"Have dinner!" Qingmuchen stares at the ring for a long time, releases her hand and returns to her position. After sitting down, she uses her meal gracefully with a knife in one hand and a fork in the other.

Mo Xi'er's hand drew back and quietly stared at the ring above.

There is still his temperature on her fingertips. When the little ring is worn on her fingertips, it seems that it will be hot. A hot current slowly spreads along the place where the ring covers the skin. The thin warm current seems to spring through her blood vessels and all the way to her heart.

Qing Mu Chen canthus remaining light toward her direction side sees past, secretly stare at her to see.

Mo Xi'er's eyes stay on the ring for a long time. If Qingmu Chen doesn't make a mistake, there will be at least two minutes.

It's just that a ring can be seen for two minutes. Does she like it?

Labial horn lightly hooked hook, the face curve of Qing Mu Chen firm and resolute softened a bit.

Mo Xi'er probably noticed the sight that he fell on himself. He looked back at the ring and used his meal as if nothing had happened.

With a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, she cut a small piece of beef and wanted to deliver it directly to her mouth. The corner of her eye glared at the petals on the table, and her action suddenly stopped.

Have already obtained a license to get married, qingmuchen know her birthday is not strange.

However, Mo Xi'er didn't expect that he would remember.

What's more, I didn't expect that today's day when my parents were not present would be accompanied by him!

Qingmuchen obviously didn't remember her birthday these two days. It took a long time to prepare the villa decoration alone.

All the things he prepared this evening didn't seem to be things that he could arrange on the spur of the moment.

What Mo Xi'er doesn't understand is why he did so much for her?

Qingmuchen is never the one who will explain things to anyone. He didn't say anything after finishing the meal.

After dinner, qingmuchen didn't seem to return to Qingjia's plan, squatting in the living room lazily decorated the Christmas tree.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. He should be prepared to spend Christmas here.

For Mo Xi'er, it only depends on whether he is at home or not.

Where he lives is the same for her.

Also did not mention back to the matter, Mo Xi son finished eating up and down in the villa to visit.

After visiting the floors one by one, when passing by qingmuchen, he suddenly grabbed him.

Pulling her to his side, pressing her to sit down, he handed her a piece of golden silk in his hand, "help, together!"

"Do you have this kind of festival?" Mo Xi'er took the things in his hand and squatted down in front of him. He was not afraid to hear them, and he said, "it's naive!"

Qing Mu Chen cold thin ground swept her one eye, very cold Yan ground corrects, "help you pass."

Mo Xi'er's smile at the corner of his mouth slowly converged and stopped playing with silk.

"I've been a long time."

"Is it?" Qing Mu Chen didn't refute her words, just, tone how to listen to all seem to be in doubt.

Mo Xi'er has loved Christmas since he was a child, though it has not been for a long time.

Because it's next to your birthday.

For her, Christmas is like three consecutive birthdays.

At that time, like every child, she was looking forward to gifts.

Christmas can keep her looking forward to every day for three days.

Just, how does Qing Mu Chen know this?

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