Mo Xi'er's vision is stiff, and he looks in his direction, slightly stunned.

Qingmu Chen thin lips slightly pursed, light vertical eyes very leisurely in decorate their own Christmas tree, did not pay attention to her eyes.

"Did your parents call you?" Mo Xi'er asked tentatively.

"Why?" Qing Mu Chen lazily answered her.

"Just asking." Mo Xi'er's eyes parted lightly.

However, out of curiosity, she could not help asking, "is there any?"

Only mom and dad did it for Mo Xi'er.

It's normal for parents to do this kind of thing. Which parents don't always try their best to make their children happy?

She was more surprised that qingmuchen would do such a thing.

Mo Xi'er's first reaction is what his father said to him.

Qingmuchen is decorating the ribbon, as if she didn't hear her words.

Mo Xi son body moved toward his direction, the hand directly put in his arm bend, "isn't it?"

She didn't worry so much about her actions.

I didn't realize how close they were at the moment.

This kind of intimacy is different from the intimacy of two people every night. One is only physical, the other is natural and spiritual.

After her hand puts up, Qing Mu Chen seems Leng so for a while.

The hand that twines ribbon closes, canthus more light side, his vision faintly looked on her hand.

Mo Xi'er didn't realize that there was something abnormal in his behavior. He suddenly felt embarrassed when he looked at him like this.

Leng for a few seconds, the corners of her lips were uneasy, and her hands were stiff.

Qing Mu Chen's vision slowly moves up along her hand, secretly stares at her face to see.

Mo Xi'er's face seemed to be a little uncomfortable. He tilted his delicate face, pretending that nothing had happened, and he lifted a small wisp of hair in front of his forehead.

Her face was still a little red, and the light reflected the color of the crystal lamp, which was as full as the petals to be put.

The Qing Mu Chen Mi Mou stares at this appearance of she saw a few seconds, the lip Cape suddenly and lightly went up to hook.

Mood, like a sunny day suddenly opened a touch of sunshine, more clear a lot.

"It doesn't matter." Side back face, light back to her, he continued to do his own thing.

Mo Xi'er was a little uncomfortable beside him. He stood up and wanted to leave. He just had an impulse. Qing Mu Chen's hand suddenly stretched out of thin air, grabbed her hand, and pulled the one she had just put on his arm. He put it back on his arm.

His actions were natural, as if they were lovers in love.

Mo Xi son just Leng so for a while, didn't push him away.

The Qing Mu Chen vision didn't look toward her direction, the mood joyfully still did own matter.

Occasionally, she would be ordered to say, "help!"

Mo Xi'er is cooperating today. If he asks for help, she will.

Fingertips touch his winding ribbon, Mo Xi'er's hand skillfully tied into a bow.

Her movement is very skilled, should be from small to large Christmas too much reason.

Qing Mu Chen lips Cape drew to draw, didn't say what, quietly continued to do own of.

A Christmas tree, two people spent a long few small fashion point good, qingmuchen straight toward the upstairs.

Mo Xi'er stood at the entrance of the stairs and watched his figure leave. When he was about to walk to the corner, he suddenly stopped him.

"Wait!"

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