Mo Xi'er twisted his eyebrows and glanced at him. He's provoking her? Qingmu Chen's slender legs changed into an overlapping posture, his arms lazily supported his head, his eyes fell on her, and his face was lazily waiting for her action. Mo Xier's face was stiff, and he stood still. She seemed to be struggling. She was silent for about a few minutes. She seemed to have figured it out. Her hand was stiff, stretched out to the bowl, and finally picked up the spoon. She took a spoonful of soup and sent it to his side. There was no expression on her face, "here!"“ Miss Mo seems very reluctant? " Qing Muchen just glanced at the spoon close at her eyes and didn't take it. Mo Xi'er's face was just stiff and sank directly. Does he still want her to laugh in front of him? Qingmu Chen looked at her lazily, as if he was very interested in her next reaction“ Don't go too far! " Mo Xi'er ignored his words and put the spoon in front of him again. Two seconds later, Qingmu Chen didn't take it. Mo Xier continued to wait for a while. Ten seconds later, Qingmu Chen still didn't take it. He just stared at her and seemed to be very persistent about the problem just now. However, his words are extremely ironic in Mo Xi'er's eyes. She didn't come here to laugh when she promised to get married! Her face was blue and white, like a palette, with beautiful colors. Her face is actually very smelly. Normal people don't like someone to put a smelly face on themselves. However, Qingmu Chen doesn't seem to reject it, and even appreciates it with relish. His expression, in the eyes of Mo Xier, was like watching a monkey playing tricks! Realizing this problem, all the expressions of Mo Xi'er suddenly stopped. Fortunately, Qing Muchen didn't embarrass her too much. Holding her small face in his palm, he gently stroked her skin with his fingers. He kneaded her face like a dough and manually made her face look better. Mo Xi'er was speechless about his movements, but he didn't stop them. Qingmu Chen stared at her up and down like a doll. Looking at her face softened a lot, she seemed satisfied. She was in a happy mood and put the soup she sent into her mouth. She didn't even need to continue feeding. He took the bowl directly. He drank the soup in three or two times“ Go! " Walking ahead, he took her one step upstairs“ Is the branch office in the next city still going? " Mo Xier followed him and asked his most concerned questions as he walked“ Want me to go? " Qing Mu Chen stopped his steps and glanced at her“ No, I just don't want to delay your work. " Mo Xi'er doesn't recognize it“ Really? " Qing Mu Chen took back his sight and said faintly. He didn't know whether he was questioning her words or echoing softly“ So, are you still going? " Mo Xier is very persistent on this issue. He walked a few steps forward and asked again“ Go, why not! You can't live up to your wife's kindness, can you? " Qing Mu Chen squinted at her from the corner of his eye, smiling but not smiling, with obvious banter. Mo Xier breathed a long sigh. Just let him go. With his busy work, he is not at home six days out of seven days a week. Even if they get married, her life will not be too sad. At this time, Mo Xi'er thought so, but this idea didn't last for two seconds, but it was broken by Qingmu Chen's next sentence, "go with me!" This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.