Chapter 846

"If I don't love you, it seems that there's nothing wrong with it, but I love you better than anyone. If I don't meet you in my life, how much regret I will have and how boring life can be."

He didn't know how much he loved her. He only knew that if it wasn't for her, probably no one would let him do whatever he wanted to do to himself several times.

In a way, she taught him that.

Muse's enthusiasm is the superficial disposition, while Wenyi is wrapped in a layer of reserved and lukewarm sense of seeing, which hides a long feeling of determination and patience more than anyone else.

"You fought for the fate and relationship between us unilaterally. I know that I hurt you, and I know that you have suffered a lot in the past five years when I was away. I'm sorry, but no matter how much I apologize, it doesn't have any practical effect."

He reached for her hand and held it as usual. Maybe because of too much content, his low voice has gradually become dumb. "I love you, I will use all the years to pay back the injury you have suffered, and let you believe that your choice is right."

"Job's son, marry me again, will you?"

Wenyi always looked down at him, and she did not blink when he spoke.

The last light of the setting sun falls on his outline. From her point of view, his face is not so clear. The light warm color renders his face an unreal beauty.

She heard her own slow voice, "when did you recover your memory?"

"The last car accident."

"Why don't you tell me?"

"Now the effect is good."

"You painted this painting yourself?"

The man nodded and smiled, "naturally."

It's not uncommon for him to be able to draw. The noble young master of a large family is more or less able to draw all kinds of Arts. Piano and violin painting are the most basic, but he shouldn't have touched them for a long time.

He is not a professional painter, and this painting is already excellent in her eyes.

Because although she knew that he could draw, she never saw him draw after marriage. She was surprised that she didn't touch him for many years.

"That's what you did when you got up in the middle of the night?"

"I drew it in the company, but some follow-up work needs to be finished and handled, so it took me a few nights."

She pursed her lips and asked softly, "why do you want to give me this as a wedding proposal?"

"Don't you like the snow of the manor? Send a pair of them to you. "He said with a slightly raised lip and a low smile," what's more, it's hard for me to spend such time, energy and mind to prepare something that has no use value except romance. I'll leave it to you as a souvenir. "

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Wenyi," have I agreed to your proposal? You didn't wear the ring. Can you keep the atmosphere until the proposal is successful? "

when Mo Shichen heard that, it was like remembering something. He reached out and took out the ring box from his coat pocket, opened it, took out the diamond ring, grabbed her hand and put it on the ring finger of his left hand.

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Wenyi was speechless. He wanted to withdraw his finger, but he slowly put on the ring.

The man looked down at her fingers, with a deep smile on his lips. "You have my baby in your stomach. You eat the meal in the daytime and sleep in my bed at night. Who can you marry if you don't marry me? Proposal is to satisfy your little fantasy of being a woman. The process of this ceremony is enough. As for the result, is there any other result? "

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after wearing the ring, Mo Shichen stood up from the snow, smiling eyes slowly and tightly staring at her, arms open to her," come here. "

Wenyi looks up at him.

He did not move his eyes. He kept the posture of opening his arms. It seemed that she could not pass, and he always did.

Soon she took two steps forward and fell into his arms.

Mo Shichen kisses her hair top, then holds her straight up and strides into the room with long legs. "It's cold outside, I'll take you back."

Wenyi around his neck, heart and mouth are soft and sweet, although not much surging, but like a stream like infiltration of every pore, dense are small joy.

All of a sudden, she thought of something and hurriedly said, "you, my painting, don't care if you use it?"

"Oh, I can only hold you. As for the painting, I'll have it brought in later."

"You can put me down. I'll go myself. You take the picture."

"No," he said with a bland, sharp refusal, "I just made a successful proposal. I want to hold you and your daughter. Who is in the mood to care about it?"

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she said angrily," that's my thing. It's mine if you give it to me! "

"Then when I take you back, you will come back to get it by yourself?"

Wenyi was so angry that he lowered his head and took a big bite in his ear.

The ear is a sensitive area. Besides, Mo Shichen has not fully relieved it for a long time. He reacts quite a lot. He breathes heavily and says with warning, "honey, if you want to make me hard, you can't solve it by hand."Of course, Wenyi knew what he meant. His face was hot, but he didn't dare to provoke the old rascal again. He was really in his arms.

She raised her hand and played with her ring, deliberately criticizing, "the ring you used to propose is the wedding ring, Mr. mo. you can really make the best of it. You are reluctant to buy a new ring."

The man looked down at her and said, "I will give you a big diamond ring every day, OK?"

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Wenyi," Oh, no need. "

"Well."

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when Mo Shichen held her and passed the living room, he asked Su's mother to send someone to collect the painting and put it in a good place. Then he took her all the way back to the bedroom, put it in a single sofa, bent down to help her take off the scarf, and then took off her coat. The next step is to go straight to the theme, bent up her jaw, and kissed her directly.

It's like a movie shot that's been rehearsed countless times, naturally, in one go.

I don't know how long it took to kiss Wenyi until she was almost paralyzed in the sofa because of being robbed. My fingers also don't know when to hold the cloth of his clothes. After a kiss, she separated. Her cheeks were red and her breath was slightly disordered.

Mo Shichen picked her up and sat on her own, then put her on her legs and held her in her arms.

With her hand gently touching her abdomen, Wenyi can't see that she is pregnant obviously now, but people are indeed plump and feel softer than before.

"Job's tears," said the man in a hoarse and gentle voice, "do you want to have a wedding before you show your baby, or after the baby is born?"

Wenyi didn't respond for a moment. "Wedding?"