This is a very delicate photo frame. It is different from all the masculine furnishings in the room. The color of this photo frame is light blue. The pink and blue are sandwiched in a gray and white room, which is abrupt and eye-catching.
The photo in the frame is of a little girl, about two or three years old, with slightly curly long shawl hair tied up with a bow hairpin, smiling sweetly at the camera, quiet and beautiful.
Xixi stared at the photo quietly for a while, with a flash of astonishment in her eyes.
I was about to put the photo frame back when a cold voice suddenly sounded at the door of the room, "What are you doing?"
The sudden sound shook Xixi's hand holding the photo frame. The thing in her hand shook off in shock and fell towards the ground.
Qing Muchen's expression changed. He watched the photo frame flying through the air and wanted to run over to save it. However, a small hand was one step ahead of him and held the photo frame firmly in mid-air at a faster speed than him. .
The other party's reaction was quick and fast, as if he had undergone strict training.
Qing Muchen was slightly startled, his eyes moved up the hand, and he fixed on Xixi's face for a few seconds, then raised his eyebrows.
Xixi Gang's reaction was actually purely a conditioned reflex.
She glanced sideways at him from the corner of her eye, her eyes met his, and her eyes were slightly confused as she looked into his probing eyes.
Qing Muchen's eyes were narrowed tightly, as if he was exploring something.
Xixi stared at him calmly, calmed down, put the photo frame back with her back to him, turned around, and said calmly, "I just bumped into it by accident, I won't do it again."
Turning her back, she calmly took a few steps back, putting some distance between herself and him.
Qing Muchen looked sideways in her direction and stared at her back for a long time, but he didn't say anything.
He just said, "Who allowed you to come in here?"
Xixi was slightly startled, her drooping face slowly raised, and her nerves tensed slightly as she looked at his eyes that seemed to be examining an unauthorized trespasser.
Without using her childish face as a shield, she was silent for a while, not even defending herself, "If the young master doesn't want me to appear here, I can leave right away!"
Turning around, she didn't seem to want to stay here any longer, and walked straight out of the room.
Such simplicity made Qing Muchen frown.
When she was almost at the door, he scolded her coldly, "Stop!"
"Master, what else do you have to say?" Xixi stopped walking and looked sideways at him.
"Did I say leave?" Qing Muchen turned around, glanced at her face coldly, and said expressionlessly, "I have the final say if you want to leave!"
His words, like his person, are inherently domineering.
The expression on Xixi's face was dull.
Qing Muchen's lips curved into a mocking arc, and he walked upstairs slowly.
Xixi came to her senses and didn't pay much attention to his words.
Qing Muchen's lock here means that if she really wants to leave, she may not be able to walk out openly.
What Xixi was thinking was that he would eventually go back, and he wouldn't let her go. When he left, it would be fine if she left with him.
At this time, Xixi was very open-minded. She checked the time on her phone and went to the kitchen to prepare dinner for the two of them.
Qing Muchen's refrigerator here is richly prepared with ingredients. The entire refrigerator is filled with fresh food, which is more than enough for one meal.
The reason, Xixi didn't know.