Qingmuchen always belongs to the kind of person who doesn't seem to talk much, but if you fight back, you don't know how to deal with it every minute.

Mo Xi'er was blocked up by him and didn't catch his words for a long time.

There seems to be nothing wrong with what he said.

Mo Xi'er suddenly finds it a bit boring for them to argue about this kind of problem. She is aphasia for a long time. She decides not to discuss this meaningless problem with him.

"Come to the office later!" Qingmuchen put down the tableware, stood up, first she left the restaurant.

This time, instead of just asking, he made the decision directly on her behalf.

Mo Xi'er was in the same place, and his face was a little confused.

Did she say she wanted to go?

How can he decide for her?

Mo Xi'er has a lot of opinions about Qing Mu Chen's words, but after lunch, he still steps on the cotton and drags upstairs to change his clothes.

When coming down again, qingmuchen is waiting for her downstairs.

"Gone!" Mo Xi'er straightened his coat and walked briskly towards him.

Come to his side, want to walk in front of go out, the footstep just started, suddenly was lifted Mu Chen to pull back.

Qingmuchen's eyes take a look at her white and slender neck. He takes the scarf off his neck and makes an unexpected move for Mo Xi'er.

Long scarf around her neck, along her delicate neck played a few circles, Qing Mu Chen light drooping eyebrows, at will to help her manage, meticulous even don't forget to help her long hair out of the scarf.

Mo Xi'er's whole body was stiff, and he allowed his movements. The expression on his face was numb from beginning to end.

His action is very serious, without a bit of casual talk with her. When he helps her to tidy up, his fingertips will rub against the skin of Mo Xi'er's neck from time to time.

The temperature of his fingertips is warm, which is totally inconsistent with his aura.

When brushing Mo Xi'er's neck, the piece of Mo Xi'er's skin that he wiped was warm.

Two people stand very close, he has a good smell, fresh as the morning air.

In the past few months, she has been familiar with everything about him.

Mo Xi'er likes the taste of his body very much, and he leans to his arms without realizing it.

Her face was buried in his chest, and she sniffed deeply.

Her movements were very slight, like small animals looking for food outside.

Qingmuchen's eyes fall quietly on her face in her arms, silently looking at her actions. His eyes sweep over the two people's bodies, and he is slightly stiff.

Mo Xi'er's head rubbed and rubbed in his arms. Maybe he didn't notice it, or he thought he didn't find it. After smelling it deeply against his chest for a long time, he pulled his head away.

"Let's go!" As if nothing had happened, she walked in front of the door.

Qing Mu Chen's vision is still fixed in the place that she has just attached to her chest, quietly looking at, his vision is very deep.

There still stay her temperature, warm, with a few silk if not her hair flavor, is a rare Burmese gardenia.

Qingmuchen lost consciousness for a long time, lips gently up a Yang, a few steps to follow her out of the villa, when she is ready to go to the direction of the office building, the big hand suddenly toward her direction, will her hand gently wrapped.

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