Chapter 2935 A Surprise Every Day

"Let's eat!" Qing Muchen stared at the ring for a long time, let go of her hand, returned to his seat, sat down, held a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, and ate his meal elegantly.

Mo Xier pulled her hand back and stared at the ring on it quietly.

Her fingertips still had his temperature. When the small ring was worn on her fingertips, it seemed to be hot. A stream of heat slowly spread along the place where the ring covered her skin. The thin warm current spread through her blood vessels like a spring, all the way to her heart.

Qing Muchen glanced in her direction from the corner of his eye and stared at her secretly.

Mo Xier's eyes stayed on the ring for a little while. If Qing Muchen estimated correctly, it was at least two minutes.

She could look at a ring for two minutes. She should like it, right?

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and the curves of Qing Muchen's resolute face softened a little.

Mo Xier probably noticed his gaze on her, and retracted his gaze from the ring, and ate her meal as if nothing had happened.

With a knife in one hand and a fork in the other, she cut a small piece of beef and tried to put it directly into her mouth. She stopped her movements suddenly when she saw the petals on the table from the corner of her eyes.

They had already obtained the marriage certificate, so it was not strange for Qing Muchen to know her birthday.

However, Mo Xier did not expect that he would remember it.

She did not expect that he would be the one to spend the day with her when her parents were not present today!

Qing Muchen obviously did not remember her birthday in the past two days. It took a long time to prepare for the decoration of the villa.

All the things he prepared tonight did not seem to be something that could be arranged at the last minute.

What Mo Xier did not understand was why he did so much for her?

Qing Muchen was never the kind of person who would explain his actions to anyone. After the whole meal, he did not speak again.

After dinner, Qing Muchen did not seem to have any intention of returning to the Qing family. He squatted in the living room and lazily decorated the Christmas tree.

Tomorrow is Christmas Eve. Judging from his appearance, he should be preparing to spend Christmas here together.

For Mo Xier, the only difference was whether he was at home or not.

If he was here, it didn't matter where she lived.

She didn't mention going back either. After finishing her meal, Mo Xier toured the villa up and down.

After touring the floors one by one, she was suddenly grabbed by Qing Muchen when she passed by him.

He pulled her to his side and pressed her to sit down. He handed her a piece of golden silk in his hand, "Help, together!"

"You still celebrate this kind of festival?" Mo Xier took the thing in his hand, squatted in front of him, and said again, "How childish!"

Qing Muchen glanced at her coldly, and corrected her coldly, "I'll help you."

The smile on Mo Xier's mouth slowly faded, and her hand playing with the silk stopped.

"I haven't celebrated it for a long time."

"Really?" Qing Muchen didn't refute her words, but his tone sounded like questioning.

Mo Xier actually liked Christmas since she was a child, although she hadn't celebrated it for a long time.

The reason was that it was next to her birthday.

For her, celebrating Christmas was equivalent to celebrating her birthday for three consecutive days.

At that time, she was looking forward to gifts like every other child.

And Christmas made her look forward to it every day for three consecutive days.

But how did Qing Muchen know this?