Chapter 2849 Sweet Little World (7)

Qing Muchen stopped walking, and his back seemed to stiffen.

Mo Xier looked at him steadily, still waiting for his answer.

Qing Muchen was silent for about a few dozen seconds, his face slightly turned, and he glanced at her from the corner of his eyes, and said expressionlessly, "You think too much."

Three words, and then he continued to walk upstairs with his slender legs.

Mo Xier also felt that he thought too much.

He came to find her, maybe just because she disappeared, and it was difficult to explain to the Mo family!

It was already late at this time, and Mo Xier didn't dwell on this issue. She followed him upstairs, and after arriving at their bedroom, she didn't hesitate to separate the rooms. She found her bathrobe and went directly to the bathroom.

She had already walked to the door, lowered her eyes and stared at the deep V-neck and wide bathrobe in her arms. She suddenly turned around and returned to the closet.

Opening the door of the closet, she seemed to want to find another pajamas to change into.

However, when she bent down and just stretched out her hand, before she made any movement, Qing Muchen in the room suddenly said, "Just wear that one, you look better in that one!"

The tone was lazy, the tail tone was dragged out, and every word was full of ridicule.

Mo Xier was choked by his words, and her hand that was ready to take the clothes was frozen there, with an embarrassed look on her face.

Qing Muchen glanced at her sideways, staring at her peach-like pink profile under the light, walked towards her a few steps, pressed her hand that was frozen in the air, wrapped her big hand around her, helped her take her hand back, leaned against the side, and stared at her leisurely, "Hmm?"

The word was a single tone, and the tone was deliberately raised by him, lazy, just like the look he cast on him, like the warm sun in the summer afternoon, which made people's bones a little crisp.

The hint of his words was obvious.

He didn't want her to leave all her conservatism in the room.

All her beauty and her delicacy, he wanted her to show in front of him.

Mo Xier tightened her hands holding the bath towel, and her five fingers grabbed the waistband of the bathrobe, entwining them one by one around her fingertips, loosening them, and entwining them again, seeming very embarrassed.

She was facing him sideways, and Qing Muchen couldn't see the expression in her eyes at the moment.

From her increasingly red face, he thought she was embarrassed.

Based on Mo Xier's usual resistance to intimacy between the two, he thought that with her personality, she would probably turn her head sideways, raise her chin proudly, and lightly provoke him a few words.

Or, she would directly reject his request.

However, Mo Xier tonight surprised him.

Both of Qing Muchen's guesses were wrong!

Mo Xier turned her face, raised her eyes, and met his gaze. She actually replied to him calmly with one word, "Okay!"

Okay?

Qing Muchen was a little suspicious whether he had heard it wrong.

She said it in such a calm tone.

Okay...

Qing Muchen leaned against the wall, slowly chewed on her word, and suddenly felt much happier.

Mo Xier really went into the bathroom holding the bathrobe she had just worn.

The sound of water splashing came from the bathroom. She stayed in there for a long time, about half an hour, before she slowly came out.

When she came out, she was wearing the bathrobe that Qing Muchen had teased her about. Her hair was wet and casually draped over her shoulders, sticking to her fair and translucent skin. It was like a visual impact painting, a black and white interweaving picture, which made Qing Muchen's eyes suddenly warm up a lot.