Calm down her face, she continued to walk into the room.

At the mouth of the hall, the wet umbrella was put on the side, and she stared at him and stared at him still standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window.

"I am back!" faintly greeted him, and she turned and turned to the spiral staircase.

Step by step to the stairway, she went upstairs, the corner of the corner of the eye in the direction of Qing Muchen.

Qing Muchen's back is very straight, the whole person seems to be shrouded in a thick haze, the body's chill is very heavy, from beginning to end, his eyes did not turn in her direction.

He didn't seem to hear her, but it seemed to be rooted when she didn't exist, and she was still staring at the rain screen.

Sicily has not had such a heavy rain for a long time, the raindrops hit the clean glass window, knocked on the glass and scattered, the rain curtain slid down the window, the small villas are all The rain washed the sound of the window.

The rain at the moment is very similar to last night.

Moxier went to the pharmacy last night and did not notice it.

However, Qing Muchen remembers very clearly.

His vitality, there is a woman for the first time for him to ignore the wandering!

The sound of the rain last night, like her last night, was so easily engraved in his mind.

At the foot of Moxier's feet, he kept his eyes and stared at his back and looked at his back. His eyes suddenly felt a bit thorny.

Now, Qing Muchen sees that she is not very comfortable.

She knew that she shouldn't care about his feelings, but she always couldn't control it.

Moxier did not think about her to take care of another man before going out. He would have such a big reaction.

However, the reaction of Qing Muchen, she did not know that it is from the nature of the overbearing, her possessive desire, or other reasons.

Moxier wanted to explain a few words, but the lips moved several times, and the words went to the lips, but they endured.

She didn't know what he thought in his heart...

I waved my thoughts and didn't pay attention to it. She continued to go upstairs.

Today, there is no other person in the Mohist school. She stayed in the upstairs room for a few hours and consciously prepared for dinner.

The table has not been cleaned up yet, and it still stays at noon.

Charlotte on the table was blown away, the entire living room was blown all over the floor, and the petals were lost.

Moxier bent over and took the petals up, all packed up and turned to the kitchen.

She had no appetite for dinner, and she was very prepared and made a meal with her limited cooking skills.

When I was dining, I thought of taking care of her at noon today. She kindly helped him cut the food in the plate.

However, when he was pushed to him, he did not look at it.

Qing Muchen seems to be very disgusted, pushing his hand and changing himself to a clean plate.

His strength was very loud, and the plate filled with food fell from the table and broke.

Moxier was like a slap in the face, and his face was burning and hurting.

Qing Muchen did not look at the ground, holding the fork in his left hand and the knife in his right hand. He quietly used his own meal.

Moxier sat stiff in his position and his face was ugly.

I really want to blame him for a few words, just, looking at his indifferent face, she suddenly felt that quarreling with him was a waste of words.

Enduring the temper, Moxier squatted down and quietly picked up the mess on the ground.