Qing Mu Chen quietly stares at dawn, looking at the back, his head seems to be hit, and his eyes shrink slightly.

Mo Xi'er turns his back to his face and raises his eyes. His eyes collide with him through the morning light. His clear eyes look at all the agitation in his eyes,

he doesn't say anything or explain his behavior.

Two people look at each other like this, the eye ground of Qing Mu Chen has shock, have accident, have anger, still have some Mo Xi son don't understand emotion.

He had always been a person who was hidden from the public. Before she could tell, all the emotions in his eyes were restrained.

Unexpectedly, he didn't get angry in front of her.

A few steps toward her, even without a word of prologue, in front of a public in the room, holding her in his big hand, he dragged her out of the room.

His pace is very fast. His slender legs keep changing the frequency. He doesn't care that Mo Xi'er behind him is still stepping on the stiletto heels. He takes her all the way out of Mohist school, and the mighty welcoming team follows him all the way to the airport.

He's driving fast. He's in a hurry.

Mo Xi'er sat in the co driver's seat, staring at him silently from beginning to end.

Qing Mu Chen's calm, she does not think is a good thing.

Nowadays, moxi'er always has a feeling of wind and rain coming.

Long wedding team all the way to the airport, arrived, qingmuchen dragged her straight to the runway direction.

His hand held her tightly, as if to prevent her from scheming to leave.

Mo Xi'er was so stiff that she let him lead her to the plane. From time to time, she looked at the hands they still held tightly after they got on the plane. She was stunned when she looked at his tight knuckles.

Qingmuchen's hand is very domineering, broad palm wrapped her, as if to imprison her whole person, her body and mind, all her sky through her hand.

It's only a few hours before the wedding ceremony.

On the way to C City, qingmuchen didn't speak, but closed his eyes and rested.

Even when he was asleep, he still held her hand.

Mo Xi'er didn't struggle in the whole process. Everyone has come back. It's meaningless to resist again.

Sitting by the window, she was staring at him quietly.

Qingmuchen seems very tired, his whole face is full of tiredness, like he didn't sleep for several nights, and even has bags under his eyes.

Besides him, Mo Xi'er hasn't seen a second one.

Staring at his face quietly, Mo Xi'er suddenly thinks of Mo Ye's words.

He's looking for her?

Did she have anything to do with his missing hours?

The plane went on in the air.

The wedding time is set at three in the afternoon.

From Sicily to C City, qingmuchen didn't make any stopover. When he arrived at the wedding, it was ten minutes before the ceremony.

There is a big lawn outside the wedding site, and the plane landed just outside the lawn.

Qing Mu Chen got off the plane first and went straight to the dressing room after coming out.

Mo Xi'er followed, surrounded by a large group of bodyguards, and walked out slowly from the gangway. All the people on the scene looked in her direction, as if they were shocked.

Except for chinya.

In fact, he reminded Tong Xiyao yesterday, but he didn't care.

Tong Xiyao was shocked. She stared at Mo Xi'er who came down from the gangway for a long time. Her hand helped her forehead.

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