However, her husband has her own choice. When she can choose, she doesn't want her other half to engage in the same industry as Mohism. From childhood to adulthood, she has experienced too many worries about her father. Every time her father went on a mission, she and her mother prayed at home. This mood is not understandable to ordinary people. In the past 19 years, Mo Xier has been frightened for so many years. In the future, her other half of her life can choose a plain and light life. Why doesn't she choose? Qingmu Chen didn't seem to expect that she would make such an answer. Her head seemed to be bombed by something. She stood stiff in place and didn't return a word for a long time. Mo Xi'er took back his sight faintly from his face, straightened his back, and entered the house like a man who had never happened. Her face was very indifferent from beginning to end, and so was Qingmu Chen when he came up. He washed expressionless and took a bath himself. Today, he unexpectedly virtuously helped him put up the bath water. She has never taken the initiative to do such a thing since she married Qingmu Chen. This is the first time. Qingmu Chen stood rigidly by the bathtub and looked at her squatting on the ground to test the water temperature. It seemed that she hadn't recovered from her words“ Well, you can wash it. " Mo Xi'er's hand moved in the water, feeling the heat that was not hot or cold, stood up and wanted to leave. His wrist was suddenly pulled by Qing Mu Chen. Mo Xi'er was slightly stunned, and his back was obviously stiff against his body. Her back was straight, and she waited quietly for him to speak first. Qingmu Chen's hand pulled her wrist very tightly, and the five fingers holding her wrist were so white that they lost their blood color. He seemed to be thinking about something. He was silent with his back to her for a while, and suddenly said, "what if his other half can't choose?" He was taking over what Mohist said just now that he didn't like his other half, which was of the same nature as Mohism. If put in peacetime, Mo Xier only thinks his words are ridiculous. His marriage to her was nothing more than an earlier agreed marriage. He doesn't love her and she doesn't love him. They can barely get along for a few years for temporary interests. After waiting for a long time, he is tired of her. Will he still hold her tightly? This is mo Xi'er's view of their marriage. However, now, Qingmu Chen suddenly asked so seriously, which made her have to seriously think about their future. Qingmu Chen said only if. In the past, Mo Xi'er never considered if. If, even if he is tired of her, he is still unwilling to let her go for the sake of family interests? What if he doesn't love her, but he won't get tired of her body? What if she fell in love with him? Mo Xi'er's head seemed to be blown up by something. Thinking about these problems, she didn't come back for a long time. Qingmu Chen's hand kept holding her, didn't urge her, but quietly waited for her answer. Glancing sideways at her, he had been quietly observing her reaction. Looking at the slight fluctuation of her face, his chest seemed to be gently stirred by something. There is another if, Mo Xier didn't imagine. That is, if he also loves her and doesn't intend to let her go all his life? Mo Xi'er seemed to be struck by a lightning bolt and turned his back rigidly to him. He didn't speak for a long time. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.