Domineering of the giants: the little sweetheart of the young army

Reminiscent of Aunt Mo's reaction just now, Long Qingtian finally understood what the girl was thinking.

Looking at her agile eyes, Long Qingtian somehow didn't tell the truth.

In fact, nothing major happened, but Long Qingtian knew the reason for the quarrel between Mo Jiu and Mo Jiayi, and used some means to help Mo Jiu restore the truth, so that Mo Jiayi could see the true face of the so-called Sister Li.

The deep eyes were slightly condensed, and there was a hint of a smile. Long Qingtian stretched out his hand to cover her with a quilt, and said three words coldly: "Don't think about it."

"Actually, I am very strong. Really, tell me, how many days do I have left to live?"

At least give her some time to deal with the funeral!

Although, she really didn't have many friends worth saying goodbye to.But all these years, besides going to school, she tried every means to make money every day, and she never enjoyed life!

Long Qingtian felt that the girl in front of her had too much imagination!

Just about to explain something, but suddenly heard the joyful voices of Mo Jiayi and Jiang Li outside the door, "Miss Jiang, why are you here?"

"Aunt Mo, I'm here with Dad for a physical examination. I heard that Brother Tian is here, so I came here to see who is in poor health?" The gentle and generous voice revealed a mature charm.

Unlike Jiang Li's Xiaojia Biyu and Chu Chupi, this person can be determined to be a mature woman with her own pride just by hearing her voice.

Just, Brother Tian?

This is called too affectionate, too enthusiastic!

Feeling a little displeased, Mo Jiu's eyes flashed a hint of hostility.

Mo Jiayi immediately explained: "It's inside! Our little Jiu has a fever, it's nothing serious."

With a creak, the door opened.

"Brother Tian!" Accompanied by the woman's excited cry, Mo Jiu saw her at a glance.

The woman was wearing a generous knee-length dress inlaid with sapphires. Her exposed calves were white and slender, and her slender waist walked with her, which could be seen in her hands.

She just stood at the door, forming an elegant landscape.

Jiang Yichun, with a rich family background and a beautiful and dignified appearance, is the object of competition among the nobles in the capital. However, thousands of men fall under her pomegranate skirt, but she has never befriended a single one.

Everyone in the upper class knew that she, Jiang Yichun, liked Long Qingtian.

Mo Jiu looked at the other party's elegant demeanor, and then looked down at his hospital gown, and suddenly felt that in front of the other party, he was a dick.

My heart tightened inexplicably, I struggled to sit up from the bed, took Long Qingtian's arm, and said like a declaration of possession: "Brother, who is she?"

The impolite question and the hostile voice only made Jiang Yichun stunned for a moment before he came back to his senses.

Thinking of Mr. Long's efforts to bring the Long family and the Mo family together, Jiang Yichun smiled gracefully, walked in with nobility and carelessness, "Little sister, hello, I am Jiang Yichun, your brother's friend."

The word "your brother" was emphasized in the words, which blurred the relationship between Mo Jiu and Long Qingtian.

"My surname is not Long."

If he couldn't even understand the meaning of Jiang Yichun's words, Mo Jiu would be wandering the streets for nothing, so he retorted bluntly.

"Miss Jiang, I'm sorry, she has a childish temper, don't mind her." Mo Jiayi walked in at the right time, spoke politely, and gave Mo Jiu a sideways look, signaling her not to speak indiscriminately.

Jiang Yichun smiled gently: "Aunt Mo, it's all right."

Knowing that Long Qingtian was cold-tempered, Mo Jiayi and Jiang Li stayed in the room, chatting with Jiang Yichun sentence by sentence.

While chatting, Jiang Yichun casually took out an apple from the nearby fruit plate, peeled it skillfully and handed it to Long Qingtian, "Brother Tian, ​​eat an apple, your lips are dry."