Chapter 2902

Mo Xi'er just felt a little ironic. In addition, he didn't have too many ideas. Her marriage to him is different from that of ordinary people. Qingmu Chen doesn't tell her anything. What a normal thing? In fact, Mo Xi'er didn't care at all. However, Tong Xiyao seems to have misunderstood her“ Xi'er, Mu Chen may be very busy these days. Don't think about it. Why don't you go out with Yan Yan in these two days? "“ Mom, I'm fine! Mu Chen may not have time to call. I can understand. " Mo Xi'er took the corners of his mouth and smiled at her. What he said was so sweet that he had goose bumps. However, the smile on her face was very calm. Naturally, Tongxi ballad, such a smart person, didn't see her attitude towards Qingmu Chen“ I wish you didn't think much. The nature of Mu Chen's work is similar to that of your father. Many times, Xi'er, you should be able to understand. " Tong Xiyao sighed and helped her dress up the wound on her hand. Mo Xi'er was stunned and seemed surprised by her words. She always knew the nature of Qingmu Chen's work. But in fact, she never realized that he and his father were actually the same kind of people. They are all people walking in the black-and-white world. Qingmu Chen has left the scene for three days and two nights. For such a long time, Mo Xier didn't think about him once. However, Tong Xiyao suddenly said that she was inexplicably curious about what he was doing. Where did he go? Is what you did dangerous? Mo Xier's mood was suddenly disturbed. At the back of the flower arrangement, she was a little absent-minded. She was stabbed by the thorns of roses several times. Tong Yan didn't notice her expression and was still watching“ So, do you want to travel? " She made a cup of tea for the three, and she was still thinking about what gang Tongxi said. Tong Xiyao raised his head and secretly observed Mo Xier's reaction“ Yan Yan, it's okay. Isn't it good at home? It's not necessarily more comfortable outside than staying at home. " Mo Xi'er returned to her without raising his head and continued to do his own thing. Tong Yan looked at her hand being pricked once every few minutes, and again every few minutes. Finally, she couldn't see it. She grabbed the bouquet in her hand, took a flower scissors, and cut off all the rose thorns. The bouquet was stuffed back into her hand. She suggested, "call my brother later. He should be very happy when he receives it." She stood up and went straight without waiting for Mo Xi'er to answer. Mo Xi'er held her words rigidly, and slowly filtered her words in his head. Will he be happy when he receives her call? The answer, in Mo Xi'er's view, is No. Qingmu Chen married her just for the original promise and didn't like her. Would he be happy? Mo Xier didn't take Tong Yan's words seriously. After learning flower arrangement, he went upstairs to have a rest. Sitting on the open-air balcony of the room, staring at the rows of potted plants with morning dew, her head inexplicably remembered Tong Xiyao's words. Mo Xi'er is not a curious person, but he is particularly curious about what Qing Mu Chen is doing now. Staring at her cell phone, she struggled for a long time and tried to call him. Her heart was beating fast. Her idea was that if he didn't answer after three rings, she would hang up. Who knows, as soon as the phone was connected, it just rang twice, but it was connected! This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.