Mo Xier's hand still dragged the sheet, and his slender ten fingers almost screwed the sheet into a ball. Qingmu Chen only felt that the cloth he was pressing was shrinking in her direction. He could even feel that the end sheet was pulled off and revealed the soft mattress“ Yes? Can't say? " Qing Mu Chen glanced faintly at her face and looked at her face, which was always hanging gently. He sneered and satirized. Mo Xi'er's body was stiff. Her drooping face slowly raised after his words, loosened her hand pulling the sheet, gently smoothed the folds on the bottom, and her eyes looked straight at him, "you think too much, just want to say or not." Her words are true. She and Mo ye have no shady relationship. How many people in Sicily don't know that she and he pay off more than white water? But whatever the relationship, Mo Xi'er didn't feel the need to explain to Qing Mu Chen. Did he tell her anything about him? Since they met, it seems that he has been bullying her! Mo Xi'er simply doesn't like to open his private life completely to another person, especially people like Qing Mu Chen. Besides, does she know him well? Mo Xi'er had many thoughts in his heart, but he didn't say them“ Miss Mo is telling me that I have no right to interfere... "Qing Muchen seems to want to say something, but she doesn't fully export her words, but she automatically silences after Mo Xier's next action. Mo Xier was kissing him. His slender body sat across him, bent over and held his face, kissing carefully like an adventure. Her kiss, gentle and soft, like petals passing through the air, soft without any trace. There is a natural fragrance between her teeth. What is it like? Qingmu Chen can't say. It smells good. It's as fresh as morning dew in the sun. It's so pure that people can't help but absorb more. Mo Xier's kiss didn't go deep. She may simply want to stop the topic just now, kissing even a little perfunctory. Under the shallow temptation on his lips, he wanted to evacuate his lips. Qingmu Chen's hand suddenly caught her head. Mo Xi'er was stunned and looked at his stunned face. Qingmu Chen's face seemed to be suddenly serious. He looked at her with determination. His tone was very serious: "when you enter Qingjia's door, you are the people of Qingjia! I not only care about all aspects of your future, but even everything in your past, I will invade slowly! It's better to have nothing to do with the man just now! If ever, it's best to completely clear the memory in your head! It's coming soon. You'd better give up now! Remember my words. " He spoke overbearing, word by word, and warned seriously. He didn't mention the future. With him, he was confident that Mo Xier and Mo Ye wouldn't have any future! Her future memory can only be related to him! Mo Xi'er's body was trembling slightly, as if he was very angry. Qingmu Chen gathered all the seriousness on her face, pressed her face towards herself, and kissed her lips slowly. With a dragonfly kiss and two lips close to each other, I don't know if it's Mo Xier's illusion. I even think he's a little gentle at this time. A kiss ended, but Qing Mu Chen didn't release his hand that imprisoned her. In the dark, his eyes were very bright. Instead of seeing her out of the bathroom, they were more like possessiveness! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.