Red lips slightly involved, ink Creek son light way, "a patch of things only, originally had on behalf of the first time ah! If that counts, then it is! "

Her answer was also very direct, and her tone was indifferent.

The plainness of the words was different from that of her who trembled under him last night.

The Qing Mu Chen complexion is dead black, the vision sharp ground scrapes on her face, seem to be to wish to her Ling late.

A woman, mentioned this kind of thing unexpectedly can be so indifferent!

What about shame?

The Qing Mu Chen didn't believe her that words, isn't the first time, even if didn't two people argue of that layer thing, he still can distinguish.

All her timidity, her panic and helplessness last night didn't seem to be able to pretend.

She didn't have to please him in this way.

Qing Mu Chen is not happy that she mentions this kind of thing with such tone!

Just think, Qing Mu Chen chest is blocked flustered.

Mo Xi'er didn't pay much attention to him. He crossed him and went straight to the main house.

After entering the room, she went upstairs and went back to her bedroom to take off the makeup on her face.

Today is the day when she and Piao Qing Mu Chen take wedding photos. For every woman, the significance of this day should not be less than engagement.

However, today's she can't be more casual.

The makeup on his face was so light that he could hardly see clearly, and there was no superfluous decoration. Just plain faced, he passed the day.

Mo Xi'er quietly stares at himself in the mirror. His eyes are fixed on his still reddish face. In his head, the scenes of two people in the forest and the pictures of last night appear automatically.

Last night's Qing Mu Chen really surprised her. A man like him, she thought that in that situation last night, it should be by nature, how comfortable she was.

His reaction, unprepared, Mo Xi'er is still ignorant until now.

He didn't look like a gentle person to her.

She stayed in the bathroom for a long time. After removing her make-up, her face didn't even use skin care water. When she walked downstairs, her hair was still wet.

Qing Mu Chen sits on the sofa and stares at her face.

Mo Xi'er's skin is very white, delicate and smooth, without any defects. It looks like a litchi that has just been shelled.

White and delicate... People can't help but want to eat it raw.

The vision that Qing Mu Chen falls on her face is very straightforward, without the slightest cover up, wantonly encroaches on her, the temperature of Mou Guang, seem to still unconsciously high a few minutes.

Mo Xi'er was so stiff that she straightened her back. She walked down the stairs calmly and turned to the kitchen, "I'll go to prepare dinner!"

There was no servant in the villa, just her and him.

Anything related to housework is impossible for qingmuchen to do, so he can only contract with moxi'er.

She was quite self-conscious in this respect. She didn't even need him to ask, so she went on her own initiative.

Such she, let Qing Mu Chen feel to have the appearance of a wife for the first time!

In the kitchen, Mo Xi'er didn't know what he was cooking. Not long after people went in, the sound of Ping Ping came.

She didn't know what she was cooking. It didn't seem to go well and made a lot of noise.

The dusk sun is warm, not like the strong afternoon, light halo presents a hazy golden yellow, scattered in the clean and transparent living room.

Qingmuchen quietly listen to the voice inside, unexpectedly don't feel noisy.

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