Sisi didn't explain much. She turned and continued to be busy. Tong Xiyao glanced at her faintly and twisted her eyebrows. The wedding went on as usual and was not affected by the disappearance of moxier. What Xi Xi didn't expect was that when Qing Muchen was busy preparing for the wedding, he began to look for Mo Xi'er again. This time he did not look abroad, but directly spread from his location to find it from place to place. Recently, Xi Xi seems to be a little absent-minded about what he is doing, and he doesn't know what's going on in his head. Another week later. Qingmu Chen asked someone to customize the wedding dress! Instead of selecting one of the original pile of drawings, what shocked everyone of the Qing family was that he designed all the wedding dresses in the design drawings that Tong Xiyao used as a reference! When the objects were sent to Qing's house, an empty room next to his bedroom was full! Xi Xi passed by the room and his eyes were stabbed by a large area of snow in the house. She looked at the rows of wedding dresses hanging in the room. Her heart seemed to be gently knocked by something and vibrated gently. Qing Muchen stood at the door of his room, glanced sideways at her, stared at her, and picked his eyebrows“ Miss sissy, what do you think? " The abrupt voice made Sisi look back, and her face was a little uncomfortable“ Nothing. " The line of sight was staggered. She calmly returned to him, turned around and wanted to go, but she was stopped by Qingmu Chen, "since you have come, please refer to it together!" Reference again! The color of the west is stiff. He is preparing for his wedding. Why does he like to drag her into the water“ I have other things to do! " Ignoring his words, he opened his legs and wanted to leave straight. Qingmu Chen suddenly stood in front of her and blocked the road in front of her. Sisi raised her face, stared at his close chin, pushed him with her hand, "you interfere with my work!" Her strength was quite strong, but she pushed it twice and didn't push it. Xi Xi was helpless to him. He took a deep breath and raised his face. "What do you need me to do, young master?" Qingmu Chen glanced faintly at her face, and a touch of irony was aroused at the corners of her lips. She replied coldly, "Miss Xixi thinks she has the right to intervene?" Xi Xi was stunned and was dumbfounded by his question. Qingmu Chen snorted faintly, grabbed her hand and took him to the room. Have already walked to the wedding dress, Xi Xi took a look at the hands of the two people and said, "what the young master is doing now is what he should do?" She was satirizing that he was always used to being close to her, as if the relationship between them was a couple. Qing Mu Chen stopped his steps at his feet, turned his head and looked at her. First he looked at his own hand, raised his eyes and looked at her eyes. He replied to her coldly, "it's not my right to do anything to my people?" He called her his own man. It was as if they were not masters and servants, and Sisi was his woman. It's natural to say that. Xi Xi's face stagnated, stared at him for a long time, automatically filtered his words, and glanced at the rows of dresses. She really can't refute him now, and there's nothing wrong with his words, but it won't be right soon! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.