Chapter 2809

Qingmu Chen quietly stared at the dawn and looked at the back. His head seemed to get a stick, and his eyes narrowed slightly. Mo Xi'er turned slowly with his back to his face and raised his eyes. His eyes ran into him across the morning light. His clear eyes looked at all the excitement in his eyes. He didn't say anything or explain his behavior at all. The two people just looked at each other. Qing Mu Chen was shocked, surprised, angry, and some emotions that Mo Xi'er couldn't understand. He was always a hidden person. Before she could read it, all the emotions in his eyes converged. Unexpectedly, he didn't get angry in front of her. He walked towards her a few steps without even saying a word. In front of a public in the room, he held her in his big hand. He dragged her out of the room. His feet were fast, his slender legs kept changing frequency, and he didn't care about the Mo Xi'er behind him. He also stepped on thin high heels and took her all the way out of the Mohist school. The mighty welcoming team followed him all the way to the airport. He's driving very fast. He's in a hurry. Mo Xi'er sat in the co pilot's seat and stared at him silently from beginning to end. Qingmu Chen's calm, she doesn't think it's a good thing. Now moxier always feels like wind and rain. The long wedding team drove all the way to the airport. After arriving, Qingmu Chen dragged her straight to the runway. His hand held her hand tightly, as if to prevent her from leaving. Mo Xi'er was stiff and let him lead him to the plane. From time to time, she looked at the hands they still held tightly after they got on the plane and looked at his tight knuckles. She was stunned. Qingmu Chen's hand is very overbearing, and her generous palm wraps her, as if to imprison her whole person, her body, mind and all the sky through her hand. There are few hours left before the wedding ceremony is officially held. On the way to City C, Qing Muchen didn't speak all the way, but gently closed his eyes and rested. Even when he was asleep, he still held her hand. Mo Xier didn't struggle in the whole process. Everyone has come back. It's meaningless to resist again. Sitting by the window, she was staring at him quietly. Qingmu Chen seems very tired. His whole face is full of fatigue, like he hasn't slept for several nights, and even has bags under his eyes. Besides him, Mo Xier hasn't seen the second one who is so down at the sunset of his wedding. Staring at his face quietly, Mo Xi'er suddenly thought of Mo Ye's words. He's looking for her? Did she have anything to do with the dozens of hours he disappeared? The plane continued in the air. The wedding is scheduled for 3 p.m. Qingmuchen didn't make any stopover from coming to Sicily to returning to C City. When she arrived at the wedding scene, it was ten minutes from the beginning of the ceremony. There was a big lawn outside the wedding site, and the plane landed just outside the lawn. Qing Muchen got off the plane first and went straight to the dressing room after coming out. Mo Xi'er followed and was surrounded by a large group of bodyguards. When she walked slowly out of the gangway, everyone on the scene looked in her direction, as if they were shocked. Except Qing Yafeng. In fact, he reminded Tong Xiyao yesterday, but Tong Xiyao didn't care. Tong Xiyao was deeply shocked. She stared at Mo Xier who came down the gangway for a long time, and her hand held her forehead. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.