Qing Mu Chen is slightly a Zheng, the footstep stops.

He turned his head and looked slightly at her, waiting for her next words.

Mo Xi'er stood under the stairs, raised his face, looked at him quietly, his lips moved, and asked directly, "why should I prepare so much this time?"

The dark ink pupil of Qing Mu Chen flickered slightly under the light.

His eyes swept slowly along her face. He stared at her quietly for a while. His thin lips moved slightly and did not answer her question. He asked, "what do you think is the reason?"

Mo Xi'er was stunned by his question.

When did she guess his idea?

Qing Mu Chen successfully asked her to be silent.

Qingmuchen stands on the stairs and looks down at her. Through the dazzling light, he can capture every expression on her face very carefully.

The expression on Mo Xi'er's face was a little stupefied. It was one of the few times he had seen this expression on her face since he knew her.

Qing Mu Chen quietly stares at this appearance of she to see for a long time, the vision is a few minutes.

Two people so quietly look at each other, Qing Mu Chen line of sight draws back, the side head continued to walk own of.

Mo Xi'er turns her head and stares at the table full of roses not far away. Her eyes are a little lost.

The reason that Qing Mu Chen does so tonight, she doesn't even want to guess.

Mo Xi'er doesn't want to be sentimental.

Qingjia's villa is very beautiful in a manor.

The backyard is a large area of fruit trees, the front yard is fountains, streams, gardens.

It's snowing in C city these two days. Moxi'er is the first snow I've seen in such a long time.

When I woke up the next day, it snowed more.

The whole manor is covered with snow. The light snowflakes are falling everywhere. When you look out, the ground and branches are covered with silver.

When Mo Xi'er came, his clothes were a little thin. When he woke up, he was frozen before he got out of bed.

Side head, side of the man unexpectedly still sleeping.

The dense long eyelashes cover the deep eyes. Qingmuchen doesn't have any aggressiveness when he is asleep. His face is soft and his lips form a natural radian. He purses slightly. When he is asleep, he makes Mo Xi'er feel very good-looking.

Mo Xi'er didn't know whether it was his face or his soft expression, but he didn't move his eyes for a long time.

The snow outside the window is still rustling. The snow is silent and the world is quiet.

Qingmuchen is probably a natural creature who is not afraid of cold. The sheet for the bedroom is so thin that Mo Xi'er's body is still shivering even if he is lying in the quilt.

Mo Xi'er grew up in Sicily. Although Sicily is Europe, it seldom snows.

She's not really used to the cold weather.

The cold air floated in from the window. Mo Xi'er was afraid of the cold, and his body trembled slightly. The corner of his eye still glanced at Qing Mu Chen behind him.

Qingmu Chen's eyes are closed, breathing sound is very even, it seems that there is no sign of waking up.

Mo Xi son quietly stares at this appearance of he to see for a while, the hand tentatively stretched out to put on his chest.

Qing Mu Chen's chest is very hot, in such a cold winter morning, still hot like a piece of iron.

Mo Xi'er couldn't stand the coldness of his hands and feet. He didn't think much for a moment.

See he didn't wake up meaning, her body small animal like also drilled into his arms.

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