the red lips were slightly involved, and Mo Xi'er said faintly, "it's just a piece of something to fill. Originally, it means the first time! If that counts, that's it! " Her answer was also very direct, and her tone was indifferent. The plainness of her words was quite different from her trembling under him last night. Qing Mu Chen's face was dead black, and his eyes scraped sharply on her face, as if he wanted to delay her. A woman, it doesn't matter to mention such a thing! What about shame? Qingmu Chen didn't believe her words. Was it the first time? Even without the layer of things they argued, he could still distinguish it. Last night, all her timidity, her panic and helplessness didn't seem to be pretended. She had no need to please him in this regard. Qing Mu Chen was unhappy that she mentioned such a thing in such a tone! Just thinking, Qing Mu Chen's chest was blocked in a panic. Mo Xi'er didn't pay much attention to him and crossed him and went straight to the main house. After entering the house and going upstairs, she went to the bedroom to remove the makeup on her face. Today is the day when she and Piao Qing Mu Chen take wedding photos. For every woman, the significance of this day should not be less than engagement. However, today she can't be more casual. The makeup on his face was so light that he could hardly see clearly. There was no superfluous decoration. He was so plain that he passed the day. Mo Xi'er quietly stared at himself in the mirror, fixed his eyes on his still red face, and the scenes of two people in the forest and pictures of last night automatically appeared in his head. Last night's Qingmu Chen really surprised her. For a man like him, she thought that in the situation last night, it should be by nature. How comfortable she is. His reaction, unprepared, Mo Xi'er is still ignorant until now. To her, he doesn't look like a gentle man. She stayed in the bathroom for a long time. After removing her makeup, her face didn't even use skin care water. When she walked downstairs with plain noodles facing the sky, the hair on the side of her face was still wet. Qingmu Chen sat on the sofa and stared at her face. Moxier's skin is very white, fine and smooth without any defects, like a litchi just shelled. White and delicate... People can't help but want to swallow it raw. Qingmu Chen's sight on her face was very straightforward. Without the slightest cover up, he wantonly violated her. The temperature of his eyes seemed to be a little higher unconsciously. Mo Xier was stiff and stiff by him. She pretended to calm down from upstairs and turned to the kitchen. "I'll prepare dinner!" There are no servants in the villa, just her and him. Anything related to housework is impossible for qingmuchen to do, so she can only contract with moxi'er. She was quite conscious in this regard. She didn't even need him to ask. She took the initiative to go by herself. This kind of her makes Qingmu Chen feel like a wife for the first time! In the kitchen, Mo Xier didn't know what he was cooking. Not long after people went in, the sound of banging came immediately. She doesn't know what she's cooking. It seems that she's not doing well and the noise is not small. The dusk sun is warm, not like the intensity of the afternoon. The faint halo presents a hazy golden yellow, which falls on the clean and bright living room. Qingmu Chen listened to the voice inside quietly and didn't feel noisy. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.