Chapter 2944 Do You Like Him?

Mo Xier stared at him in amazement, reading his eyes carefully, her pupils shrank slightly.

"Qing Muchen, let me go!" Guessing what he wanted to do, Mo Xier's hands struggled fiercely in his hands.

She struggled hard. Mo Xier thought she was never a weak person, but in front of Qing Muchen, all her strength seemed to have no effect.

Qing Muchen held her hand tightly, looking at her coldly, and he smiled grimly.

"Don't you want to go down? I'll help you!" Looking down at her, his voice seemed to come from a cold cellar.

Mo Xier's heart skipped a beat, and her eyes swept across his face coldly. Seeing the coldness on his face, her eyes flashed with panic.

Just as she was about to grab his hand, Qing Muchen suddenly let go of her hand--

Mo Xier's face changed in shock, and before she could react, her body leaned forward and fell to the lake.

"Qing Muchen, you pervert!"

Mo Xier cursed, and her face turned pale when her body was about to touch the lake.

Qing Muchen's movements were very slow, and he did not let go after she lost her balance.

What he did was undoubtedly a chronic torture for Mo Xier.

Seeing that she was about to touch the lake, her face turned pale, but he pulled her behind her.

Mo Xier could imagine how low the lake water temperature was in winter, even if she had never suffered such a loss.

Qing Muchen was either helping her to go into the water or torturing her slowly!

Did he want to throw her into the water and continue to torment her?

Mo Xier had heard about how cruel Qing Muchen was a long time ago.

In the three days since arriving at this villa, Mo Xier's impression of him has actually changed a lot.

If Qing Muchen really threw her down, all the images he had in her eyes would definitely be back to the original form!

Mo Xier tried to break free from his hands several times, but failed. She gritted her teeth and suddenly gave up struggling.

"Qing Muchen, I hate you!" With her senses numb, Mo Xier exclaimed when her body was about to be buried in the water.

The man tightened his grip on her, and Mo Xier's falling body was stabilized in time under his action.

Mo Xier was slightly startled, her eyes stiffly turned to him, and she seemed to be stunned for a moment.

Qing Muchen squatted down in front of her, without pulling her up or throwing her down. In this posture, he followed her words and asked, "Do you like him?"

The "he" he mentioned was Mo Ye.

Mo Xier knew very well that her answer directly determined her current fate.

However, her temper was stubborn.

No matter what her feelings for Mo Ye were, why should she explain to him?

Mo Xier was dissatisfied with his behavior and gritted her teeth without answering.

Qing Muchen's expression, which had been slightly relieved, suddenly turned cold again under her silence.

Silence.

The atmosphere between the two was surprisingly strange.

Mo Xier was nervous and stared stiffly at the nearby lake, ready to be thrown into it at any time.

She would rather suffer than compromise easily.

The man behind her was very cold, and even with her back to him, Mo Xier could still clearly feel it.

The silence continued between the two.

Qing Muchen had a cold face and was silent for about two to three minutes. The hand that was pulling her suddenly moved--