Chapter 2971 Well-Dressed

The room was still filled with the smell of the two people's recent joy. Her clothes were scattered all over the floor.

The torn skirt was unsightly, the messy top was scattered, and the coat seemed to be abandoned...

Qing Muchen sat at his desk in a neat and tidy manner, as if nothing had happened to him, and continued to work.

There was no expression on his face, and there was no trace of what he had just done.

His clothes were very neat, and the buttons of his shirt were buttoned to the second to last. It was so neat that it seemed that the wild and rough him that Mo Xier had just seen was just an illusion.

Mo Xier sat stiffly on the sofa, staring at him quietly for a few seconds, and her eyes were a little sore.

She didn't like Qing Muchen like this, he was so cold that it seemed that ice flowed in his blood.

All emotions, he came directly and withdrew quickly.

It seemed that anything could pass without a trace for him.

However, after thinking about it, what could she expect from Qing Muchen?

She doesn't love him, and he doesn't love her. Isn't he the best state for him and her now?

Withdrawing her eyes from him, Mo Xier didn't pay much attention to it. Her toes touched the sofa, and she bent down to pick up her clothes on the ground and wanted to put them on. However, looking at the torn strips on her skirt, she suddenly felt angry.

How did he let her go back?

Mo Xier was a little annoyed by his behavior. She put on the torn skirt. She deliberately pulled the waist of the skirt down so that the hem could cover her legs, but the effect was not very obvious.

Qing Muchen's hand strength was unknown, and he tore her skirt directly to her thigh.

Mo Xier was a little embarrassed, standing stiffly in place, and suddenly felt a little at a loss.

Qing Muchen's eyes squinted at her, staring at her like this quietly, and took his coat next to him. He walked towards her in a few steps.

He came to her side, put his coat on her, turned her to face him, lowered his eyebrows, and focused on buttoning her clothes.

He was much taller than her, so the coat was put on her, and when the buttons were buttoned, the length was just right to cover the part above Mo Xier's knees.

Mo Xier lowered her eyes and stared at herself like this for a long time. She didn't act reserved with him and accepted it calmly.

He tore the clothes, and it was his to give her.

"It's even!" Walking in front, pulling the two ends of the coat collar, she went out of the room before him.

Qing Muchen followed her slowly and left the room.

When she walked out of the office building, it started snowing again outside.

Christmas had passed, and the weather in C City at this time was basically close to zero degrees.

After Mo Xier walked out, because of the cold, her head reflexively drilled into Qing Muchen's large coat.

Covering most of her face, she walked forward for a while, and she seemed to remember something, and suddenly turned her head to stare at him behind her.

Qing Muchen was originally wearing little, and in such a cold season, when he came to the office building, he only wore a black windbreaker and a thin wool sweater.

After giving her the coat, when she walked out, the sweater on her body was so thin that Mo Xier discovered for the first time that he also had a thin side.

She was stunned to look at him like this.