His voice, like some blame assistant disturbed him.

As mentioned by the assistant, there are hundreds of millions of things.

However, from Qing Mu Chen's mouth, it seems to be smaller than Zhi Ma granule.

As if, for him, it's more important for people who have not enjoyed the garden to play with snow than a billion yuan.

Mo Xi'er heard him answer the phone, raised his head and stared at him without any trace, secretly paying attention to his reaction.

Although she didn't hear the content of the call, the call he received during his break time, she knew, should not be a trivial matter.

Mo Xi'er thought that he would leave after answering the phone. To her surprise, he refused the phone in a few words.

So he let Mo Xi son Zheng Zheng Zheng, looking at his eyes a little surprised.

The assistant didn't seem to respond much.

A billion is not a small number, he just ignored it?

Qingmuchen didn't make any explanation for his words. He pressed the call button with his fingertips and hung up the phone directly.

Tall figure standing on the balcony, his eyes fell on the face of Mo Xi'er again.

He stared at her without fear, without any cover up in his eyes.

Mo Xi'er raised her face and looked at him quietly. She was stunned. Her face seemed slightly uncomfortable.

She was just bored at leisure, playing at will, and being looked at so straightforwardly by him, she didn't know what she was doing, and suddenly she was embarrassed.

Two people's eyes quietly looked at each other for a few seconds, Qing Mu Chen's back is very straight, arms ring in front of the chest, staring at her, it seems that there is a trace of interest under the eyes.

Mo Xi'er wants to move his face uneasily. However, his head has already been turned off. He can't figure it out, and suddenly comes back.

Her eyes turned to him quietly, her face lifted gently.

Standing quietly in the snow, wearing his coat, seaweed like black hair, reflecting the snow falling behind, bright eyes, white teeth, stubbornly raised chin, Mo Xi'er at this time is like a proud princess.

He looked at her and she looked at him.

His eyes were open and unbridled, and hers showed no sign of weakness.

Qing Mu Chen suddenly feels this kind of she has some fun.

Even this time are not willing to admit defeat of a small stubborn!

The corners of his lips slightly drew, and his eyes seemed to be more interested.

Two people look at each other like this, what breaks the silence first is Qing Mu Chen, "come up!"

His words are always imperative.

Mo Xi son originally some don't like his way of speaking, however, haven't had time to reply, Qing Mu Chen again comes out a sentence, "below cold!"

Mo Xi'er looked at him in a daze, as if he heard this kind of words from his mouth.

"Shall I come down to help you?" Qing Mu Chen's arms changed to support on the railing, the body slightly forward, changed a comfortable posture, light floated out again.

When he talks, his tone will not be very heavy, like the breeze, but it can be a deterrent at any time.

This is his courage, light words will also make people invisible like being oppressed by a net, very depressed.

Mo Xi'er hesitated and walked up to the room with both legs involved.

When entering the room, qingmuchen has come down.

Mo Xi'er just stepped into the living room and ran into him.

Qing Mu Chen's line of sight lightly looked at her body, helped her to fasten the coat on her body, and then made an action that let Mo Xi Er accident.

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