"Fate did not come, ask also can not come, really can not be anxious!"

She said it as if it were true.

Mo Xi'er had never believed in fate before, but he seemed to believe it. What he said almost made Qing Mu Chen believe it.

He suddenly felt that she was funny at this time.

Mingming's eyes are already confused, but he pretends to be calm, when he can't see it?

Mo Xi'er didn't pay attention to his expression. He racked his brains to persuade him, "just like marriage, isn't it fate? No fate, even if you get married, you may not go on forever in the end! "

In persuading him about her children, she still inculcated her view of marriage into him.

In Mo Xi'er's opinion, she and Qing Mu Chen are not necessarily able to get married to the last kind.

Qing Mu Chen is quiet to listen to her words, canthus slightly drew next.

Fingertips rubbed the temple, his face slowly raised, his long "Oh" sound.

"Is it?" Very disdainful two words, obviously, for her words, he did not believe a word.

The long finger held her face and leaned in his own direction. He spat out one word at a time, "but I only believe that man will prevail!"

A few loud words, like a small bomb, once again exploded in Mo Xi'er's mind.

Mo Xi'er's rich and colorful face was almost frozen in an instant.

She didn't seem to expect that the words she racked her brains to find would be countered by his understatement.

The counterattack did not even give her any room to reply again.

Qing Mu Chen light glanced at her one eye, lips again slowly kiss her.

His kiss was very soft, as soft as a flower / petal.

Accustomed to his rudeness for so many days, such tenderness appeared on him. For Mo Xi'er, it was as hazy as dreamland.

The aroma of red wine still remained in his mouth. The mellow smell stimulated Mo Xi'er's senses and made Mo Xi'er sleepy.

If they just do this kind of thing normally, Mo Xi'er will not reject him.

This time, however, it was different. He had an obvious purpose.

Mo Xi'er was so dazed by his kiss that when she was about to sink in, thinking about his intention, she seemed to be splashed with a basin of cold water and suddenly woke up.

"Qingmuchen, you can't do this! You can't force me to have a child even if I'm married and my child is normal! "

Arm horizontal between two people, Mo Xi son raised to lift face, rightfully defend for oneself.

Her stomach grows on her. Whether she is born or not is her freedom. If she doesn't give her this freedom, what else can she expect from him?

She roared very loud with strong resistance in her voice.

Every word seems to have vitality to penetrate qingmuchen's eardrum, beating his heart, word by word, constantly echoing in his chest.

Qing Mu Chen Leng for a few seconds, fixed to stare at her for a long time, he patted her cheek, suddenly floated out a sentence, "I'm joking with you! Really serious! Stupid

His words, like the wind gently blowing, light can not find a trace before.

He has always been merciless in his damage to her.

Mo Xi'er has never been called stupid since he was young. He is the first one.

The expression on Mo Xi Er's face is slightly close, but didn't care about this problem with him.

She looked at him, and she was trying to tell the truth of what he said.

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