to be backhanded by this person.

After a quick thought, Li Ziqian picked up the phone and replied to Mo Nanbei,

[Qianshan: No, my mother has a resurrection armor]

[Cat North and South: ? 】

[Mao Nanbei: Do you want to wait until I say something else, can your mother stack another anti-armor on it? 】

[Qianshan: Yes. 】

[Qianshan: You still understand me! 】

On the other side of the screen, Mo Nanbei, who was blowing her hair, almost couldn't hold back her petulant temper and threw the phone out.

calm down.

Thinking about it, she silently put down the phone and chose to concentrate on blowing her hair.

She has always been single-minded in what she does.

Why do you blow your hair while chatting?

Moreover, being a person should be generous and ladylike. She is of good quality and will not care about a dog like Li Ziqian.

Well, yes, it must be so.

ten minutes later.

Mo Nanbei smoothed his hair, gathered his slightly fluffy hair and tied it into a loose low ponytail.

After putting on a loose and comfortable home suit, she brought the tea to the desk and rummaged through some matcha-flavored refreshments from the locker before she sat down at the computer desk, picked up her phone and glanced at the unread messages.

good guy.

Two codeword messages for all of Aite.

Two group red envelope reminders.

The rest is Li Ziqian's crazy beep like a villain while she blows her hair.

[Qianshan: Why did someone suddenly not reply to the news? 】

[Qianshan: No way]

[Qianshan: Someone really broke the defense]

[Qianshan: What kind of waste is this]

…

Looking at the follow-up ridicule with emojis, Mo Nanbei's psychological construction that he had just done for himself collapsed again.

[Mao Nanbei: Do you really owe it? 】

[Cat Nanbei: Looking for scolding, right? 】

[Mao Nanbei: It’s hard not to be scolded for a day, right? 】

[Cat Nanbei: You are going to die! 】

[Cat North and South: Grass]

With the hand speed that he didn't use even for a lot of games, Mo Nanbei quickly tapped with his mobile phone.

At the end, it seems that she felt that the scolding was not enough, she continued to add,

[Mao Nanbei: I have written down this hatred. 】

"…"

Seeing the reply that the phone was more than half a beat slower, Li Ziqian rolled over from the bed.

vengeance?

[Qianshan: Which stroke? 】

He asked Mo Nanbei.

Mo Nanbei:…

Which pen.

So this person knows a lot of pens, right?

It's just three strokes to say less today!

Push back in chronological order!

Just now, one in the chat box, one in the elevator, and...and...one when I opened an umbrella!

Unconsciously pursing his lips, Mo Nanbei replied succinctly to Li Ziqian,

[Cat North and South: Both]

Oh hoo.

this response.

Li Ziqian on the other end of the phone couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

He continued to reply,

[Qianshan: Oh? 】

[Qianshan: Then I'll wait, don't just remember it without revenge]

After saying this sentence with various hints and subtexts, he still did not forget his original intention and added,

[Qianshan: You rubbish]

Mo Nanbei: ? ? ? ? ? ?

[Cat Nanbei: You rubbish]

[Cat Nanbei: Die for the Lord! 】

After scolding, Mo Nanbei fell into contemplation as he looked at Li Ziqian's above-mentioned long message.

What he said...

"Fuck you..."

Mo Nanbei, who managed to hold back her curiosity and didn't ask, "Why did you suddenly do this before" couldn't hold back anymore.

This is obviously a question of giving her a head, how can she ask her to speak?

Recalling the brief moment before, her heartbeat inevitably began to speed up again.

While the corners of his mouth pursed together, they unconsciously lifted upwards.

woo...

'How would he answer if asked directly? ’

'What if you don't hit me...'

"Will be confessed..."

Less than two seconds after such an idea appeared, it was rejected by Mo Nanbei himself.

Li Ziqian?

Confess to her seriously?

Grass.

If he could, he wouldn't say that he didn't bring an umbrella today!

The ambiguous little bubble between lovers!

Grass!

I have been drenched in the rain all the way today!

I io*@&#y([emailprotected]*#)(!

"call."

Because the unknown thoughts were distorted and deviated from the track, Mo Nanbei became furious again.

‘What I should do most now is to make him feel the same despair and pain as me! ! ’

Get revenge back! !

Makes sense.

Find a chance to get revenge like this!

She wasn't the only one suffering.

After all, if she does nothing and keeps silent like she is now, she will be the only one who will suffer.

but!

If she gets revenge go back! !

Although she won't feel better and won't make money, Li Ziqian will feel uncomfortable because of her revenge.

Then, Li Ziqian is uncomfortable, and her life is unsatisfactory. Looking at Li Ziqian's unsatisfactory appearance, isn't her happiness coming?

Mo Nanbei, who was hesitant at first, seemed to have a kitten in his heart that had scratched his paw against the wall, and suddenly his thoughts became clear.

This wave, this wave should be done like this!

This is the correct way to get along with Li Ziqian, the dog thing!

You can't treat it like a human!

Her thoughts were clear, her heart was untied, and she was in a good mood. At this time, she selectively ignored Li Ziqian's subsequent frantic jumping in the chat window.

After all, one has to be happy before dying.

Eat something good.

I won't have this chance in the future!

hum!

At this time, Mo Nanbei, who was eating tea, drinking tea leisurely, and thinking about the 'revenge' plan, seemed to have completely ignored a fatal blind spot in her thinking pattern.

That is:

- Two people who know each other and like each other, is this "being kissed by each other", is this a kind of torture or a kind of enjoyment?

In the same way, Li Ziqian, who had already 'tricked' and 'revenge' Mo Nanbei, didn't seem to notice this at all.

Now he is still immersed in "this wave of manipulation of my Tianxiu" and "the winner of today's war is me!" ' in this false joy.

But... from a practical point of view and from the performance of Mo Nanbei...

On the surface, this wave was his **** profit, but about the fact that Mo Nan Beiping, who was also greedy for him, earned a kiss for no reason, did he lose any money?

It can only be said that if you often walk by the river, you will never get wet shoes.

After a lot of fighting, Tianxiu's brain circuit is used to it. In the face of some basic things, smart people will approach like fools.

After all, there is only a fine line between geniuses and fools.

Piansheng Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei love to jump on the line repeatedly.

The two entertained themselves with themselves in their heads for a long time, held another peach conference and enjoyed the false fruits of victory. After about ten minutes, the daily essential game session began.

After starting the computer, Mo Nanbei glanced at the time in the lower right corner and sent a message to Li Ziqian, saying,

[Cat Nanbei: ga? 】

[Qianshan: Now? 】

[Cat Nanbei: Right? 】

[Mao Nanbei: Isn't it only 7:47 now? 】

[Mao Nanbei: Write twice before writing, isn't it enough to have a hand? 】

[Qianshan: It seems to be the case]

【Qianshan: No problem】

As a writer, in front of the speed of life and death, who doesn't have a hand speed of 6,000 an hour?

Although the speed per hour is not proportional to the number of words written, but in front of the real dead line, you will never know how many words and how many bursts you can write in the short eighteen minutes from 11:40 to 11:58. Inspiration, how many miracles have been created.

Humans are truly amazing creatures.

Thinking like this, Li Ziqian opened the wega silently while opening the orange melon code.

While waiting for Ionia to line up, he sent a message to Mo Nanbei,

[Qianshan: Why don't you open a room first? 】