Chapter 3003 You Can't Force Me

"If fate hasn't arrived, you can't pray for it, so don't be impatient!"

She said it in a very logical way, as if it was true.

Mo Xier never believed in fate before, but she acted as if she believed it, and what she said almost made Qing Muchen believe it.

He chuckled softly, and suddenly he felt that she was a little ridiculous at this time.

She was obviously confused, but she pretended to be calm, thinking that he couldn't see it?

Mo Xier didn't pay attention to his expression, and racked her brains to persuade him, "Just like marriage, isn't it also based on fate? Without fate, even if you get married, you may not always go on in the end!"

When she persuaded him about the child, she didn't forget to instill her own views on marriage in him.

In Mo Xier's view, she and Qing Muchen might not be able to go on to the end even if they got married.

Qing Muchen listened to her quietly, and his eyes twitched slightly.

Rubbing his temple with his fingertips, his face slowly raised, and he said a long "Oh".

"Really?" These two words were very contemptuous. Obviously, he didn't believe a single word of her words.

He held her face with his long fingers and leaned towards him. He said word by word, "But, I only believe that man can conquer nature!"

The loud words, like a small bomb, exploded in Mo Xier's mind again.

Mo Xier's face, which was still colorful a second ago, froze almost instantly.

She didn't seem to expect that the words she had racked her brains to search for would be countered by his understated words.

The counterattack didn't even give her any room to reply again.

Qing Muchen glanced at her lightly, and his lips slowly kissed her again.

His kiss was very gentle, as gentle as the gentle brushing of petals.

Accustomed to his roughness for so many days, such gentleness on him was as hazy as a fantasy to Mo Xier.

The aroma of red wine still remained in his mouth, and the mellow breath stimulated Mo Xier's senses, making Mo Xier a little drowsy.

If the two of them were just doing this normally, Mo Xier would not reject him.

However, this time was different, he had an obvious purpose.

When Mo Xier was almost dazed by his kiss, thinking about his intentions, she suddenly woke up as if someone had poured a bucket of cold water on her.

"Qing Muchen, you can't do this! Even if it's normal to consider having children after getting married, you can't force me to have one!"

With her arms across the two of them, Mo Xier raised her face and defended herself righteously.

The belly grew on her body, and it was her freedom to have a baby or not. If he didn't even give her this little freedom, what else could she expect from him?

She roared loudly, with a strong resistance in her tone.

Every word seemed to have vitality, penetrating Qing Muchen's eardrums and hitting his heart, word by word, constantly echoing in his chest.

Qing Muchen was stunned for a few seconds, staring at her for a long time. He patted her cheek and suddenly said, "I was just kidding you! You took it seriously! Stupid!"

His words were like the wind blowing by, so faint that there was no trace of the previous one.

He always insulted her mercilessly.

Mo Xier had never been called stupid since she was a child, and he was the first one.

Mo Xier's expression slightly withered, but she didn't argue with him about this issue.

She looked at him, trying to figure out how true and false his words were.