Qing Muchen, who was still walking while holding her in his arms, slowed down and Mo Xier clearly felt that his body stiffened for a moment.
Mo Xi'er's eyes turned slightly in his direction, and she looked at his engraved profile in silence, and was slightly startled.
Qing Muchen was silent for a long time after her words. When Mo Xi'er thought he would directly hurt her, he raised his thin lips and replied lightly, "I just thought about it."
Just thought about it.
That's it.
There is no reason, it all depends on the mood.
This has always been his style.
Whatever you want to do, just do it. There are not so many reasons, and you won't waste time thinking about it.
In fact, his answer was within Mo Xi'er's expectation.
However, after receiving confirmation from him, Mo Xier was a little disappointed.
"Let's go!" She said calmly without arguing with him about their postures. She put her thoughts away.
Qing Muchen didn't say anything, he hugged her and walked straight towards the villa.
It was evening when he was working.
The journey back to the villa took just a few minutes, but today it took him nearly half an hour.
Mo Xier didn't know how many times the two of them walked around in the garden.
When she returned to the villa, she only saw that Qing Muchen's coat was densely covered with snowflakes.
Mo Xi'er turned her head and stared at him quietly, shaking his coat, and inexplicably remembered the scene of the two of them coming back.
The strength of his arms when he held her arms, the pimples on his skin caused by the cold when he took off his coat to her, the generosity of his hands when he held hers, and the warmth of his chest...
Was it a simple whim that he did so much tonight
Inexplicably, Mo Xier felt a little ironic.
However, isn't it normal for someone like Qing Muchen to do such a thing
She didn't take this matter too seriously, put her thoughts aside, and went straight upstairs.
When she came to the bedroom, she took off her clothes.
Qing Muchen had been tormenting him in the office for so long during the day, but the two of them had done nothing. Jueye Island would never find such a thing as medicine. As long as Mo Xier thought about the possible consequences of the two of them doing such a thing, I felt a little scared.
Entering the bathroom, she locked herself in the shower and took a long shower. Before she could get out of the shower, her phone suddenly rang.
"Your dad!" Qing Muchen's voice came from the bedroom. It was rare for him to be kind, but he was actually in the mood to remind her today.
"I know." Mo Xier put on her clothes in a few moments, opened the bathroom door, took the phone from his hand, and turned around and walked aside.
"Dad, what's wrong?"
"Xi'er, something happened to Mo Ye, do you want to come back?"
"What did you say?"
"Something happened to Mo Ye! The situation is not good!"
Qing Muchen stood in the room, turning his head and staring at her quietly.
He couldn't hear the conversation between Mo Xi'er and Mo's father, but he could clearly see Mo Xi'er's hand holding the phone trembling.
Like, he was shocked by something.
Qing Muchen looked at her like this quietly and raised his eyebrows.
Mo Xier's call ended quickly, and she hung up in less than a minute.
She turned around and put the phone behind her. When she entered the room, her face seemed a little panicked.
"What's wrong?"
"I..." Mo Xier raised her face, her gaze fell quietly on his eyes. Looking at the inquiring eyes, she hesitated and said, "Something happened over there in Sicily, I have to go back!"