However, Qing Muchen's expression was always very pale, so pale that there was really no sign of seriousness on his face.
Mo Xi'er breathed a sigh of relief because of him.
Regardless of whether he was serious or just toying with her, Mo Xier only cared about the final result that he would stop her.
In this marriage, she no longer has the right to choose freely, and she has no power at all about her future children.
Mo Xier was very insistent on this, but luckily he held back.
Qing Muchen turned slightly out of the corner of his eye and glanced at her relieved face without any trace. Looking at her who seemed to have taken off a burden, he pinched the screen of the narrator's phone hard with his fingertips.
His force was so strong that the phone screen seemed to shake slightly.
How many people dream of something that she is so resistant to
Qing Muchen is unhappy, very unhappy!
The mood that was originally sunny today suddenly became gloomy.
Mo Xi'er didn't look in his direction. When he didn't regret it, she ducked out of his arms and trotted to the bathroom to wash up.
The bathroom door was slammed shut. She stayed in there for a long time. When she came out, Qing Muchen's face was still gloomy.
Mo Xi'er looked in his direction and stared at him blankly for a few seconds. She was stunned, but said nothing.
"I'm going downstairs to say hello to everyone." As if nothing had happened, she went straight downstairs.
After being away from home for so many days, she didn't let her family see her when she came back. Yu Li, she should go down.
After she left, she didn't come back upstairs for a long time.
Qing Muchen saw her at dinner. The two of them were sitting at the dining table. She didn't know if she was avoiding his sight on purpose. Her head was lowered from beginning to end, and she was very focused on the meal.
Qing Muchen had been very low-pressure all night, and his face was gloomy at all times.
There was something wrong with him, and even Qing Qingchen, who was usually very nervous, felt it.
"You recently went to Sicily for a few days, and did you bring back the haze of Sicily?" Qing Qingchen squinted in his direction, teasing Qing Qingchen fearlessly.
"Go away!" Qing Muchen replied rudely, and his eyes drifted to Mo Xi'er again.
Mo Xi'er was drawing on the sofa chair in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. When he looked over, she seemed to have a tacit understanding, and her eyes just turned around.
The two people's eyes met for a few seconds. Seeing the strong coldness on his face, she trembled unconsciously, turned her head and continued to draw her painting.
She ignored Qing Muchen completely, as if he was not at home at all, and she could draw for hours at a time.
Qing Muchen was sitting in the living room, staring at her with cold eyes. He glanced at her as long as she painted.
Mo Xi'er felt his gaze and was not afraid. Instead, she felt that he was a little cute today.
A man who was feared outside, when he was provoked at home, the most he could do was to glare at her with his eyes.
It seems that, looking back on the long period of their marriage, he has always been like this.
A man who would never hurt her even if she was provoked...
The tip of her nose gently swayed on her fingertips. From the corner of her eyes, Mo Xier looked in the direction of Qing Muchen behind her. She suddenly curved her lips and smiled.
Her smile was very, very shallow, blooming on her beautiful face, like the red plums blooming on the snowy peak, eye-catching and dazzling.