Qingmu Chen's cold eyes are more sharp under her action.

Mo Xi'er seems to have its own shielding function, as if he does not exist, one by one in the tasting room.

Her face did not panic from beginning to end, and she seemed to eat with relish.

Such calm, even Qing Mu Chen almost admired her.

I have to say that she is a strange woman.

There was another person staring at her coldly. Her eyes were so sharp that she could crush her with one hand. She could still be so calm.

Mingming didn't want to get married so much. After the wedding, she could say that whether she was happy or not, life was the same.

Just married, bridal chamber has not been, has begun to calculate from the husband's family property.

How many such strange women are there in the world?

Qingmuchen suddenly found himself in front of her very no sense of existence.

"Does Miss Mo know what time it is?" He raised his watch and looked at the time. He reminded me in a cold voice.

"It's past twelve." Mo Xi son also didn't lift ground to return him a sentence.

"So late, but a man came out of his room. Should miss Mo explain?" Qingmu Chen Yin measurement asked.

"There are so many bodyguards coming in, what do you think I need to explain?" Mo Xi'er's face still didn't lift up.

She did not stop eating, very slow, chewing slowly, as if qingmuchen for her, did not come to a cake attractive.

Qing Mu Chen's face is a heavy again.

Why didn't he find her so irritating?

Slender legs slowly toward her past, standing in front of her, looking down at her, looking at her eyes under the mousse, qingmuchen how to see how to get in the way.

With the extension of his long arm, he waved away the cake she was still eating.

"Now, look at me!" Standing in front of her like a king, he ordered coldly.

"What are you doing?" Mo Xi'er's face finally raised after that. She seemed annoyed at his behavior.

The Qing Mu Chen fingertip pinches her small chin, bends over and puts his face together in front of her. He is gloomy and asks word by word, "thinking about the assets that can be inherited in the future, is it a good appetite?"

His words are extremely ironic. What is ironic is what Mo Xi'er said just now.

Obviously, he heard it all.

Mo Xi son Zheng Zheng looks at him, just Leng so a few seconds of time, didn't explain meaning for oneself words and deeds.

"You hear me." Her voice is still very light, light, like a pool of stagnant water, never a little wave.

"Miss Mo's abacus is really good!" The hand that Qing Mu Chen pinches her chin is a bit more powerful.

"It's just planning for the future." It's still an understatement.

"The future?" The temperature of Qing Mu Chen's eyes is cold enough to penetrate after her two words.

Her future is to figure out when he will be away and when she will be able to take away his assets?

Mo Xi'er looked at him calmly without fear.

"Otherwise, what kind of future do you think we can have?" Light words, some self mockery.

Qing Mu Chen's face is slightly a stiff, the vision Sen Leng ground stares at her to see for a long time, his lips Cape suddenly and evil spirit hook hook.

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