After a long, leisurely stroll outside, she returned to find it was nearly ten o'clock.
Mo Chengyu pressed her ear to the wall again. Hearing nothing, she pushed the door open to find only her older brother sitting in the living room.
"Brother, how come you're the only one here? Has Qiuqiu gone back?"
"A delivery robot arrived, so she went back to get her things."
"Oh, I see." Mo Chengyu grinned. "So, how did your chat go today? Did you have a good time?"
"Why are you prying? And don't change the subject. Get over here." He pointed to the sofa opposite him. "Come here. Sit."
Mo Chengyu sat down reluctantly.
"What were you talking to Qiuqiu about when I wasn't here today?"
"'Handsome guys'? 'Liking' people? Who's 'easy on the eyes'?" At that moment, Mo Si was the picture of stern righteousness. "How old is she? And you're talking to her about that?"
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