"Not going?" Qing Mu Chen a few steps toward her to walk past, pass by her side of time, the eyes slanted at her one eye.

Mo Xi'er's vision followed his figure and looked up and down at him.

Qing Mu Chen's sweater collar is slightly wide, a small piece of chest is exposed outside.

Mo Xi'er always thinks that qingmuchen is not afraid of cold, as if it has its own function of keeping warm. In winter, the room temperature is so low that people don't need heating. Where can it get cold?

In the past, she always thought so about him, but today, she clearly saw a few small goose bumps on his exposed skin.

It's snowy weather. She knows what's going on with him.

Mo Xi'er stares at his chest for a few seconds. Without saying anything, he turns his head and walks his own way slowly.

Her pace is very slow, while walking in the countdown, she walked after he would stop her to take back the clothes.

However, have already walked several hundred meters far, the Qing Mu Chen of the side has never uttered a word.

Such he, inexplicable let Mo Xi son in the heart some not taste.

Looking at him, she took a few steps towards him and untied her clothes. She made a very unexpected move for him.

She untied the buttons of her coat one by one, took off her clothes, put them on him, pulled the collars on both sides and put them in her own direction. She buttoned herself in a coat with him.

Qing Mu Chen obviously didn't expect that she would make such a move, he seems to be Leng so for a while, quietly looking at her action, for a long time didn't say a word.

"All right." Mo Xi'er quickly buttoned the buttons one by one, raised his face and added, "don't thank me, just don't want to owe too much."

"Did I say thank you?" Qingmuchen's mouth is slightly drawn.

Mo Xi'er didn't answer his words. He hummed and wanted to go on. As soon as he stepped forward, he was pulled back by their coat.

Eyebrows light wrinkled, she seems to be a little tangled, two people's current situation how to walk.

"No brains!" Qing Mu Chen eyelids up a lift, light light hiss a voice, the facial expression on the face, dislike extremely.

Mo Xi'er wanted to punch him angrily.

She thinks about him. Is he criticizing her?

"Qingmuchen, who do you scold?" Want to scold very much to go back, however, the words have not yet taken off, but by his an action, Zheng live.

Qing Mu Chen arms to her waist, hold a child like, very man suddenly directly picked her up.

He was holding her upright and easily picked her up. Mo Xi'er's legs were reflexive and wound around his waist. His slender arms caught his neck actively.

Qing Mu Chen's clothes are very wide, and both of them are thin. Even if they are in such a posture, they are still not tight inside the coat.

Qingmuchen seems to enjoy her attachment to herself, holding her in such a posture, and going to their villa with a gentle pace.

His action is very neat, hard and domineering, every muscle seems to be full of solid strength, strong male hormone in his body has been very good show.

Mo Xi'er was stiff and allowed him to hold himself, and his eyes secretly looked at his face close at hand.

Looking at his resolute and incisive face, her heart seemed to be hit by something and suddenly jumped down.

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