Chapter 2825 Wedding (4)

Then, he said slowly, "There are many colors in the future. Apart from the gray and white that Miss Mo imagined, there are thousands of colorful postures!" His fingertips moved slowly down along her face. After a pause, he said slowly, "For example, Miss Mo can imagine how to fulfill her duties as a wife!"

After a pause, the fingertips continued to move down, "For example, Miss Mo can study how to please her husband!"

The fingertips stayed on her slender neck, and the fingertips gently stroked her petals that seemed to drip water. He said, "For example, Miss Mo can study the various postures she likes. If you don't want to take the initiative, you can leave everything to me!"

His words were actually quite shameless.

In the end, every word was about him.

He seemed to regard pleasing him as one of her compulsory courses.

Mo Xier's face, which had always been calm, looked a little ugly after his words.

Shameless!

Shameless!

Qing Muchen looked at her pale face and felt much better.

Compared to her indifference just now, he still likes to see her now.

He likes her when she is angry.

Every time she is like this, he feels relieved as if he has drunk a bottle of ice water.

Mo Xier can't compete with him in shamelessness, and doesn't want to argue with him in this regard, so she lowers her head and continues to eat her food.

There are knocks outside the door.

It seems that the person arranged by Mo Ye to deliver the food has come.

Mo Xier stood up, ignored Qing Muchen, opened the door and took the tray in.

The servant prepared Korean noodles, spicy sauce soup, and stir-fried seafood for her, which were very fragrant.

All catered to her taste.

She knew that Mo Ye had asked people to do this without guessing.

Thinking of Mo Ye, Mo Xier felt warm in her heart.

The corners of her lips curled slightly, and she sat down and continued to eat her meal after completely ignoring Qing Muchen's existence.

She seemed to be eating very happily, and she would make slurping sounds while eating noodles, and her mood didn't seem to be affected by him at all.

Qing Muchen was inexplicably upset by her like this.

Especially when he heard the sound of her sucking noodles.

The nerves in Qing Muchen's ears seemed to be offended, and he felt very uncomfortable.

In fact, to be precise, he didn't like Mo Xier when she was happy.

His mentality was so twisted, and her happiness seemed to hinder him, but it was only like this for her.

He wouldn't do that to others.

Sitting down in front of her, Qing Muchen glanced in front of her, stretched out his long arm and snatched the bowl of noodles she was eating.

"Let someone prepare another bowl!" He didn't care that she had eaten the noodles, and took the chopsticks from her hand, and he started eating quickly.

He ate fast, slurping, and in a few bites, the bowl of noodles, which was not big, was basically half gone.

"Ask someone else to do it yourself!" Mo Xier looked at his actions with a stiff face. Before he finished the last bit of noodles, she tried to push his hand away with disgust, but Qing Muchen dodged her move by moving sideways.

He didn't know how much wine he had drunk tonight, and there was still a strong smell of alcohol on his body.

Mo Xier didn't like this smell. After getting close to him, she reflexively shrank back.