Quick Wear: Love still depends on two love brains

When Quan Jiuxi heard this, he rolled his eyes in his heart.

Her stepmother, Su Manli, did use some tricks to make Mo Zhenxiong decide to divorce and remarry, but in the final analysis, if Mo Zhenxiong hadn't been attracted by Su Manli's beauty and gentleness, how could he have given in so easily?

Moreover, after spending some time together, she saw clearly that the look in Su Manli's eyes when she looked at Mo Zhenxiong was filled with genuine dependence?

Mo Zhenxiong also treated Su Manli with a bit more patience than others did.

It's obvious that these two people are truly in love, so why would a young boy like Mo Qinghan be so sarcastic here?

But her face immediately changed into one of humiliation, her eyes instantly turned red, as if someone had cut out her heart.

She raised her head and stared at Mo Qinghan. Her eyelashes, which had always been docile and drooping, now stood up like a young animal that had been angered. Even her voice was trembling with anger:

"How can you say that about my mom! She's never lied to anyone. If your dad doesn't want to, who can force him?"

A slap mark was clearly visible on Mo Qinghan's right cheek, and it was glaringly red, making his already cold and pale skin look even more sinister.

He didn't even blink, his dark eyes were like an ice-cold pond, staring back at Quan Jiuxi, the mockery and cruelty in his eyes almost overflowing.

Two pairs of eyes confronted each other in the air, one full of grievance and anger, like a small animal whose dignity had been crushed;

A wolf filled with sarcasm and cruelty, ready to tear its prey apart at any time.

The air seemed to freeze, even the ticking of the clock in the living room became particularly harsh. No one was willing to look away, and no one was willing to give in.

Quan Jiuxi blinked quietly.

This boy's eyes were so poisonous that they almost dried her eyes out.

If I had known earlier, I should have slapped him softer. At least I wouldn't have to compete with him to see who can blink first.

At this moment, Mo Qinghan suddenly took a step back, and his movement was so fast that Quan Jiuxi was stunned.

He turned and walked to the coffee table next to the sofa, bent down and took out a wet wipe from the tissue box, and gripped the edge of the wet wipe with his fingers, almost crushing the thin paper.

Then, he wiped the fingers that had pinched Quan Jiuxi's chin just now, and wiped the cheek that was slapped. His movements were rough and quick, as if they were stained with something dirty. Even his brows were tightly furrowed, and his eyes were full of disgust.

Quan Jiuxi's mouth twitched fiercely, and his mind was full of question marks - what was he doing?

Do you think her hands are dirty?

[Sir, I forgot to tell you that the little villain has a serious mysophobia. He usually washes and disinfects his hands after touching strangers' things. If he hadn't been so excited today, he would have gone to take a shower long ago.]

Xiaoyi's voice suddenly sounded in his mind, with a cautious reminder.

Quan Jiuxi: “….”

Mom's business b.

Following her character's setting, she slowly raised her hand, her fingertips trembling slightly as she pointed at Mo Qinghan, her voice filled with incredible hurt: "You, you, you actually think I'm dirty?"

Before she finished speaking, she quickly wiped away the tears that didn't exist at all, deliberately made a sobbing sound, turned around and staggered upstairs, her skirt sweeping across the stair railing, leaving behind a series of hurried footsteps.

Running back to the room and closing the door, Quan Jiuxi leaned against the door panel and listened to the movement downstairs - no footsteps, no scolding, no sound at all.

She curled her lips. She had already expected that Mo Qinghan would not explain, so she just went along with his thoughts and made him think that she was hurt by his disgust. This way, her "weak" personality would be more solid.

......

The next morning, just after dawn, Quan Jiuxi was woken up by the alarm clock - today was the first day of school for the original owner.

The original owner is a sophomore this year, but he is a complete nobody. He doesn't like to talk at school, doesn't like to participate in club activities, and his grades are just average. Jiang Lu is the only classmate around him who can be considered a friend.

What’s even more interesting is that the original owner stayed in school for two years, until she finally left the Mo family because she couldn’t stand Mo Qinghan’s harassment. No one knew that she and Mo Qinghan were stepsisters.

Mo Qinghan never went to school with her, and at school he pretended not to know her, as if she was an insignificant stranger.

Quan Jiuxi faced the mirror and put on a light fake natural makeup, deliberately drawing the eyeliner softly and choosing a nude pink lip gloss that was close to her natural lip color.

Then she changed into the white dress and canvas shoes that the original owner often wore.

Standing in front of the mirror, she looks like a quiet and inconspicuous good girl, which perfectly fits the "little transparent" character.

As she reached the school gate, she saw a girl with a high ponytail and a blue tracksuit waving at her: "Jiuxi! Over here!"

It’s Jiang Lu.

Jiang Lu ran over and affectionately took Quan Jiuxi's arm, her face full of excitement:

"Jiuxi, have you heard? The Computer Department is holding a welcome basketball game this afternoon, and Senior Lu Yu from our department will also be participating! Do you know Senior Lu Yu?

He's the handsome and gentle guy who won second prize in the National Computer Competition last year! We don't have classes this afternoon, so why not go watch the competition together?"

Quan Jiuxi lowered his eyes. Second prize, then who won the first prize?

She twisted her bag straps lightly with her fingers, deliberately slowed down her speech, and showed a hint of hesitation. After a few seconds, she nodded gently: "Okay, then we'll go together this afternoon."

Lu Yu, isn’t this the male protagonist of this world?

I took this opportunity to meet the male lead and see what the little villain Mo Qinghan was like in school, but I didn't know that I would encounter the Shura field in the original plot when I went to school for the first time.

In the afternoon, I saw a crowd of people gathered in front of the bulletin board, mostly girls, holding cheering signs and cameras in their hands, chattering about something.

Jiang Lu pulled Quan Jiuxi over to take a look. The basketball game schedule was posted on the bulletin board, with the names of Lu Yu and Mo Qinghan printed in the most conspicuous position - both of them were computer majors, but Lu Yu was in Class 1 of the sophomore year, and Mo Qinghan was in Class 3 of the sophomore year. The first game in the afternoon was between Class 1 and Class 3.

"Oh my god! It's actually Senior Lu Yu versus Mo Qinghan!"

Jiang Lu covered her mouth, her eyes filled with surprise. "Now we're going to see something interesting! You don't know, Mo Qinghan is very fierce in school. Last time someone scolded him, he broke his arm. No one dared to mess with him. But he is really good-looking, more handsome than a celebrity, but he has a terrible temper."

Quan Jiuxi nodded without saying anything, but he understood in his heart - with Mo Qinghan's personality, he must be a "big shot" in the school, just a negative one.

At two o'clock, Quan Jiuxi and Jiang Lu arrived at the school basketball court half an hour early.

The basketball court was already packed with people at this time. The surrounding stands were filled with students, and many people were standing in the aisles, holding cheering signs that read "Come on, Senior Lu Yu!"

Occasionally, you can see a few girls whispering "Mo Qinghan", but because they are surrounded by Lu Yu's fans, they dare not be too loud.

The two of them finally found two empty seats in the back row of the stands, and as soon as they sat down, the game began.

The referee blew the whistle and the basketball was thrown high into the air. Lu Yu and Mo Qinghan jumped at the same time. Mo Qinghan, with his height advantage, grabbed the ball first, turned around and ran towards the opponent's basket, moving as fast as the wind.

Quan Jiuxi's gaze subconsciously fell on Mo Qinghan - he was wearing a black basketball jersey, number 11, and the strands of hair on his forehead were wet with sweat, sticking to his full forehead, revealing his smooth forehead and delicate eyebrows.

The sunlight shone on him through the gaps in the leaves, making his already cold and pale skin almost glow. Among a group of sun-tanned boys, he stood out particularly. His facial features were too beautiful, like a boy who walked out of a comic book.

But his playing style is completely different from his appearance - ruthless, fierce, and with a sense of reckless violence.

When he dribbled, he almost never gave the other team a chance to steal the ball. When he encountered someone blocking him, he would just use his body to push them away. His movements were rough and direct. When he passed the ball, he was so powerful that he almost hit his teammates' hands several times.

Even shooting was a way of venting one's emotions. The basketball hit the backboard with a loud "bang" that hurt the eardrums.

Quan Jiuxi looked at him like this and shook his head secretly - this was not playing basketball, it was clearly him using the game to vent his inner frustration.

On the other hand, Lu Yu's style was completely different. He wore a white basketball jersey with the number 7 and a gentle smile on his face. Occasionally, after making a shot, he would wave to the girls in the stands, drawing screams from the crowd.

He has two shallow dimples on his face, which makes him look particularly cute when he smiles. Combined with his clean and refreshing appearance, he can instantly catch everyone's attention.

"Look at Senior Lu Yu, not only is he a good basketball player, he's also such a gentle person!"

Jiang Lu pulled Quan Jiuxi's arm and whispered excitedly, "It's much better than that Mo Qinghan. Mo Qinghan plays basketball like he wants to eat people. It's so scary."

Quan Jiuxi's eyes never left Mo Qinghan - it must be said that although Mo Qinghan played hard, his skills were indeed good. In just ten minutes, he had already scored eight points, while Class (1) where Lu Yu was, had only scored four points.

The game quickly reached a fever pitch. With three minutes left in the first half, Class (3) was six points ahead of Class (1).

Mo Qinghan grabbed the ball again and dribbled towards the opponent's basket. Lu Yu immediately stepped forward to block him and the two of them fought each other.

Mo Qinghan made a fake move to avoid Lu Yu's defense and was about to shoot when he was bumped from the side by another boy from Class (1). His body swayed and the basketball in his hand flew out.

The basketball didn't fly towards the basket, but instead hit the audience seats outside the playground!

The students in the stands exclaimed in surprise and all looked in the direction where the basketball was flying - there stood a girl in a blue dress, looking down at her cell phone, completely unaware of the approaching danger.