Chapter 2838: Like a Smile

Mo Xier frowned and glanced at him.

Is he provoking her?

Qing Muchen crossed his long legs and supported his head lazily with his arms. His eyes fell on her, and he was still waiting for her to move with a lazy look on his face.

Mo Xier's face froze, and she stood there motionless.

She seemed to be struggling, and was silent for about a few minutes. She seemed to have figured it out, and her hand reached out to the bowl stiffly, and finally picked up the spoon.

She scooped a spoon of soup and sent it to his side. There was no expression on her face, "Here!"

"Miss Mo seems very reluctant?" Qing Muchen just glanced at the spoon close at hand and did not take it.

Mo Xier's originally stiff face sank directly.

Does he still want her to smile in front of him?

Qing Muchen glanced at her lazily, and seemed to be very interested in her next reaction.

"Don't go too far!" Mo Xier ignored his words and moved the spoon closer to him again.

Two seconds passed, and Qing Muchen did not take it.

Mo Xier continued to wait for a while.

Ten seconds passed, and Qing Muchen still didn't take it.

He just stared at her, as if he was very persistent about the question just now.

However, his words were extremely ironic in Mo Xier's eyes.

She agreed to get married, not to sell her smile!

Her face was blue and white, like a palette, with colorful colors.

Her face was actually very stinky. Normal people don't like someone to make a stinky face to them, but Qing Muchen didn't seem to reject it, and even enjoyed it with relish.

In Mo Xier's eyes, his expression was like watching a monkey playing!

Realizing this problem, all of Mo Xier's expressions suddenly froze.

Fortunately, Qing Muchen didn't make it too difficult for her.

He held her small face in his palm, and gently stroked her skin with his fingertips. He kneaded her face like dough, and manually made her facial curves look better.

Mo Xier was a little speechless about his actions, but she didn't stop him.

Qing Muchen looked at her up and down like a doll, and saw that her face had softened a lot, and she seemed quite satisfied. He happily took the soup she brought to him.

He didn't even need her to continue feeding him, and directly took the bowl and drank the soup in it in a few gulps.

"Let's go!" Walking in front, he went upstairs before her.

"Are you still going to the branch in the next city?" Mo Xier followed him, asking the question she was most concerned about as she walked.

"Do you want me to go?" Qing Muchen stopped and glanced at her sideways.

"No, I just don't want to delay your work." Mo Xier denied it bluntly.

"Really?" Qing Muchen retracted his gaze, and said lightly, and it was unclear whether he was questioning her words or agreeing softly.

"So, are you still going?" Mo Xier was very persistent about this question.

He walked a few steps forward and asked again.

"Go, why not! You can't let your wife down, right?" Qing Muchen glanced at her from the corner of his eye, his eyes half-smiled, with obvious teasing.

Mo Xier let out a long sigh.

It would be good if he went.

With his busy work, he was away from home six days out of seven. Even if they got married, her life wouldn't be too difficult.

This is what Mo Xier thought at this time, but this thought didn't last for two seconds before it was broken by Qing Muchen's next sentence, "Go with me!"