Mo Xier slept unexpectedly and steadily tonight. After a long night's sleep, I woke up the next day after nine o'clock. After several days of continuous snow, I stood on the balcony and looked out. At night, the whole island was in a silver world. Snow on the mountains, silver trees and snow on the ground decorate this small island very beautiful. Mo Xi'er stretched comfortably, stood in front of the balcony, quietly stared at the room and looked at the mountain view. After a burst of cold air, she pulled up the collar of her clothes. Half of her small face was buried in the collar and turned into the house. This is the second time she came to Jueyi. She is not familiar with it, but she will not be strange. When she went downstairs, Qing Muchen was not there and left her a note. The message is very simple, just a simple sentence: I went to work, there is in the breakfast kitchen. Mo Xi'er looked at the note quietly for a while, and the corners of his lips tilted slightly. She didn't care about any itinerary of Qingmu Chen, but he suddenly took the initiative to report to her. Her mood was a little happy. Staring at it, he was distracted for a while. Mo Xier put down the note and turned to the kitchen. The breakfast should be prepared by Qing Muchen's servant. She doesn't know when it was made. Mo Xier slept soundly last night and was not disturbed at all. She took the baked bread out of the oven, spread some jam and nibbled. She poured herself a glass of milk and drank it while visiting the room. According to her previous understanding of Qingmu Chen, he should have a lot of accumulated things to deal with every place he goes. At least, she and he should not leave the island today. Moxier had visited the whole island yesterday. At present, he had nothing to do. He walked around the villa alone, thought about it, and went to the kitchen to find out the ingredients for lunch. Qingmu Chen will come back at noon, she doesn't know. She was so bored that she prepared a lot of lunch as an exercise in cooking. It was already half past twelve when a sumptuous meal was completely over. When Mo Xier came out of the kitchen, he raised his mobile phone and looked at the time. It's so late that he shouldn't come back. A man came to the table and sat down with tableware. He wanted to eat. He just stared at the full table of food and looked at the empty position across the table. Mo Xier had no appetite for nothing. When the tableware was put aside, Mo Xi'er quietly stared at the position opposite him and decided to wait. What if he comes back? She sat at the table for more than an hour. At two o'clock, there was a sound of people pushing the door outside the villa. Mo Xi'er looked at the source of the sound and silently stared at the direction of the door for a few seconds. Her eyes stagnated. In the garden, the sound of sound, sound, sound footsteps came. The steady and powerful pace is Qingmu Chen's. Mo Xi'er stared at the direction of the hall door. He didn't react. He suddenly appeared. Qingmu Chen's footsteps are still approaching the house step by step. A few seconds later, the man appeared at the entrance of the hall. He looked sideways at her and looked at her sitting at the table. He seemed to be stunned. The two men looked at each other so quietly. Qing Mu Chen's eyes stayed on the food on the table. Mo Xi'er was surprised that he came back. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.