Mo Xi'er was stunned. All the expressions on his face were like a painting that had just been written, and suddenly all stopped. Qing Mu Chen looked at her, her eyes were very gloomy, and her eyes twisted her hands that she had just played several times. Her eyes were so cold that Mo Xi'er's arms were hairy. She was just stunned. She didn't feel much embarrassed“ Don't you keep going in? Parents are still waiting at home! " With theout any explanation for her behavior, she passed him and walked ahead to main house. Qingmu Chen was still in place, and his steps didn't seem to move at all. His eyes moved along her figure. His eyes looking at her were still very cold. He felt sick and cold. Even though Mo Xier had separated from him, he still felt that the score was obvious. The pace at her feet slowed down slightly, and the corner of her eyes looked in his direction. She just stared at him quietly and ignored him. Turning her head, she continued into the room. When I came to the living room, mother Mo's dinner was ready. Authentic Italian food, tableware placed neatly, no one used, seems to be waiting for her and Qing Muchen. Seeing her entering the house, father Mo opened his mouth first, "back!" The most common greeting between family members, followed by the second sentence, is Qing Mu Chen, "Mu Chen! Why you? "“ Dad, don't you welcome me alone? " Mo Xi'er talked and did not explain“ What are you talking about? " Mother Mo gave her an angry look“ I'm kidding. " Mo Xier smiled and hugged her to the restaurant“ What did you prepare today? I haven't eaten what my mother made for a long time. I came to the table and sat down in my position. Mo Xier leaned over and deeply smelled the food on his plate“ You've only been away from home for less than a week! " Mo's mother was probably a little speechless to her, reminding her“ Isn't a week long? Many hours! " Mo Xi'er defended himself solemnly, turned his head and turned his eyes to the man standing on the other side of the table“ I haven't seen you for a few days! " She smiled at him. Her smile was no more gentle than that of her mother and father. Qingmu Chen came in from outside and saw this scene as soon as he came. The already cold handsome face seemed to suddenly frost, and the whole person was cold. Can you smile so gently at other men? Mo ye turned his back to him and didn't look in his direction. Mo Xi'er looked at Mo ye and didn't notice him. In fact, Mo Ye feels very cold. He can hardly find any expression on his face. When he was a child, he suddenly softened a lot. When looking at moxi'er, one raised his eyes and the other lowered his eyes. Their eyes were warm and gentle, and the picture was as harmonious as if the people next to him had become a third party. Qingmu Chen was very upset when he heard that Mo Ye was also in the Mohist school. As soon as he came in, he saw this scene, and his anger undoubtedly found a breakthrough. The two people at the table were still looking at each other, and neither of them noticed the others next to them. Mo Ye sat down beside Mo Xi'er and naturally poured her a drink. "This is your favorite, cherry juice. I brought cherries back from Brazil. I just fried them. Try it!"“ OK. " Mo Xier smiled at him, took the juice he handed over and tasted it. Mo Ye's eyes stayed on her side face for a few seconds without a trace. He just stared at her and didn't drink. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.