"Don't be moved! Husband should do it Qing Mu Chen toward her direction swept an eye, thin lip tiny a Qi, didn't wait for her to open mouth, he face doesn't change color vomit a sentence.

My husband...

Mo Xi'er was stunned.

Slowly chewing his words, I found that I didn't seem to be so exclusive.

In the past, Mo Xi'er never thought about getting married, and never thought about how a man would live with him 24 hours a day, just like the other half of his life.

The emergence of Qing Mu Chen, although let her unexpected, he is not like the type.

However, after such a long period of marriage, I don't know when she began to reject him.

Just like she didn't reject his touch!

"You think too much." Glanced at him, she faintly back to him, turned around, she did not take off the clothes, but pulled the neckline on both sides of the clothes taut some.

Qing Mu Chen's clothes are very wide, and they are worn on Mo Xi'er's body. The length has reached her calf, and she is almost wrapped up.

Mo Xi'er's skeleton is too small. His clothes are so loose on her that they seem to be covered with a small sheet, which plays a good role in keeping warm.

Without being polite to him, he gave her the clothes, which she accepted as a matter of course.

It's rare for him to be so kind. She can't spoil it.

As for him, in Mo Xi'er's opinion, Qing Mu Chen is not afraid of cold, it's nothing to wear thin.

"When are you going back?" Straighten the neckline, she asked casually.

Qingmuchen's eyes fall out of the window, pretending not to hear her.

Mo Xi'er did not continue to ask this question. He opened the door and went downstairs to the garden.

Christmas is not over, two people should not go back.

She has warm clothes, and it's nothing to stay here.

It has been snowing for several nights, which has whitened all the paths in the garden. The thick snow has accumulated on the cobblestone paved path, burying the dead branches and yellow leaves scattered on the road. When you step on it, you can hear the crunchy sound under your feet. In the quiet garden, you can hear the clear sound.

Mo Xi'er was so idle that he took a branch and made a snowman in the garden.

Qing Mu Chen is on the balcony of the bedroom now, the hand is propping up guard rail, quietly looking at her below, lip angle gently went up Yang.

Doodle doodle!

The ringtone of the mobile phone rings at this time.

The assistant is calling. It should be something wrong with the company.

The clear voice broke the silence of the snow sea, and the echo was a little more empty in the huge garden.

When the sound, which is quite different from the atmosphere of the scene, suddenly rings, Mo Xi'er in the garden seems to hear it.

When her hand stopped and turned her head, she looked at him in surprise

qingmuchen turned down the volume button and answered the phone.

"Say it A simple word seems superfluous.

"Young master, the company talked about cooperation last time, the other party seems to have the intention to withdraw, now the person is in our company, do you want to come and deal with it personally?"

"What's the size of the order?"

"Not much!" The assistant pause tone, carefully added a sentence, "a billion, not less."

His volume presses very low, the hand covers an ear to be afraid of Qing Mu Chen a carelessly to be irritable.

However, unexpectedly, the other party was unusually calm today, and seemed to care nothing.

"If you want to add one more digit to the order one day, you can report it to me."

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