Qingmuchen looked at her eyes, clearly full of disdain, about the past 20 years, for him, never seen such a stupid.

However, when he came into contact with Mo Xi'er's eyes for help, he went down very quickly.

Slender legs step to her side, there is no temperature of the eyes swept her one eye, he cold Yan spit out a sentence, "this is not waiting for the husband consequence!"

He used the word "husband" very smoothly.

Mo Xi'er's throat seems to be choked by something, but he doesn't know how to reply.

Qingmuchen squatted out of her window, pounding on the left and on the right. In less than three minutes, she straightened up, opened the door and pushed Mo Xi'er aside. When she started the car, it was ready for normal operation.

He seems to be omnipotent. There's nothing he can't do, even such a basic thing as repairing a car.

Mo Xi'er didn't feel much about him, but he admired him.

With a look of appreciation, she sat in the driver's seat.

Qingmuchen operates the steering wheel and drives the car out of the villa slowly, carrying her to Qingjia.

There is not much snow on the ground, but the road is slippery.

He drives very slowly, probably never in his life.

Mo Xi'er sat quietly beside him, not impatient or noisy, and gave him everything.

There is music playing in the car, the classic Old English song, "when you love me"

the soothing and slightly hoarse bass slowly flows out of the CD, like the sound of a cassette. It's very hoarse and magnetic.

Mo Xi'er's eyes fell on the snow scenery outside the window, and her ears echoed with familiar bass one after another. She was accidentally brought in and followed the melody. She hummed softly.

“When-You-Love-Me......”

“When-You-Love-Me?”

She hummed very lightly. She grew up in Sicily. When she spoke English, her pronunciation was perfect.

The voice is especially pleasant.

On the other side of the seat, qingmuchen seems to be staring at her.

As the car drove past a shopping mall, the lights of the mall refracted into the window. Mo Xi'er noticed his reaction behind him through the window. She was stunned at first, so her voice suddenly stopped.

The Qing Mu Chen is staring at her to see, the Mou light is quiet bright as night sky twinkle.

Mo Xi'er quietly looks at him in the window, Leng Leng, his chest seems to be stirred by something.

Qingmuchen's eyes meet with her through the car glass. They gaze at each other for a few seconds. The first thing to move away is mo Xi'er.

She seemed a little uncomfortable, and the drive behind suddenly quieted down.

Eyes fall to the window, she seems to deliberately avoid Qing Mu Chen, eyes did not turn to him.

The car continued to drive on the road. It would have been a long drive for today's Mo Xi'er.

It was very early when we arrived at Qing's home. It was only half past seven.

Qingjia prepared a very rich Christmas dinner tonight. The family sat at the table and seemed to be preparing for dinner.

"Oh, come back!" Seeing the young couple coming back, Qing Yafeng made the first sound.

"Everyone thinks you'll be back tomorrow!"

"If I don't come back, how can you get your meal together?" Qing Mu Chen's vision sweeps to his face, no big no small tease.

Qing Yafeng is used to his tone of speech, white he one eye, very generous did not care with him.

www.novelhall.com , the fastest update of the webnovel!