The world is as big as he and she. Mo Xier somehow likes the current environment. The narrow space belongs to her and his small world. Qingmu Chen drove very slowly today. Unlike when he was angry in the past, the car was like a horse that couldn't stop when he took off the reins, running all the way. Perhaps for safety reasons, Mo Xi'er experienced his slow speed rarely. It's a little way from the hospital to Mojia. Moxi'er is bored and gropes to turn on the music in the car. Very soothing English, the classic old song "when you love me", the slow flowing melody and the pattering sound of raindrops outside, like a chord, sounds great. Mo Xi'er leaned back against the chair and listened to the music. His eyes couldn't help looking at Qing Mu Chen again. Looking at his still stiff face, she didn't know what had happened to her, and she had an impulse to explain. Mo Xi'er knew that his correct approach should be misunderstood by him. He could think what he wanted. In this way, after divorce, the two people broke up completely. However, without even thinking and clarifying, she broke her throat and took it out of her mouth, "Mo ye and I are not what you think." Qingmu Chen's hand trembled in the car, and the speed seemed to slow down again“ Mo Ye is not a person who will interfere in other people's marriage. If he really had this heart, he would not have been ordered by his father to find the missing me. " Mo Xier thought and explained. Qingmu Chen's face was almost relaxed, and suddenly tightened after her words. She doesn't know that Mo Ye just followed her father's order? Mo Xi'er saw that his face was wrong and realized what he had said. He was suddenly a little annoyed. Is she getting darker and darker. Mo Xi'er suddenly found that her thinking and Qing Mu Chen were not on the same channel. What she wanted to express seemed to run counter to his understanding forever. The more you explain, the less clear it is. Mo Xi'er is simply too lazy to explain. Let him think what he wants! Why does she care about his feelings? Looking out of the window, Mo Xi'er simply closed his mouth and said nothing. Qingmu Chen took back her sight coolly and continued to focus on driving his own car. On a rainy day, the road up the mountain was slippery and difficult to walk. Instead of driving to the small villa where they lived in Sicily, he drove back to Mohism“ Young master Qing, the young lady is back! " The car was just stable at the gate. Several bodyguards came forward with umbrellas to help open the door of the two people. One of them handed an umbrella to Mo Xier. Mo Xi'er took the umbrella and wanted to go directly to the house. She glanced sideways at the corner of her eyes. No matter she was drenched in the rain, Qing Mu Chen stopped at her feet. She still stepped back and walked towards him. When she came to him, she moved half of her umbrella to his head, "let's go in together!" In fact, she was purely kind. However, Qingmu Chen returned to her with a mocking look. Mo Xi'er was stunned and almost took the umbrella away from his head. What did she do wrong again“ Worthy of being a good girl! " Qing Mu Chen took back his sight and satirized, straightened his back and went straight to the house. Mo Xi'er was stiff and stunned. It took him a long time to react to his words. Did he take her just act as deliberately showing his love to people because he didn't want her parents to worry about their marriage? This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.