Chapter 2850

Mo Xi'er walked slowly in his direction, glanced at him, turned to the makeup mirror and blew his hair. Qingmu Chen's eyes moved along her figure. After his eyes were twisted on her, they seemed to be stuck by glue, so he didn't move away again. Mo Xi'er turned his back to him, his back was very straight, and his face was always calm. However, when her hair is rubbed, the light from the corners of her eyes will unconsciously look in his direction and stare at him quietly. Qingmu Chen's eyes were as hot as a burning spark. The soft light fell on his eyes and cast a little light on his dark ink pupil. The bright eyes were like a cluster of burning flames. The temperature of the room seemed to burn a lot under his eyes. The temperature in this season is not high. Mo Xier is wearing a long sleeved bathrobe. However, when he came out, he was still a little cold. However, when he looked at her, she seemed to be beside the fire, and the skin stared at by Qingmu Chen on her back seemed to be believed by the fire, and suddenly became hot. The hand with the towel shook. She pulled her bathrobe, stood up and turned to the balcony. As if he wasn't there, she calmly wiped her hair one by one. She stood on the balcony for a while and didn't turn into the room. Qingmu Chen's sight seemed to stay on her. Even if he didn't look in his direction, moxi'er still felt it. Ignored, her eyes turned to a large pansy nearby, and her slender and beautiful fingertips stroked the petals again and again“ Do you know the flower language of large pansy? " She glanced sideways at him from the corner of her eye, and she chatted with him. Qingmu Chen has never been a person who pays attention to flowers, and doesn't understand the romantic style of literature and art. In fact, he is not a romantic person at all. At least he has never done romantic things to anyone before“ What? " Mo Xi'er picked up a flower stem, and his red lips pulled up slightly, "I guess you don't know!" The slender fingertips cut off the blossoming flowers in the basin, put them in the palm of her hand, looked quietly, and her five fingers suddenly closed. She turned her head sideways and glanced at him. She spit out two words, "bound!" Qing Mu Chen was slightly stunned. Mo Xier's eyes darkened when she looked at the flowers. Her white fingers loosened, spread out her palms, and looked at the flowers blooming one after another. She said to herself, "such flowers should have grown naturally and freely. Why should they be bound in such a small space on the balcony? They may not be able to blossom and bear fruit by breaking into people's original life mode, forcibly changing, forcibly intervening, or even being bound by various walls against the laws of nature. " Raised her hand, the petals in her hand fell in the night sky, looked at the petal rain in the air, her eyes stagnated, turned her head, turned her face to Qingmu Chen, pulled a touch of mockery from the corner of her lips, and she said, "it's like marriage! Do you think so? " In the first half of her words, Qingmu Chen had listened quite carefully. The second half is more and more outrageous! Is she mocking him for disrupting her original life, forcibly changing her world, or even forcibly intervening? Mo Xi'er looked at him with fixed eyes. The mockery raised by the corners of his lips was dazzling in Qing Mu Chen's eyes. In fact, what she wants to emphasize is that even if they get married, they may not have results! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.