Qing Muchen can't say what kind of mood it is. However, he left home so many times. This is the first time he came home. He was a little anxious. Such a mood, even if I left Qing's house for a few years in the past. Moxi'er is still sleeping. She is used to sleeping these days. She seems to have forgotten that this is Qing's house. The real owner of this room is Qing Muchen. Her sleeping position was a little presumptuous. When she fell asleep, she probably still felt uncomfortable. Her soft white fiber arm groped for the pillow where Qingmu Chen slept. She pulled it and hugged it with her own. She is used to sleeping with things in her arms. When she was a child, her father often liked to send dolls to her. Unconsciously, she formed the habit of sleeping with things in her arms. However, after there was a Qing Mu Chen around, she restrained her all the time. When Qingmu Chen was away, all the habits in the past also showed the prototype. Mo Xier also has a habit of lifting up her skirt when she sleeps, which will make her feel cooler. However, after meeting Qingmu Chen, all these were automatically hidden by her. Qingmu Chen stood next to her and looked at her skirt that she didn't need him to start. Her eyes were dark. The temperature in his eyes was very high. Mo Xier could feel the temperature around him when he fell asleep, and suddenly it rose. She slept a little uneasy, turned her body outside, uncomfortable, and turned her side inside. Still feel a little uncomfortable, she simply turned out again. One circle, one circle, another circle, it was about to turn under the bed. Qingmu Chen's arms stretched out in time and hugged her body. His hand was so quick that he didn't even wake up Mo Xier. Qingmu Chen hugged her with both arms, and his eyes slowly swam along the curve of her body. The last place where his eyes fixed was moxi'er close to his chest. Qingmu Chen's head was buzzing, hugging her arm, some hot. This woman, no bra! Mo Xier's body was very light, slender and petite. When he hugged him, he curled up into a ball and even leaned in his arms. At this time, she is very different from sleeping in peacetime. In the past, Mo Xi'er was basically wrapped tightly when he slept, and he wouldn't take the initiative to get so close to him. Like a small animal, he didn't have any resistance to him, and even rubbed him lightly with his head. Qingmu Chen has never been a gentle person. She just stared at her sleeping position for so long. All she thought about was how to indulge and how rough. However, looking at her who is so obedient and snuggling up to him, Qingmu Chen suddenly can't bear it. In fact, moxi'er has been sleeping very shallow. I don't know what happened tonight. He didn't wake up all the time. Her head is very heavy. She probably knows that Qingmu Chen is not there, so she sleeps more freely. She doesn't have the idea of waking up in her subconscious mind. Qingmu Chen didn't wake her up. For him, what he wanted to do, whether she was asleep or awake, would not have any impact on him. Qingmu Chen quietly stared at her in his arms. His slender fingertips picked away her pajamas, and his hand flexibly poked in. The advantage of not wearing bra is that everything is convenient. Qingmu Chen's skin wandered freely in her clothes. Every inch of skin was not spared, and the action was so slow that it seemed to be exploring. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.