the gentleness of men, like women, is poisonous. In particular, Qingmu Chen is a man whose facial features are perfect and impeccable. He just looks at a man who wants a woman to fly moths to the fire. His gentleness easily makes people fall into it accidentally. Mo Xi'er's self-determination has always been pretty good, but he kissed his head and suddenly began to faint. Qingmu Chen obviously felt that her body was soft and relaxed her defense against him. Drooping his eyes, his eyes glanced faintly on her face, and his lips suddenly turned and went down along her lips -- Mo Xier held his head in both hands, inserted his five fingers into his hair, and pulled his hair tightly. He was still a little nervous, but he didn't shrink back. Instead, he bowed and stuck himself to him. Mo Xi'er doesn't want to think so much. If she marries him, she can't escape. During the validity of the marriage, it's better to drag him to sink together rather than have a period of love... Qing Mu Chen tonight is particularly gentle, whether it's foreplay or when it really happens. Every time he kissed, he fell very lightly. Every time he went deep, he seemed to be afraid of her pain, and the strength was properly controlled. Before tonight, Mo Xi'er never knew that Qingmu Chen would have such a side. This night, Qingmu Chen at this time made Mo Xi'er feel like a real couple for the first time. A long night. Mo Xi'er was in a state of drowsiness all night. He couldn't remember what happened. He was confused. He only remembered the picture of the two falling together. His head was still heavy, and Mo Xier didn't have the pain of falling apart for the first time in many romantic novels. She just slept less last night and had some nerve pain in her head. In addition, she didn't feel much pain. Even last night, she only felt pain for a moment, and then she didn't feel anything. All this, Mo Xi'er knew, had something to do with Qing Mu Chen's rare tenderness last night. If he is comfortable with his temper, Mo Xier feels that he should not get up today. After getting out of bed, he casually finds out a dress to put on. Mo Xier turns and goes to the bathroom. When washing, she looked at the obvious crimson on her neck in the mirror. Her face was a little hot, and she unconsciously thought of Qingmu Chen in her head. Qingmu Chen left a lot of marks on her, the color is very color, but moxi'er didn't feel much pain all night last night. At the thought of him last night, Mo Xi'er was suddenly stunned. She didn't understand why he was suddenly gentle last night. It's not like him. In the direction leading to the room, Qingmu Chen came here with a tray, entered the room, put down her things, paced to the bedroom, glanced at her face in the room, and she said, "how? Mrs. Qing still has more to say about last night? " Mo Xi'er looked back at him, and she said faintly, "I think so much."“ Really? " Qing Mu Chen leaned against the door and squinted at her, "I see what's clearly written on your face!"“ You are dazzled. " Mo Xi'er was speechless to his words. He glanced at him strangely, bowed his head and rinsed his mouth. After a few washes in the bathroom, when she went out, she looked at the tray he brought in. There are some breakfast and two cups of morning tea in the tray, which are beautifully made. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.