Chapter 2905: A Short Separation Is Better Than a New Reunion (2)

Since she was a child, Mo Xier has always given people the image of a quiet and elegant lady.

Although she would compete with Qing Muchen in private and act wild, she never lost her manners at other times.

To Qing Muchen, she was like the most noble doll, beautiful, delicate, and graceful. No matter where she was placed, no matter what aspect, she was always so pleasing to the eye.

Qing Muchen didn't know what she would be like when she lived alone.

Mo Xier's sleeping posture was actually not good-looking.

The sheets on the bed were pulled into a ball by her and held in her arms. The whole bed was wrinkled, as if it had been robbed.

Her legs were casually placed on the sheets. Perhaps because Qing Muchen was not there, her posture was much more comfortable.

Her white, slender and slender legs were placed on the snow-white bedding. Her skin was actually whiter than the sheets and bed sheets!

Her white was slightly white with a little healthy pink.

Pink was the color of a girl.

Although she was already married, her facial features and every part of her body still retained the characteristics of a girl.

Qing Muchen stood by the bed, his eyes unscrupulously falling on her legs that were exposed for more than half, his dark pupils were as dark as a bottomless vortex.

His eyes stayed on Mo Xier for a long time, and he never moved away after staying on her skin.

Looking at the delicate light pink in front of him, he had a perverted impulse to let her bloom beautifully under him.

His eyes were very naked, without any disguise, and his eyes were like thorns, piercing Mo Xier. Even though Mo Xier was asleep, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

Her closed eyes did not open, she seemed to be sleeping uncomfortably, her legs kicked the sheets, kicked off part of the quilt that she was holding together, and did not wake up, turned sideways and continued to sleep.

The bed was already messed up by her. When she turned over, she pulled the bed sheet with her. The whole bed was so messy that it looked like a garbage dump in Qing Muchen's eyes.

It seemed that there hadn't been a place in the Qing family that looked so ugly in such a long time.

As a senior mysophobia patient, if this happened in normal times, he would have directly blasted it.

However, today, he was unusually generous.

It seemed that Qing Muchen didn't see what the bed had become at the moment, and his attention was all on Mo Xier.

To be precise, it was her legs.

His eyes were fixed on her legs, and he never looked away after his eyes drifted over.

Mo Xier's legs were thin, but not completely boneless.

Her legs were very beautiful, slender and well-proportioned, and her skin was white and glowing.

Looking at her like this, Qing Muchen's mind automatically emerged with the touch of every inch of her skin under his palm.

He left home this time, in fact, for less than a week.

Jue Ye had something urgent to do, so he ran to deal with it.

This kind of thing happened to him frequently in the past.

Leaving home for a week, two weeks, or even a month was a habit for him.

However, this time alone made him feel a little uncomfortable.

It was only a few days, but it seemed like he had been away for several months.

How many days had he not seen her?

How many days had he not touched her?

What kind of feeling was it to not see someone for a few days?

Qing Muchen had never experienced this before, but this was the first time.