Mo Xi'er grew up in Sicily. She attached importance to marriage. However, she was more open-minded than many domestic girls.

In her opinion, it's normal to get married and divorce.

Marriage is two suitable people together, and she and he, not suitable.

Qingmuchen is not the type she likes. She doesn't like all the overbearing people.

Qingmuchen's eyes are very familiar, the dark ink pupil is like a boundless deep pool of water, dark, dark, it seems, but also with endless cold.

Mo Xi'er just glanced at him from the corner of his eyes. His eyes were back, and his fingertips turned to fall on a blooming evening mist flower nearby.

Evening mist flower, the color is very beautiful, rare purple, mysterious, hazy and warm.

Mo Xi'er's beautiful fingertips gently caressed one of the petals. She picked off a bunch and turned to the room.

Totally ignoring the existence of qingmuchen, she found a vase and put it in. She carefully trimmed it and turned to bed.

Qingmuchen stood in the room with his back to her, and didn't know what he was thinking. After her words, he didn't speak.

Mo Xi'er fell asleep to him, but he didn't feel sleepy after he closed his eyes.

She is paying attention to his behavior. Mo Xi'er is afraid that he will go to bed again to wake her up.

This time I came to Sicily to visit my parents in name, but my family arranged her and him in a villa alone. Their stay here for a few days is actually no different from their honeymoon.

Mo Xi'er doesn't believe that Qing Mu Chen is such a regular man. For so many days since they knew each other, she didn't observe it.

In Mo Xi'er's view, Qingmu Chen, like all normal men, belongs to his own welfare and will not miss it!

The meat on his lips, he will not put it away!

She and Qing Mu Chen know time is not long, but, to his understanding is very thorough.

In fact, qingmuchen is such a person!

If two people get along with each other for a long time, she will understand this more clearly.

Qing Mu Chen stands in front of the door of the balcony with his back facing her, his back is very straight, and there is still no movement.

Mo Xi'er watched him for a long time, but he didn't go to bed, so he fell asleep first.

It's really late at this time. She is sleepy and sleepy.

Mo Xi'er had a lot of dreams tonight, in which Mo Ye appeared inexplicably.

When she and Mo ye were children.

Mo Ye is a child adopted by Mo's father. Although what he does is to help him manage things in the organization, in everyone's eyes, Mo Ye is no different from Mo's father's adopted son.

Mo Xi'er grew up with Mo ye in his childhood. As a child, Mo Xi'er was accompanied by Mo Ye everywhere he went.

Mo Ye is like Mo Xi'er's bodyguard, but for Mo Xi'er, he is her family, a relative who occupies every stage of her life.

In her dream, she dreamed that she was once lost in the wilderness of Sicily when she was a child.

At that time, Mo Ye was the first one in my family.

At that time, he, who was only four years older than her, carried her all the way down the mountain in the dark. They walked from dark to dawn the next day. They didn't know how many times they fell down together. They fell over the hillside, the deep ditch and the stream. When they came back to Mohist school, Mo Xi'er clearly saw that Mo Ye's clothes were dyed red with blood.

Mo Ye was only nine years old at that time.

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