"What's the squeeze? Just your room. How can it be crowded? " Mo mother scolded her, ignoring her words, eyes over her directly turned to qingmuchen, "Muchen ah, later you and Xi'er go over! That villa you know, the one you and your parents went to earlier. Xi'er's room is too small. Everything is single. You are used to living in Qingjia. You should not be used to it. "

"Good!" Qing Mu Chen still agrees very happily.

Mo's mother was very satisfied and continued to go upstairs. "I've had the villa sorted out. You and Xi'er can go there directly later!"

"OK." Qing Mu Chen light should she a, the vision turned to the next Mo Xi son, the vision is long and deep, "go!"

"Actually, you can live here." Moxil tries to interrupt his decision.

Qing Mu Chen seems to be unable to hear, walking with slender legs step by step to the villa.

Mohist family is different from Qing family. Mohist family has always been among three people. Because they like quietness, Mohist family is not even like other famous families. There are many servants in their family.

Most of the time, Mo Xi'er's mother was responsible for everything.

Even if there are cooks, servants and bodyguards at home, they seldom appear at ordinary times.

This kind of family is different from other rich families, more like a real home than other families.

Mo Xi'er's life from small to large is actually surrounded by warmth.

Mohist villa, because Mohist father likes a special relationship, not big, focus on warmth.

Mo Xi'er's room is very small. It's really not suitable for two people.

Qingmuchen probably also visited her room, and pulled her hand to leave very simply.

Take her out of the Mohist villa, drive up the mountain, around the quiet mountain road, and finally stop at a quiet manor villa on the hillside.

This villa has been built for some years, and its exterior decoration is very exquisite. It existed before Mo Xi'er was born.

Qingmuchen first came to this villa when Mo Xi'er was still in Mo's mother's stomach.

Here, at that time, he didn't know what to think, and made the act of appointing her as his bride.

After Mo Xi'er was born, qingmuchen and qingyafeng tongxiyao also came here once.

That time was the first time they met. At that time, Mo Xi'er was just born. His face was wrinkled and pink. In Qing Mu Chen's eyes, it was not good-looking.

However, it surprised him.

What is marriage? Qingmuchen never defined it seriously.

Occasionally think about it. Isn't it enough to look good?

As for the rest, it's not that important to him.

This is a very beautiful villa, surrounded by a lot of dense wild rose vines.

The flowers on the vine are full of branches. As soon as the closed iron gate is pushed open, the night wind blows lightly. In a flash, the nose is full of the faint fragrance of roses.

In fact, qingmuchen has only been here twice in all, and he was only a few years old.

However, he is very familiar with this place.

Open the door, enter the house, and lead her all the way through the long courtyard. He didn't even go the wrong way. He went straight to the main house deep in the garden, took out the key, opened the door, and went in ahead of her.

Mo Xi'er followed him rigidly. Compared with him, she looked like a newcomer.

"Wife, clean up the room!" The key in his hand was thrown from the back into her hand, and he asked naturally.

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