My Girlfriend is More Than Beautiful

Two minutes later, Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei finally returned home.

Ask, what should I do after I make a mistake?

In this regard, Mo Nanbei said that she is particularly experienced.

There's nothing a dad can't fix.

If yes, then twice.

If two sounds are still not enough, then kneel and kowtow.

Obviously, Li Ziqian has not yet reached this point.

She called Dad two or three times, and he restrained himself.

For the morale is already a clearance sale, oh no, for Mo Nanbei, who is already heavily in debt, all the price paid after the skin is finished is nothing but the 'cost of the skin'.

face?

What is the face?

How can there be anything in this world that drags people down more than face?

Isn't this the same as the so-called 'conscience'?

As long as you have no conscience, as long as you have no face, you can do whatever you want, make more money, and get more benefits.

"But to be honest, I think it's really good to take a walk every now and then."

After sitting in front of the computer desk with a cup of ice cola, Mo Nanbei still said to Li Ziqian without forgetting his original intention.

Li Ziqian: ...?

"Aren't you feeling bad about not being beaten?"

Is he being a little too kind?

Listening to Mo Nanbei's words, Li Ziqian couldn't help but have such an idea.

Live for a while, then start to die again?

"No, no, that's not what I meant."

Hearing Li Ziqian's threatening tone of question, Mo Nanbei waved his hand hurriedly, indicating that she didn't mean it that way, and didn't want to score twice and jump Li Ziqian's face to start a group.

"Then what do you mean?"

"I really think, just like just now, when you have nothing to do, it will be very comfortable to go out for a walk with two people at night."

Mo Nanbei said to Li Ziqian.

"Well..." Listening to Mo Nanbei's words, Li Ziqian also recalled the leisurely and comfortable situation during the walk before, and couldn't help but nodded in agreement.

Mo Nanbei is right!

Makes sense.

This sense of tranquility in the hustle and bustle really made him feel very comfortable.

Moreover, walking with Mo Nanbei will not be boring.

If you have nothing to do, you can chat and chat, or go to the alley to buy some roadside stalls to eat.

Just thinking about that picture, no matter what season the background board is, no matter what the weather is, it has a different flavor and fun.

As long as the three words Mo Nanbei are added in life, it seems that it will not be too boring.

Ok……

Thinking about it, he turned his head to look at Mo Nanbei, who didn't know what to do with his head down and had a weird little expression on his face. Li Ziqian instantly retracted his previous thoughts.

It should say:

As long as the three words Mo Nanbei are added in life, it seems that it is very difficult to be bored.

After all, it's nice not to be **** off.

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It should be said that he is indeed a manga artist.

The efficiency when deciding to 'cut' and 'open a new pit' is really very fast.

This seems to be a common problem with freelance creators.

It was only Wednesday, and she had already done it.

When I came home from school on Wednesday, I just turned on the computer and hung up on QQ WeChat, when I heard several consecutive ding dongs.

It is a message reminder sent by WeChat.

[Ink dyed autumn: it's done]

[Ink dyed autumn: weekend, see you at the top of the tower]

[The color of ink dyes autumn: "Map Sharing"]

[The color of ink dyes autumn: I have already checked the strategy]

[Inky Autumn: Let's dance first, and then go to the restaurant on the 31st floor for dinner]

[The ink color dyes the meaning of autumn: I please, book a private room, just confirm the time]

[Ink dyed autumn: how is it? 】

"Hey, what do you think?"

Mo Nanbei backhandedly gave Li Ziqian a screenshot of the chat record, and then asked him.

Li Ziqian:  …

"What else can I do? You can go if you want, I can do it."

Li Ziqian said to Mo Nanbei indifferently.

He was going to eat and drink. Besides feeling that it was a bit troublesome to go out, what else could he disagree with?

"Then I promise her?" Mo Nanbei confirmed to Li Ziqian.

"Yeah." Li Ziqian nodded.

Then, Mo Nanbei replied to Mo Ranqiu,

[Cat Nanbei: Weekends are fine, it depends on your mood]

[Ink dyed autumn: then it's just Friday]

[Cat Nanbei: ok! 】

"Friday..."

Looking at the time on the screen, Li Ziqian twitched the corners of his mouth slightly.

What is this, redefining 'weekend'?

For students and some weekend workers, should Friday nights really be classified as weekends?

And the corresponding Sunday night is a weekday?

Thinking about it carefully, it doesn't seem to be a big problem, but it is more accurate because it is more "real".

...

The two are preparing to start the so-called 'learning' plan this week, making perfect preparations for the challenge period.

Daily life has become more and more regular.

Apart from going to the toilet during the daytime, the time for bickering between the two is also replaced by learning.

Li Ziqian really is, as long as you think about it, you will feel moved.

When did he actually love learning so much!

The time soon came to Friday night.

After the end of the evening, Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei, who chose to go home instead of staying in the evening for self-study as usual, threw their schoolbags in a dashing manner, and then put on more convenient, warm and easy-to-change casual clothes, and went out to take a taxi.

Although I will go to a high-end western restaurant for dinner later, considering that it is not clear what clothes need to be changed for bungee jumping, whether it is to put on a layer of protective clothing, or take off the outer clothing and put on the protection provided by them from the inside out. Clothing, Mo Nanbei didn't wear any skirts, or even do any dress up, jewelry, makeup, etc., he didn't touch it at all.

She just wore loose casual sportswear, tied a high ponytail, and put on high-top canvas shoes.

After all, the ghost knows if the time comes to bungee jumping down like a crazy woman.

So, the best way is to...

Along the way, Mo Nanbei looked extremely excited, and his legs turned up unconsciously.

Bumping legs is cool for a while, always flipping, always cool.

There's no harm in doing this, except for the mother-in-law.

Mo Ranqiu was waiting for them at the door. After the three met, they simply said hello, and they took the elevator to the top floor.

On the way to the elevator, Mo Nanbei, who was looking down from the glass elevator, suddenly turned bad.

She swallowed silently, then grabbed one of Li Ziqian's arms and hugged it tightly.

Li Ziqian: ...?

Li Ziqian, who felt Mo Nanbei's action, was a little confused for a while.

What's wrong with this dog thing?

Just about to turn back to face her twice, it turned out that under the warm light of the elevator, Mo Nanbei's face looked extra pale.

Li Ziqian:  …

If his memory is not wrong, Mo Nanbei has such a setting that he is extremely afraid of heights.

no…? ?

He thought that this person had cured his fear of heights. After all, he had agreed to bungee jumping, didn't he?

result……?

Cowardly like this, why do you want to dance? What is it for?

Where does her happiness come from?

Isn't he afraid of heights?

Mo Nanbei's self-destruction is completely meaningless, right?

For a while, Li Ziqian became confused because he couldn't understand what was going on in Mo Nanbei's head.

But seeing how she was looking forward to it, Li Ziqian didn't say anything.

He felt that his greatest tenderness should be that when Mo Nanbei was cowardly and didn't dare to jump, he would not act as a mockery and force this person to sway and jump off and then 'Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ' Yelling.

Mo Nanbei noticed Li Ziqian's gaze, she raised her head and gave Li Ziqian a vicious look, as if saying, 'Look at your mother! ’.

Li Ziqian: ? ? ? ?

Li Ziqian, who understood what the expression in his eyes, was stunned, and his head was full of question marks.

What's the matter, your father saves face for you, but you don't know what to do, not only glaring at me, but also scolding me? ? ?

After clearly realizing this matter, Li Ziqian was restless.

He has never been one to endure.

As for Mo Nanbei jumping up and scolding him, that's even more unbearable!

Considering that it was an elevator, a public place, and there were other people nearby, Li Ziqian didn't directly say "Your mother is blown up" and blurted out.

He just silently glared back at Mo Nanbei, and raised his hand and pinched her waist.

Mo Nanbei: ! ! ! ! !

wow ah ah ah!

Grass!

Why is Li Ziqian so cruel? ! !

damn it!

Meat!

Although her waist is one foot eight, but when she pinches it down, it's meat! Meat! It hurts to be pinched!

Resisting the urge to shout, blinking his eyes hard to maintain the surging saline in his eyes, Mo Nanbei bit his lower lip lightly and raised his hand very covertly, facing Li Ziqian's waist too. Came here without hesitation.

Li Ziqian: ! ! ! !

Grass!

This dog thing, why is it so ruthless! !

He didn't pinch her so hard! ! ! ! !

So, on the way up the elevator slowly, a tug-of-war between strength and endurance began.

...

On the other side, Mo Ranqiu, who had been observing Mo Nanbei, naturally noticed the sudden change in Mo Nanbei's expression. Before she could ask questions, she saw Mo Nanbei stretched out her arms and hugged Li Ziqian, and then she watched the two of them. No one else began to interact wildly.

Not only are they flirting with each other, but they even hook their shoulders and hug each other! ! !

Looking slightly sideways at this scene, Mo Nanbei's expression suddenly became subtle.

Lilies are impossible lilies.

only……

She just had a sense of loss.

She wants to have something that belongs only to her... want to find an object that exists only for her, or only for the other person.

Not for anything else.

Just to prove that her existence has meaning.

The freedom now does not make her feel so excited.

Unexpected things.

After all, the face is torn, and if you want to walk, it is just a matter of two legs stepping back and forth.

What trapped her before was nothing more than the shackles of 'communication' and 'resistance'.

Now, the shackles are gone, but she is even more confused.

Other people's lives are colorful and purposeful.

And what about her?

Her hobbies and hobbies belong to 'others', the career she once fought for and worked hard for belongs to 'others', her achievements belong to 'others', her cultivation belongs to 'others', she... I have never successfully pursued what I like and want...

Do not.

Not even the process of pursuit.

She never had anything of her own.

Whether it's real things, or memories.

When Mo Nanbei, a little sun who is always exuding joy, cuteness and liveliness, first appeared in her life, she was attracted by Mo Nanbei.

She has everything about her that she admires.

I really want to be like her.

only……

Whenever she has this kind of thought, she will inevitably ponder:

Can I really be such a person?

me, okay?

If not, can you give me a special seat so that I can appreciate the sun that belongs to me up close?

Can you...let that sun be just for me...

Over time, this idea grew stronger.

Today, when an idea has not yet been put into practice, it comes to an abrupt end.

After seeing the intimate interaction between Mo Nanbei and Li Ziqian, she knew that she had absolutely no chance to intervene.

She won't be mine alone.

She has a happier home.

And... I just wanted to... let her be my only friend.

The most intimate, the only.

The elevator door opened, Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei ended their fight, and others rushed out of the elevator impatiently.

Naturally, Mo Ranqiu is also included in this "others".

The clear and calm mind made her clearly realize at this time that she needs to find something real and only her own.

Unlike this almost pathological dependence.

She has to... be independent.

What can make a patient collapse the most is not how serious her illness is.

But she clearly knew that she was sick, but there was nothing she could do.

Mo Ranqiu is in the current situation.

But today is different. In Mo Nanbei, she heard the real thoughts of her peers on these matters for the first time, and she also saw a case of successful communication with her family.

She simply checked the past between Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei.

Bravely communicate with the family, bravely refuse extra-curricular tutoring, bravely choose the career you like, and bravely choose your own future.

So... shouldn't she be brave and independent now...?

Starting today, say goodbye to your past self.

Because now she is free.

...

It is different from Mo Ranqiu, who walks in front and looks very thin and lonely in the back.

Li Ziqian and Mo Nanbei have another style of painting.

In a nutshell, Li Ziqian suddenly felt like he was holding a Shiba Inu who refused to take a walk.

Mo Nanbei's feet were barely moving.

The action pattern of the two of them is probably that Li Ziqian took a few steps forward, and Mo Nanbei, who was holding his arm tightly, was dragged forward by him.

Li Ziqian:  …

"I said, if you keep writing like this, you will be thrown away by your friends!"

Mo Nanbei:  …

Looking up and looking at Mo Ranqiu walking in front, Mo Nanbei fell silent for a while.

really.

After all, it was Mo Ranqiu who asked them to come out to play, so it would be rude to leave the 'host' aside like this.

but! ! !

It's really not her fault!

At once! On the top floor, although she has not yet reached the top of the tower, her legs have stopped moving! ! !

"Ink sauce! Ink sauce!! Help!!!"

Half a minute after Mo Nanbei called for less talk, Mo Ranqiu, who was walking in front, turned his head slightly puzzled.

Ink sauce...?

Are you calling her?