"Fate didn't come. I can't ask for it. I can't hurry!" She spoke as if it were true. Mo Xi'er never believed in fate in the past, but he seemed to believe it. His words almost made Qing Mu Chen believe it. He suddenly felt that she was a little funny at this time. Obviously, his eyes have been disordered, but he pretends to be calm and thinks he can't see it? Mo Xier didn't pay attention to his expression and racked his brains trying to convince him, "just like marriage, isn't it fate? No fate, even if you get married, you may not go on forever in the end! " When she persuaded his children about it, she did not forget to instill her marriage concept into him. In Mo Xi'er's opinion, even if she and Qing Mu Chen are married, they may not be able to go all the way to the last kind. Qing Mu Chen listened to her words quietly, and the corners of his eyes twitched slightly. His fingertips rubbed his temples, his face raised slowly, and he made a long "Oh" sound“ Really? " Very disdainful words. Obviously, he didn't believe a word of her words. The long finger held her face and leaned in his own direction. He spit out a sentence word by word, "but I only believe that man can conquer heaven!" A few loud words, like a small bomb, sounded again in Mo Xi'er's mind. Mo Xier's colorful face a second ago was almost frozen in an instant. She didn't seem to expect that the words she racked her brains to find would be countered by his understatement. The counterattack did not even give her any room to reply again. Qingmu Chen glanced at her lightly, and his lips kissed her slowly again. His kiss was very soft, as soft as a flower / petal. Accustomed to his rudeness for so many days, such tenderness appeared in him. For Mo Xi'er, it was as hazy as fantasy. The aroma of red wine still remained in his mouth. The mellow smell stimulated moxier's senses and made moxier sleepy. If they just do such things normally, Mo Xi'er will not reject him. However, this time is different. He has an obvious purpose. Mo Xi'er was so dizzy when he kissed her that she was about to sink in. Thinking of his intention, she seemed to have been splashed with cold water and suddenly woke up“ Qing Muchen, you can't do this! Even if I get married and consider the children normal, you can't force me to! " With his arms between them, Mo Xi'er raised his face and defended himself. Her stomach grows on her. Whether she is born or not is her freedom. If she doesn't give this freedom to her, what else can she expect from him? She roared loudly, with a strong resistance in her tone. Every word seemed to have vitality, penetrating Qingmu Chen's eardrum, knocking his heart, word by word, constantly echoing in his chest. Qing Mu Chen was stunned for a few seconds and stared at her for a while. He patted her on the cheek and suddenly said, "I'm kidding you! Really! Stupid! " His words, like the wind blowing gently, were too light to find a trace before. He has always been merciless in his harm to her. Mo Xier has never been called stupid since he was a child. He is the first. The expression on Mo Xi'er's face was slightly closed, but he didn't care about the problem with him. She looked at him. She was trying to tell the truth of what he said. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.