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Mo Xier's body visibly stiffened.
Her back straightened, her steps paused, and she stood there stiffly. She was stunned for a while, and her eyes glanced at the hand he was holding her.
Qing Muchen's hand held her tightly, and his palm wrapped her hand tightly, leaving no gap between their fingertips.
Mo Xier's hand had been held by him countless times, but this was the first time she noticed the way he held her hand.
His hand held her hand tightly. It was not the casual way a man would hold a woman's hand. His fingers were all entangled with hers.
It was so close that the relationship between the two seemed to be so intimate.
The skin on the back of Mo Xi'er's hand that was wrapped by him was as warm as if it was being roasted by heat.
Qing Muchen didn't give any explanation for his behavior. He grabbed her hand with his big hand and led her straight to his office building.
After arriving at the office, he asked his assistant to move all the documents that were supposed to be processed in the company. Once he entered, he did not come out for the whole day.
Mo Xi'er had nothing to do, so he took a casual look around the room, then lay down on his sofa with a magazine and flipped through it.
She saw that Qing Muchen was so focused on his work that he never looked in her direction and didn't pay much attention to him.
Her movements were very casual, as if she were at home. Her two slender legs were dangling leisurely in the air, and she didn't even care about the hem of her skirt that was sliding down.
She was wearing a winter skirt, which was very long. When Qing Muchen asked someone to help her prepare it, the person who prepared it was probably careless and forgot to prepare socks for her base.
It was still snowing these days, so she wore it like this.
With a casual movement, the skirt slid down to her thighs without seeming to notice.
A large portion of her fair skin was exposed to the air, dazzling as if there was a beam of light around her. Qing Muchen, who was still flipping through documents, was far away from her, and his eyes couldn't help but drift this way.
Mo Xier's calves are well-proportioned and slender, but not like the models on the catwalk, which are all bones.
Her calves are a little fleshy, not overly plump, but not skinny either.
Qing Muchen still remembered every touch of her body, as if his fingertips had just wandered across her body.
Qing Muchen looked at her like this quietly and accidentally got distracted.
Mo Xier's legs were still dangling slightly, probably because she felt a little cold. As she was flipping through the magazine, she freed up a hand to tug on her skirt a few times.
Her movements were casual and she didn't look back. She continued to look at her magazine and started flipping through it.
The magazine she was reading was randomly placed here by Qing Muchen. Mo Xier didn't pay attention when she was reading it. She had already flipped through the book halfway. Her eyes were fixed on the baby photos in the magazine, and she suddenly froze.
She flipped through the pages of the magazine with her fingertips. Seeing the same content on every page, her expression suddenly froze.
The book she read was a baby magazine, which contained common knowledge about babies in various stages.
Qing Muchen was surprised to find such a book here.
Staring blankly at the magazine for a while, she glanced in his direction with a stiff gaze.
Her eyes met his, and when she looked into his eyes that were as surging as the sea, she seemed to be hit by a bolt of electricity, and stood there in a daze, with all the expressions on her face gone.
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