Chapter 2844

"Squeeze what squeeze? How else can you squeeze in your room? " Mother Mo scolded her, ignored her words, looked over her and directly turned to Qingmu Chen, "Mu Chen, you and Xi'er will go there later! That villa, you know, the one you and your parents went to earlier. Xi'er's room is too small. Everything is single. You're used to living in Qing's house. You shouldn't adapt. "“ Good! " Qingmu Chen still agreed very happily. Mother Mo was very satisfied and continued to go upstairs. "I've arranged the villa. You and Xi'er will go directly later!"“ OK. " Qing Mu Chen answered her faintly and turned his eyes to the nearby Mo Xi'er. His eyes were long and deep, "let's go!"“ In fact, you can live here. " Mo Xier tried to interrupt his decision. Qingmu Chen seemed unable to hear. He walked out of the villa step by step with his slender legs. Mohism is different from Qing family. Mohism has always been a family of three. It likes quiet. Mohism is not even like other famous families. There are groups of servants in the family. Most of the time, the mother is responsible for everything in the environment where moxier grew up. Even if there are chefs, servants and bodyguards at home, they seldom appear at ordinary times. Such a family is different from other rich families. It is more like a real home than other families. Moxier's life from small to large is actually surrounded by warmth. Mohist villa, because Mohist father likes special relationship, it is not big, but focuses on warmth. Moxier's room is very small. It's really not suitable for two people. Qingmu Chen probably visited her room and dragged her hand to leave very simply. Take her out of the Mohist villa, drive up the mountain, bypass the quiet mountain road, and finally stop at a quiet manor villa on the hillside. The villa has been for some years, and the appearance and decoration are very exquisite. It already existed before Mo Xier was born. Qingmuchen first came to the villa when Mo Xier was still in his mother's stomach. Here, at that time, he didn't know what to think and made the act of appointing her as his bride. After moxi'er was born, Qing Muchen and Qing Yafeng Tong xiballad also came here once. That was the first time they met. At that time, Mo Xier was just born. His face was wrinkled, pink and pink. In Qing Muchen's eyes, it was not good-looking. However, it surprised him. What is marriage? Qing Muchen has never seriously defined it. Once in a while, isn't it enough to look good? As for the rest, it's not that important to him. This is a very beautiful villa, surrounded by many dense wild rose vines. The vine was full of flowers. When the closed iron door was pushed open, the night wind blew gently. In an instant, the breath was full of the faint aroma of roses. In fact, Qingmu Chen has only been here twice, and he is still a few years old. However, he is very familiar with it. He opened the door, entered the house, led her all the way through the long courtyard. He didn't even go wrong. He went straight to the main house deep in the garden, took out the key and opened the door. He walked in first. Mo Xi'er followed him rigidly. Compared with him, she was like a newcomer“ Wife, tidy up the room! " The key in his hand was thrown into her hand from behind, and he asked naturally. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.