His tone, like some blaming assistants disturbed him.

As mentioned by the assistant, it is also a matter of hundreds of millions.

However, it was heard from the mouth of Qing Muchen, but it seems to be smaller than the sesame seeds.

As if, in many cases, it is more important than a billion-dollar single, but also people who don’t appreciate the garden to play with snow.

Moxier heard the voice of his answering the phone, looked up at him without looking at the trace, and secretly noticed his reaction.

Although she did not hear the phone content, but he received a phone call during the break, she knew that it should not be a small matter.

Moxier thought that he would leave after picking up the phone. What surprised her was that he refused the phone in a few words.

This way, he let Moxi squatted and looked at his eyes a little surprised.

The assistant didn't seem to react very much.

One billion is not a small number, he just ignored it?

Qing Muchen did not explain anything to his own words. He slammed the call button and hanged the phone directly.

The long figure stood on the balcony, and his gaze fell on the face of Moxier again.

He stared at her unscrupulously, and his eyes did not know how to cover up.

Moxier raised his face and looked at him quietly. She groaned and her face seemed slightly uncomfortable.

She had just been bored and arbitrarily playing, and he was so straightforward to look at it. She didn't know what she was, and suddenly she was embarrassed.

The eyes of the two men quietly looked at each other for a few seconds. Qing Muchen’s back was very straight, his arms were on his chest, and when he stared at her, it seemed that there was still a hint of interest in the eyes.

Moxier uncomfortably wanted to remove his face. However, his head had already been opened, and some could not understand it. He suddenly came back.

His eyes quietly on him, her face lifted up.

Standing quietly in the snow, his body is covered with his coat, the seaweed-like black hair reflects the falling snow behind him, the bright teeth, the barely lifted chin, this time the Moxier, like the pole A proud princess.

He looked at her and she stared at him.

His eyes were unscrupulous and her eyes were not weak.

Qing Muchen suddenly felt that she was a little fun.

Even the small stubborn ones who are not willing to accept this time!

His lips were slightly drawn, and his eyes seemed to be more interested.

The two people are just looking at each other. The first thing to break the silence is Qing Muchen. "Come up!"

His words are always in an imperative tone.

Moxier had some unsatisfactory ways of talking. However, before he could return, Qing Muchen came up again, "It’s cold!"

Moxier looked at him, like some incredible to hear such words from his mouth.

"Would you like me to help you?" Qing Muchen's arms were changed to stay on the railing, and the body leaned forward slightly, changing into a comfortable posture, and fluttering and popping out.

When he spoke, his tone would not be heavy, like a breeze, but it was very powerful at any time.

This is his courage, and the fluttering words will also make people seem to be oppressed by a network, and they are very suppressed.

Moxier hesitated and pulled his legs toward the room.

When entering the house, Qing Muchen has already come down.

Moxier’s forefoot just stepped into the living room and hit him.

Qing Muchen looked at her faintly, helped her tighten her coat, and then made an accident that made Moxier unexpected.