The expression on Mo Xi'er's face Shua solidified, and his hand holding the umbrella trembled slightly. Qingmu Chen is still walking towards the front. His back is very straight, his slender legs are staggered, and his pace is neither urgent nor slow. The rain was still falling outside. The big bean raindrops hit the umbrella surface with a slap. The water droplets rolled down from the umbrella surface and splashed on the cobblestone path beside Mo Xier. With a slap, they aroused small water spray. Qingmu Chen didn't seem to mind getting wet and didn't avoid from beginning to end. Moxi'er Gang's behavior is actually pure kindness. This is her rare initiative to care about Qingmu Chen. However, what she didn't expect was that it was such a basin of cold water. Mo Xi'er looked at his back with an expressionless face. He still stood stiff in place and didn't mean to catch up. What does she care about him for? What is a man like him even if he gets caught in the rain? Why should she pay attention to the person who won't get sick when soaking in the ice lake in winter? The Mohist garden is not big, but the cobblestone path leading to the main house is a long circle. On the way, I met several servants who happened to pass by. When I saw qingmuchen here, it seemed that I wanted to send an umbrella, but he refused coldly. Mother Mo is just in the living room at the moment. Her mother-in-law always loves her son-in-law. Seeing Qingmu Chen whose clothes were already wet, she exclaimed and came out with an umbrella. "Oh, Mu Chen, why didn't you bring an umbrella?" Glancing towards the gate, she caught a glimpse of Mo Xi'er, who was watching the scene coldly. Her mother scolded her, "what are you doing, Xi'er? Mu Chen is drenched like this? " Does it matter with me? Mo Xier was yelled innocent by her“ Don't you bring your umbrella? " Mother Mo saw that she didn't respond and scolded again“ Mom, don't you have an umbrella in your hand? " Mo Xi'er still stood stiff and ignored“ Let you bring it! " Mother Mo suddenly hated her for being uninteresting. Mo Xier had no choice but to walk towards them with an umbrella. Her pace was slow, like extreme reluctance. Qingmu Chen, who had not received her love before, didn't know whether it was to cooperate with mother Mo or for some other reason. She stood quietly and didn't continue to walk into the house. Out of the corner of his eye, he was staring at her quietly. Mo Xi'er is still coming towards him, dragging it out step by step. Mother Mo couldn't bear to see her so gentle. When she was about to approach, she stretched out her hand and directly dragged her over. She moved half the space of her umbrella to cover Qingmu Chen. Mother Mo smiled, "well, you two go in. I have something else to do." Leaving a word, the man went straight away“ Let's go! " Mo Xi'er held up his umbrella and took Mu Chen one step to the house. Qingmu Chen didn't push it off this time. She let her cover the rain for herself and didn't mean to take over the umbrella. There is a height difference between moxi'er and qingmuchen. The rain is floating. In order to take care of qingmuchen, she held her umbrella high. As soon as the umbrella is held high, the direct result is that the rain outside the umbrella is blown by the wind and pours on her face and body. Mo Xi'er took a few steps and his steps were stiff. Qing Mu Chen just glanced at her lightly, still ignored her meaning, and didn't feel ashamed at all. With him like this, Mo Xi'er suddenly wanted to kick him. But this is Mohist school. She dares not do it again. Holding up her umbrella, she continued to help him keep out the rain and walk into the house. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.