Chapter 2906: A Short Separation Is Better Than a New Reunion (3)

Qing Muchen couldn't tell what kind of mood he felt, but after leaving home so many times, he was actually a little anxious when he returned home for the first time.

This kind of mood had never been felt before, even after leaving the Qing family for several years.

Mo Xier was still sleeping. She had gotten used to sleeping by herself these days, and seemed to have forgotten that this was the Qing family and the real owner of this room was Qing Muchen.

Her sleeping posture was a little unbridled. While sleeping, she probably still felt uncomfortable. Her soft white arms groped for the pillow where Qing Muchen slept, and she pulled it over and hugged it together with her own.

She was used to sleeping with something in her arms. When she was a child, her father Mo often liked to give her dolls, and she unconsciously developed the habit of sleeping with something in her arms.

However, after Qing Muchen was around, she had been restrained.

As soon as Qing Muchen was gone, all her previous habits were revealed.

Mo Xier also had a habit of lifting her skirt up when she slept, which made her feel cooler.

However, after meeting Qing Muchen, all these were automatically hidden by her.

Qing Muchen stood beside her, watching her lift up her skirt without him doing anything, his eyes dark.

His eyes were very warm, and even when Mo Xier was asleep, she could feel the temperature around her suddenly rising.

She slept a little uncomfortably, and turned her body outwards. She felt uncomfortable, so she turned sideways inwards.

Still feeling a little uncomfortable, she simply turned outwards again.

One circle, one circle, and another circle, she was about to turn under the bed, and Qing Muchen stretched out his arms in time to hug her body.

His move was so quick that Mo Xier didn't even wake up.

Qing Muchen hugged her with his arms, and his eyes slowly wandered along her body curves. The last place his eyes fixed was Mo Xier leaning against his chest.

Qing Muchen's head was buzzing, and his arms holding her were a little hot.

This woman, she didn't wear a bra!

Mo Xier's body was very light, slender and petite. When he hugged her, she curled up into a ball and even leaned against his arms obediently.

At this moment, she was completely different from her usual sleeping state.

In the past, Mo Xier was basically wrapped tightly when she slept, and she would not take the initiative to get close to him like this.

Like a little animal, she had no resistance to him, and even rubbed his head with some dependence.

Qing Muchen had never been a gentle person. He had just stared at her sleeping posture for so long, and his mind was full of how to indulge and how to be rough.

However, looking at her so docile and obediently leaning against him now, Qing Muchen suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.

Mo Xier actually always slept lightly. I don't know what happened tonight, but she didn't wake up.

Her head was heavy. She probably knew that Qing Muchen was not there, so she slept more comfortably, and subconsciously had no idea of ​​waking up.

Qing Muchen didn't wake her up. For him, no matter whether she was asleep or awake, he would not be affected by what he wanted to do.

Qing Muchen stared at her in his arms quietly, and his slender fingertips opened her pajamas, and his hand flexibly reached in.

The advantage of not wearing a bra is that it is convenient to do anything.

Qing Muchen's skin wandered freely in her clothes, not leaving out every inch of her skin, and his movements were so slow that it seemed like he was exploring.