"Mo Ting?"

"Or, is it Mo Xiao or Mo Yun?"

"These people seem to be quite rich, and they usually drive limited-edition sports cars."

"Then I guess it's one of them..."

After guessing and guessing, no one thought of Li Qinian.

One is because she is poor, very poor.

The second reason is that her surname is Li, not Mo.

Li Qinian's tense nerves gradually relaxed because of everyone's discussion.

so far so good……

"Who said my younger brother will be named Mo?"

Mo Wang Gui Xie raised his eyebrows wantonly, and suddenly made a sound.

Everyone was shocked when they heard his words!

What?

Not surnamed Mo? ?

Could it be that he is the illegitimate brother of the half-brother?

"My brother..."

Mo Wanggui's tone deliberately turned a corner, which made Li Qinian's eyelids twitch.

"My younger brother is poor, let alone a sports car, even..."

"Mr. Mo, your coat is dirty."

Li Qinian smiled and interrupted him.

Mo Wanggui looked down at his suit. On the originally clean suit jacket, there was a group of dark patterns, as if it had accidentally stuck to the wet soil.

And the instigator of all this was looking at him innocently.

Li Qinian met his gaze, smiled innocently, and whispered in Mo Wanggui's ear with a voice that no one could hear.

"When did I admit that you are cheap, brother, brother?"

The tone is gritted, and the smile on the face is deeper. In everyone's eyes, this is the friendly and cordial communication between the two.

Mo Wanggui's long and narrow fox eyes are raised, and the tear mole at the end of the eye has also become vivid:

"Oh? When did I say that my brother is you?"

He can't have another brother in No. 1 Middle School?

Li Qinian: "..."

"Okay, I'm being self-indulgent, it's better not to be me."

Li Qinian was not disappointed, but heaved a sigh of relief when he heard his words.

Mo Wanggui observed her expression, not missing her every movement, seeing that there was no regret in her eyes, his fox eyes slightly narrowed.

Little bastard, I really don't care about his big brother...

Mr. Mo, who was used to being sought after by others, had the perception of being disliked for the first time in his life, so he became gorgeously autistic...

Mo Wanggui fell into a brief silence, but it did not affect the enthusiasm of the students in the slightest.

"Li Shen, do you consider starting a live broadcast?"

Some students secretly asked questions.

Li Jin: "I don't think about it."

"Then remember to urge me...whisper, let him play more live broadcasts when he is free. Although his game skills are not as good as yours, but well, I am more tolerant, and I can barely like him. ..."

Li Jin: "..."

Maybe his fans are too fanatical, this is the first time he has encountered such awkward fans, he obviously likes it very much, but he just pretends to be disgusted.

He looked at Li Qinian calmly.

Li Qinian who listened to the whole process: "..."

With such an honest face, if she still doesn't recognize that this is her fan, she doesn't have to mess around! !

She tried her best to make her smile look kind: "This classmate, the whisper game skills are poor?"

Classmate: "Bad, it's just so-so..."

Li Qinian: "Then you still like her?"

Classmate: "That's why I say it's forced!"

Li Qinian: "Don't force it, I think whisper is pretty good."

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