Chapter 2997

Calm down, she continued to walk into the room. When she came to the entrance of the hall, the wet umbrella was put aside. She turned her head and stared at him who was still standing in front of the French window“ I'm back! " She said hello to him faintly, and she turned and went to the rotary staircase. Step by step, she came to the entrance of the stairs. As she walked upstairs, she was floating in the direction of Qingmu Chen. Qingmu Chen's back was very straight. The whole person seemed to be shrouded in a thick haze. The cold on his body was very heavy. From beginning to end, he didn't turn his eyes in her direction. He didn't seem to hear her, or when she didn't exist, he was still staring at the rain curtain. Sicily hasn't had such a heavy rain for a long time. The raindrops hit the clean glass windows and scattered after knocking on the glass. The rain curtain flowed down the windows. The small villa was full of the sound of rain washing the windows. The rain at the moment is very similar to last night. Mo Xier went to the drugstore last night and didn't notice it. However, Qing Muchen remembered very clearly. His vitality, a woman ran around for the first time for him so regardless of herself! The sound of rain last night, like her last night, was so easily engraved in his mind. Mo Xi'er stopped at his feet, turned his head and stared at his back quietly. His eyes suddenly pricked. Now Qingmu Chen sees her very uncomfortable. She knew she shouldn't care about his feelings, but she couldn't help it. Mo Xier didn't think she would take care of another man before she went out. He would have such a big reaction. However, Qingmu Chen's reaction, she didn't know whether it was from the overbearing nature, her possessiveness, or other reasons. Mo Xi'er wanted to explain a few words, but his lips moved several times, but he couldn't help it. She didn't know what he was thinking... She waved her mind and ignored it. She continued to go upstairs. There was no one else in the Mohist family today. She stayed in the upstairs room for several hours and consciously came to prepare dinner. The table hasn't been cleaned yet. It still looks like noon. Charlotte on the table was blown away, the whole living room was blown everywhere, and the petals were lost. Mo Xier bent down to pick up the petals, packed them all up, and turned to the kitchen. She had no appetite for dinner. She prepared it very simply and made an Italian meal with her limited cooking skills. During the meal, thinking of qingmuchen's care for her at noon today, she kindly helped him cut all the food in the plate. However, when he pushed it to him, he didn't look at it. Qingmu Chen seemed to dislike it very much. With a push, he changed himself into a clean dinner plate. His strength was so strong that with a click, the plate full of food fell from the table and broke to the ground. Mo Xi'er seemed to be slapped by someone, and his face was hot and painful. Qing Muchen didn't look at the ground. He took a fork in his left hand and a knife in his right hand. He quietly used his own meal. Mo Xi'er sat rigidly in his position, his face very ugly. I wanted to scold him, but looking at his indifferent face, she suddenly felt that quarreling with him was a waste of lips. Holding his temper, Mo Xier squatted down and quietly picked up the pieces on the ground. This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.