The room was very quiet, so quiet that you could hear the snow falling outside.
Neither of them spoke. Qing Muchen was surprisingly patient today and did not interfere with her thoughts in any way, leaving all the space for her to meditate on these issues quietly.
I don’t know how long it took, but Mo Xier’s face, which had been silent for a long time, slowly lifted up, and she said calmly, “Who can say for sure what will happen in the future?”
The understatement did not deny his hypothesis, nor did it give a direct answer.
However, this may be the best answer she can give to his question.
She was right, the future is still long, she doesn't know what will happen in the future, and neither does he.
There is actually no point in discussing this now.
"The water is getting cold, you should wash it first!" Mo Xi'er took her hand out of his wrist and walked out of the bathroom.
The door was gently closed, and the subtle sound echoed above the quiet bathroom, and then was drowned on the roof.
Qing Muchen stood quietly in front of the bathtub, his body still maintaining the same posture as when she just left, as if he hadn't recovered from what she just said.
After pondering for a long time, a man stepped into the bathtub with his long legs. Regardless of the snowy weather, the water temperature had already cooled down. Lying in the bathtub, he poured a few handfuls of cold water on his face.
He is crazy to care so much about her attitude towards him!
Jueye is located on an island. When the weather gets cold, the temperature is much lower than in the city.
Qing Muchen soaked in the bathtub for a long time, and when he came out, Mo Xier had already fallen asleep.
But, didn't fall asleep.
Mo Xier's body curled up into a ball, almost turning into a turtle.
I tried several times to force myself to fall asleep, but never succeeded.
In fact, she is not afraid of the cold. When she was a child, her father trained her like a boy in order to improve her physique, and even took a dip in an ice lake.
However, after marrying Qing Muchen, she became accustomed to sleeping with two people. Every time she slept alone, she seemed to be getting more and more uncomfortable without someone around her.
Mo Xi'er hated herself for being like this, so she tugged the sheets upwards, covering her head and continuing to hypnotize herself.
Qing Muchen was slowly approaching her, and she could feel his breath moving closer and closer to her.
Arriving at the bedside, he seemed to have gotten into bed.
Mo Xi'er was afraid that he would do something to him while he was asleep, so he shrank inwards.
When he was not there, I tried several times to continue falling asleep, but never succeeded.
The temperature in the room was very cold, probably because Qing Muchen could withstand the cold much better than ordinary people. The heating was never turned on in the room he lived in.
Mo Xier was covered in ice from head to toe.
The colder her hands and feet became, the harder she couldn't sleep. The harder she couldn't sleep, the harder she rolled in her vagina.
Qing Muchen watched her rolling around and stared at her back for a long time. He probably couldn't stand it anymore. He stretched out his long arms and pulled her into his arms.
"Go to sleep!" A faint voice sounded above the head, without any fluctuation or any emotion from the past.
Mo Xier's body stiffened slightly as she leaned in his arms.
Qing Muchen didn't say anything more and gently closed his eyes.
Mo Xier pressed her back against his chest, listening to his breathing quietly for a while, feeling his even heat, and her body relaxed a little.
Without struggling out, she found a comfortable position in his arms and closed her eyes.