Qingmuchen can't say what kind of mood this is, but he left home so many times, this is his first time to go home, he would be a little anxious.

This kind of mood, even in the past few years have not left the engine home.

Mo Xi'er is still sleeping. She is used to sleeping these days, and seems to forget that this is Qingjia. The real owner of this room is qingmuchen.

Her sleeping posture is somewhat unrestrained. She probably still feels uncomfortable when she is asleep. Her soft white fiber arm gropes for the pillow that qingmuchen sleeps on. She pulls it and holds it together with her own.

She used to sleep with things in her arms. When she was a child, Mo's father often liked to give her dolls. Unconsciously, she developed the habit of sleeping with things in her arms.

But, after the side many Qing Mu Chen, has been restrained by her.

With the absence of qingmuchen, all the habits of the past have been prototype.

Mo Xi'er also has a habit of lifting up her skirt when she sleeps, which will make her feel cooler.

However, after meeting qingmuchen, all of them were hidden by her automatically.

Qing Mu Chen stands beside her, looking at the skirt that she doesn't need him to start, and her eyes are dark.

The temperature in his eyes is very high. When Mo Xi'er falls asleep, he can feel the temperature around him, and suddenly it rises.

She was a little uncomfortable sleeping. She turned outside, uncomfortable, and turned inside.

Still feel a little uncomfortable, she simply turned to the outside.

A circle, a circle, again circle, see about to turn to bed, Qing Mu Chen's arms timely stretched out, put her body around.

His hand is very quick, even don't let Mo Xi son wake up.

Qingmuchen arms embrace her, line of sight along her body curve slowly swam by, the last fixed place of vision is mo Xi'er close to his chest.

Qing Mu Chen's head is buzzing, embracing her arm, some hair is hot.

This woman, no bra!

Mo Xi'er's body is very light, slender and petite. When he hugs him, he curls up and even leans to his arms.

At this time, she is quite different from the one who sleeps in peacetime.

In the past, when Mo Xi'er was sleeping, he was basically wrapped tightly, and he would not take the initiative to get so close to him.

Like a small animal, there was no conflict with him, and even rubbed him with his head.

In fact, qingmuchen has never been a gentle person. After staring at her sleeping posture for so long, she is full of how to indulge and how rude she is.

But, looking at now so meek, so clever to lean against his she, Qing Mu Chen suddenly some can't bear.

In fact, Mo Xi'er's sleep has been very shallow. I don't know what happened tonight, but I didn't wake up.

Her head is very heavy, probably know Qing Mu Chen is not in, so sleep more comfortable, subconsciously didn't wake up the idea.

Qingmuchen didn't wake her up. For him, what he wanted to do, whether she was asleep or awake, would not affect him in any way.

Qing Mu Chen quietly stares at her in the arms, slender fingertips will pick out her pajamas, his hand flexible to probe in.

The advantage of not wearing bra is that it's easy to do everything.

Qingmuchen's skin swam freely in her clothes, every inch of her skin was not let go, and the action was slow as if she was exploring.

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