Almost as soon as Mo Xi'er saw Mo Ye's name in the packaging box, she had a premonition that there would be some turmoil between the two.
Qing Muchen's behavior confirmed her worries.
He moved quickly, as if he was disgusted.
The place where it was thrown was a rose bush in the garden.
After throwing it away, he wiped his hands with a towel.
In fact, Mo Xier didn't see the gift clearly, and he threw it away as soon as she got it. Her face was a little stiff.
Why did he do this to her things
"You can't do this to my things!" Pushing him away, Mo Xier wanted to pick it up, but he pressed his arm and took it back.
"If you like, I'll give you ten of the same kind!" He snorted disdainfully, holding her hand and trying to lead her to the restaurant, but Mo Xier coldly slapped his hand away.
"So gifts are so casual to Mr. Qing?" Mo Xi'er's eyes drifted to the gift box he just gave her, and the corners of her lips raised with sarcasm. She pushed him away and went straight to Gang Moye's gift. Go where you landed.
Qing Muchen stood stiffly on the spot, watching her movements coldly, his face slightly distorted.
Is she mocking his behavior over the past three days
The veins on Qing Muchen's forehead faintly floated twice, and he was a little angry at her behavior.
He spent so much time preparing so much because he had enough to eat and had nothing to do, but in the end it was all thankless!
What made Qing Muchen even more angry was, was she arguing with him because of Mo Ye
After coming to this villa for three days, the atmosphere between the two of them has been harmonious.
Mo Xier and Qing Muchen have rarely had such moments since they got married.
However, because of Mo Ye, the relationship between the two was instantly brought back to its original shape.
Qing Muchen felt unspeakably angry.
Especially when watching Mo Xier go out to look for gifts.
It's snowing outside, quite hard.
The entire garden is in a white world.
The place where the gift dropped was a lawn, and next to it was the lakeside.
Whether the thing fell into the snow or not, no one who threw it away by Qing Muchen knew, and Mo Xier certainly didn't know.
After searching around in the snow dregs, but probably not finding it, Mo Xier made a move that made Qing Muchen furious.
When she came to the lake, her feet seemed to want to explore the water.
Qing Muchen looked at her actions with cold eyes, and his whole face suddenly turned dark.
Staring at her with his eyes fixed on her and watching her movements coldly, Qing Muchen had a violent urge to throw her into the cold lake and ravage her.
Is that man's thing that important
"Take another step forward, and don't even think about coming out once you're down!" With a cold face, he walked toward him step by step, warning each word.
Mo Xi'er had already reached the lakeside and paused. She turned her head and turned her eyes stiffly to him. She hesitated for a moment while staring at him, but finally turned around and faced the lakeside.
She tentatively explored the lake with one foot. She seemed to want to go straight down. As soon as her front foot left the grass, a figure strode towards her from behind. He pulled her arm out before she fell into the water. Live.
Qing Muchen was very fast, but Mo Xier didn't know exactly how he did it.
Mo Xier turned her head and glanced at him stiffly, her eyes flickering slightly.
"let me go!"
"I'm not planning to hold you back!" Qing Muchen suddenly smiled coldly.
He rarely smiled, his smile was shallow and always charming.