Chapter 2917: Submit to Him

Mo Xier stood there stiffly, motionless.

Qing Muchen raised his eyebrows, but he was not angry.

He stood up, lazily adjusted the cuffs of his clothes, and walked towards her step by step.

Mo Xier wanted to retreat reflexively, but as soon as the impulse came, Qing Muchen didn't know where he got the speed. Mo Xier didn't even see how his footsteps moved. When she came to her senses, the road behind her was blocked by him.

Mo Xier was a little embarrassed, her face was embarrassed for a few seconds, she took a deep breath, and her face slowly raised up.

Pretending to be relaxed, she flicked a small strand of hair by her ear, turned her back and walked towards the bed, "I just wanted to check if the door was locked."

Qing Muchen snorted coldly, but didn't expose her.

He walked towards her a few steps, and just as Mo Xier came to the bed, his body suddenly pressed against her from behind.

The two bodies were pressed very tightly, and Mo Xier felt as if her back was roasted by fire, so hot that it seemed to burn.

Her body was very stiff in his arms, and she even couldn't help but tremble slightly.

It was a very subtle reaction, and you couldn't feel it without careful observation.

However, Qing Muchen had such a sharp sense.

Every expression on her face, every movement, and even every slightest eye movement, all fell into his eyes.

Every expression on Mo Xier's face showed that she didn't want tonight.

Qing Muchen was not a man who pitied women, but every time he encountered her weak side, he seemed to have been thrown away by something sharp. He actually felt pity for her.

"Qing Muchen, can we continue tomorrow?" Mo Xier turned her back to him, and her voice faded away from the previous coldness, soft, delicate and weak.

Smart women should know how to bend and shrink.

Mo Xier was the smart type, so naturally, compared to competing with him, she knew very well what to do to avoid being at a disadvantage.

Qing Muchen held her tightly with his arms, and his arms kept shrinking, almost squeezing her into his flesh.

Mo Xier's chest was beating fast and her waist was in pain, but she didn't say anything, but waited for his answer quietly with her nerves tensed.

Silence spread between the two.

Qing Muchen seemed to be struggling, rubbing his body against hers again and again, but he finally let her go.

Mo Xier let out a long sigh, crouched and carefully got out from under his armpit.

"It's late, let's all rest, don't you have a lot of things to do tomorrow?"

She raised her head and glanced at him, and she went to bed before him.

She knew that he would not touch her tonight.

Give her one night, whether it is physical strength or medicine, Mo Xier believes that she can solve it.

Qing Muchen really didn't touch her tonight, and what made Mo Xier even more fortunate was that when she woke up early the next morning, he was gone.

Mo Xier suddenly felt a lot more relaxed when she thought he would be busy for a few days before going home.

Now that he was gone, she could even save on medicine.

It was still early, about seven o'clock.

Except for the old man and the servants, the rest of the Mo family had not gotten up yet.

"Grandpa, good morning! You are pruning the flowers, I will help you!" Mo Xier greeted the old man happily and walked into the flowers with her skirt lifted.

She squatted down and was about to work when a respectful greeting suddenly came from outside the gate of the Qing family.

"Master Shi, you are here!"