Qing Muchen looked at her with contempt. He had never seen such a stupid person for him in the past 20 years. However, when he came into contact with Mo Xi'er's eyes for help, he went down quickly. The slender leg came to her step by step, and the eyes without temperature glanced at her. He said coldly, "this is the consequence of waiting for her husband!" He uses the word husband very smoothly. Mo Xier's throat seemed to be choked by something. He blocked it so much that he didn't know how to reply. Qing Muchen squatted down outside her window, beating the drum on the left and on the right. In less than three minutes, he got up, opened the door and pushed Mo Xier aside. When he started the car, the car could operate normally. He seems so versatile that he can't do anything, even the basic thing of repairing a car. Although Mo Xi'er had no feelings for him, he admired him very much. With a look of appreciation, she sat in the driver's seat. Qingmu Chen operates the steering wheel, slowly drives the car out of the villa and takes her to Qingjia. The snow on the ground is not heavy, but the road is slippery. He drives very slowly, probably never in his life. Mo Xi'er sat quietly beside him, neither impatient nor noisy, and gave him everything. There is music in the car, the classic Old English song, "when you love me". The soothing and slightly hoarse bass slowly flows out of the CD, like the sound of cassette rotation, hoarse and extremely magnetic. Mo Xier's eyes fell on the snow outside the window, and her ears echoed with familiar bass one after another. She was accidentally brought in and followed the melody. She hummed gently“ When-You-Love-Me......”“When-You-Love-Me?” She hummed very softly. She grew up in Sicily. When she spoke English, every pronunciation was very authentic. The voice is also particularly pleasant. On the other side of the seat, Qingmu Chen seemed to be staring at her. The car drove past a shopping mall. When the light of the shopping mall refracted into the window, Mo Xier noticed his reaction behind her through the window. She was stunned first, so her voice suddenly stopped. Qing Mu Chen was staring at her, her eyes were as bright as the night sky. Mo Xi'er quietly looked at him in the window, stunned, and his chest seemed to be gently stirred by something. Qing Mu Chen's eyes met her through the car glass. They stared at each other for a few seconds. The first thing to move away was mo Xi'er. She seemed a little uncomfortable, and the drive behind suddenly quieted down. Her eyes fell out of the window. She seemed to deliberately avoid Qingmu Chen, and her eyes didn't turn to him. The car continued on the road. It would have been half an hour's drive. For today's moxi'er, it seems extremely long. It was very early when we arrived at Qing's house. It was only 7:30. The Qing family prepared a rich Christmas dinner tonight. The family sat at the table and seemed to be preparing for dinner“ Oh, back! " Seeing the young couple coming back, Qing Yafeng made the first sound“ Everyone thought you wouldn't be back until tomorrow! "“ How can you get together for this meal if I don't come back? " Qing Mu Chen glanced at his face and made no big or small jokes. Qing Yafeng was used to his tone of speaking. He gave him a white look and didn't care about him. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.