Mo Xier seems to sleep very heavily. Her petite body curls up on the bed, her white and thin arms are casually placed on the snow-white quilt, her long hair is scattered like seaweed, and her white face is gently buried. When she falls asleep, she looks like a very quiet angel in qingmuchen's eyes. Angel, this is the impression she gave him. The first time he felt this way was when she snuggled up to him. Now, she didn't do anything, but fell asleep quietly. Qingmu Chen still felt so. Moxi'er's facial features are originally very delicate. Her body always shows a spirit like ethereal temperament, like the most beautiful oriental doll, exquisite, beautiful and elegant. The angel is as holy and beautiful as before. At this moment, Qingmu Chen is not the same as before. The only word that pops out of his head is destruction. At this moment, looking at her so quietly, he had an impulse to cherish her. Keep her beauty well, so that all her shining points can only bloom for him! Qing Muchen stood by her bed for a long time. He looked at her like this and didn't feel bored. Mo Xi'er slept heavily. When he woke up, it was almost night. Qingmu Chen is still in the room, sitting on the balcony facing her, looking at a document casually. Mo Xi'er turned his head and stared at him. He was a little surprised that he didn't go out. Doodle doodle! In the room, the telephone rang suddenly at this time. Mo Xi'er's cell phone rings, and Mo's mother calls. Mo Xi'er felt a lot happier when he saw the caller ID number“ Mom, what's up? " When she picked up the phone, her voice was a little light hoarse“ Just woke up? " Mother Mo asked with a smile“ I slept last night. " Mo Xier was a little embarrassed. She didn't know what she said, but mother Mo, as a past person, understood all the incompletely expressed meanings in her words“ Mu Chen is also at home? " Asked again, mother Mo's smile deepened“ Um. " Mo Xi'er didn't know she was at the bottom, and answered honestly“ Really? " Mother Mo coughed softly, pursed her lips, and went back to business, "Xi'er, is your birthday coming soon? Mom called to tell you that your father has something to do in a few days and has to live abroad for a while. Maybe he can't come on your birthday. " Moxier's annual birthday is before Christmas, December. Every time in the past, Mo's father and mother accompanied her. I can't go this time. Mother Mo was not used to it. However, she was relieved to think that Qingmu Chen was also there. Maybe she really went with her father Mo that day, but it was superfluous! Mo Xi'er doesn't care about these people. He doesn't remember it at all. After such a reminder, she suddenly reacted“ Mom, it's okay. " After comforting mother Mo, they talked again and hung up. The specific date of moxier's 19th birthday is December 23, Christmas Eve, next to Christmas. City C is a beautiful seaside city. It doesn't snow much. However, it unexpectedly snowed around Christmas this year. A long snow, at the beginning, didn't stop for several days. Mother Mo really didn't come the day before Christmas Eve. Mo Xier didn't take his birthday to heart. During the day, he accompanied Tong Yan to a great night. When I came back, 7 p.m. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.