In the dressing room.

Liang siran, dressed in a gorgeous dress, looked at himself in the mirror with a smile on his lips and asked the servant, "is it good-looking?"

The servant smile, compliment way: "good-looking, Princess looks so beautiful, the figure is good, wear what all good-looking, it is perfect incarnation."

Another maid said, "yes, yes! Princess, with your perfect appearance and noble temperament, you will certainly make the whole audience at the banquet. All men will bow down to you when they see you. "

Listening to their compliments, Liang siran smiles more happily. However, she doesn't care about other people. She only cares about Jiuye and hopes Jiuye likes it.

Then Liang siran said, "take my mobile phone."

The servant immediately handed the mobile phone on the table to Liang siran.

Liang siran took a picture of himself in a dress in front of the mirror and deliberately avoided the wound on his forehead.

Then I sent a microblog with the words "look forward! Add a smile]

many netizens will comment on it soon.

"Wow! How beautiful the princess is! Is there anything the princess is going to do in her dress? "

"It should be the opening ceremony of Empire group's cloud island. It's just this weekend."

"I wish the princess a good time and more beautiful photos."

Liang siran put away his mobile phone and looked at himself in the mirror with joy, imagining the scene of meeting Qin Beimo again at the banquet.

Time flies.

In the twinkling of an eye, it's Saturday.

On the island of clouds, the world-famous opening ceremony is about to begin.

The island, which used to be quiet, is very busy at this moment.

Private planes in the air one after another landed on the tarmac, cruise boats on the sea quickly moved towards the shore, and the land was full of traffic.

In the seaside villa.

Mo Xin'er, who had arrived on the island the night before, was lying lazily on the balcony chair connecting the sea level in her little skirt.

Looking at the planes passing by from time to time in the air, my heart sighed, it's really lively.

"Heart." Qin Beimo's low voice suddenly came from behind.

Mo Xin'er turned his head and looked behind him. The tall figure of the man walked into the balcony, looked at her and continued: "go to change clothes. The ceremony will start in two hours."

Mo Xin'er suddenly sat up and looked at him with big watery eyes and asked: "ceremony! I'll go, too? "

Qin Beimo came to her side, deep Phoenix eyes looked at her condescending, tone affirmative said: "of course."

There was media at the ceremony. If she went, she would not show her relationship with Jiuye in front of the world!

Mo Xin'er immediately stood up from the reclining chair and said, "however, there was media at the ceremony. If I participated in the ceremony, wouldn't it be to expose my relationship with you in front of the whole world?"

Qin Beimo looked at her, deep eyes like the ancient galaxy, mysterious, powerful, irresistible, and even more overbearing: "I just want to let the world know that you are my woman, the Empire group, the hostess of the imperial garden, the owner of this island, and this island is for you."

Mo Xin'er opened his eyes wide and looked at the beautiful face in front of him.

What did he say?

Tell the world... Hostess, this island is for you!

What does... What does that mean?

"Mistress..." Mo Xin'er murmurs.

Qin Beimo looked at the little woman with a blank face. Her lips were slightly crooked and her big hand stroked her small face: "after next year's 20th birthday, you are a real adult. I won't wait any longer. We will get married next year."

"Get married!"

For a time, the amount of information is a little large, Mo Xin'er can't understand clearly, and his words are poor.

"You don't want to?" Qin Beimo asked.

"I think so." Mo Xin'er blurted out, almost out of instinct.

"You have to tie it whether you want to or not." Qin North ink hook lip a smile, overbearing said.

Mo Xin'er is still that pair of blank small facial expression, blinked an eye, looking at him suddenly open mouth: "nine ye, can you just say the words of marriage again."

Qin Beimo "...

Qin Beimo fingers hook her chin, thin lips gently open, a command tone:" hurry to change clothes, later with me to attend the ceremony. "

Then he let her go, turned and walked into the living room.

Mo Xin'er stood there for several minutes.

The ninth Master explained that he would not wait for her to celebrate her 20th birthday. He wanted to marry her and marry her.

Mo Xin'er bites his finger and suddenly smiles. He marries Jiu Ye and later calls him husband. Mo Xin'er imagines the picture and laughs foolishly for a long time.

All of a sudden, her smile suddenly stopped.

No, no!Patronize to hear married two words happy, she raised eyes to sweep an island in front of, suddenly thought of what.

Jiuye just said that she is the owner of the island and that the island is for her!

Later, she will be publicly announced as his woman at the ceremony.

How can this work? Absolutely not!

She doesn't want the island, let alone the relationship between Zhou and other people. Although she knows that Qin Beimo is for her good, now their relationship is not suitable to be disclosed.

Thinking of this, Mo Xin'er immediately ran out of the balcony.

Back in the living room, seeing Jing Yun coming out of the study, he immediately came forward and asked, "Jing Yun, is the ninth master in the study?"

"Yes, miss heart." Jingyun replied.

Mo Xin'er immediately runs to the study and pushes open the door of the study. Qin Beimo is standing in front of the French window talking on the phone.

See Mo Xin'er come in, explain a few words again, then hang up the phone.

Qin Beimo asked: "what happened to the skirt? Why don't you go and change? "

Mo Xin'er immediately ran to him, put his hand around his waist, looked up at him, and said in a soft voice: "Ninth master, I like cloud island very much, but I don't want to possess it, I don't want you to send it to me in public, and I don't want you to announce our relationship in public now."

Qin Beimo looked down at her, thin lips straight pursed, did not speak.

But there was a slight displeasure on his face.

Mo Xin'er bit his lip, looked at him, and continued to say seriously: "I know you are for my good, you want to give me a aboveboard identity around you, not those lovers in the population, I know.

So now I really don't care what they say, because I know I'm not, I know you love me, I know we will get married....

after a pause, her voice is more soft: "I won't go to the ceremony first, shall we not announce it for the moment?"

Qin Beimo looked at her: "finished?"

Mo Xin'er: "do you agree?"

Qin Beimo: "No."

Mo Xin'er "...

you know that the great devil can't be convinced in a few words.

"I... I won't go, even if you tie me!" Mo Xin'er's arm let go of his waist, Du wears small mouth, a pair of resolute not from appearance.