Chapter 2908: A Short Separation Is Better Than a New Reunion (5)

She just looked at him like this, without any struggle or resistance, without any rejection.

Qing Muchen suddenly enjoyed the current state.

She didn't make any noise or noise, and let him hug her without any hostility, just hugging, the two of them just leaned on each other, even if they didn't do anything, he actually felt that this brief moment was unexpectedly beautiful.

It seemed that the two of them were a normal couple.

Like ordinary couples, they were intimate with each other.

Qing Muchen didn't understand why he had such thoughts, and even had the idea of ​​hoping that this moment would continue like this.

This was Mo Xier's demonic nature. Once he met her, many times, he didn't even have his own thoughts...

Mo Xier should have just felt something was wrong after falling asleep, and woke up again.

Now she was actually unconscious.

She just stared at him dazedly for a while, then turned her head, buried her face in Qing Muchen's arms, and continued to sleep.

She fell asleep quickly, and her breathing sounded faintly after a while.

Shallow and even.

Qing Muchen was somewhat helpless with her. He hugged her in this position for a while and wanted to continue. However, feeling the softness of his belly pressed against her face, his chest seemed to be gently tickled by something, warm and itchy.

He was so generous that he actually let her go.

He didn't push her away. He drove for so long and rushed back home exhausted. He didn't change his clothes or take a shower. He hugged her and lay down, and he actually fell asleep like this.

The reason, probably Qing Muchen himself didn't want to admit, just simply because he didn't want to interrupt this moment.

Before Qing Muchen came back today, he had actually touched the bed for two consecutive nights, and his clothes had been worn for two consecutive days.

There was also some smell of oil smoke, which made him feel sick.

Such an embarrassing night in his life was given to Mo Xier.

Mo Xier didn't know anything and was still sleeping soundly.

When he woke up the next day, Qing Muchen had already gotten up.

There were still traces of his sleep on the pillow, and even his breath was still there.

Mo Xier's head was groggy. She had always thought that everything that happened last night was a dream.

But when she saw this, she suddenly woke up.

He's back!

Her face was stiffly raised, and her eyes swept around the room.

Qing Muchen wasn't there.

This is... coming back and leaving again?

Mo Xier was confused.

But what does it have to do with her?

Wouldn't it be better if he left?

She didn't take it to heart, got out of bed, found a piece of clothing from the closet, stood in front of the closet, and wanted to change directly. Just as she pulled off her nightgown, the bathroom door suddenly opened.

Qing Muchen walked out of the room with a pace, side-glanced, and looked at her slowly.

His eyes were full of extreme laziness, and he just looked at her nakedly, without any intention of avoiding it.

Mo Xier didn't expect that he was still at home. When he looked at her like this, her face seemed to be on fire, and it was all red.

She stood there with her hands still pulling at her pajamas, her mind buzzing and empty.

Qing Muchen actually didn't expect to see such a scene so early in the morning. He leaned against the door and looked at her quietly, his eyes slightly narrowed.

Mo Xier's face turned red and white, and she looked very embarrassed.

She took a few deep breaths, pretending that nothing had happened, and continued to take off her clothes.