Cloud Shan Shan a listen to this words to want to refute, by late late eye quick hand of cover mouth.

"Come on, look at Zheng Meijia. She's a little kid! If brother Mo marries her, it's not a wife. It's a daughter! Do you think everyone tastes like you? "

Rong Xi blasted his hair, took back his gaze, and continued unconvinced, "and I've always been curious. Did my goddess dig your ancestral grave or what happened? How could you always aim at her, psychopath?"

Gu Xicheng sneered, "for her, I also feel like a waste of time, but everything is her own ignorance!"

He didn't care about Rong Xi's incessant language attack any more. He looked at Wen Mo with a cold face and said, "what about you, give me a word?"

Between the eyes and ears, as always indifferent.

With these people, he felt that there was nothing to say.

Emotional problems have always been between him and tardiness.

"Will you marry me?" He turned his head, staring at the startled late night, seriously, word clear asked again.

Chi Wan thinks she's going crazy. She knows that Wen Mo has a dark stomach and suspects that he's pushing her to submit.

At this juncture, if she does not agree, she will not be able to stop writing. The so-called words about being taken care of are bound to be leaked, and she will be said to be ignorant.

So promise him?

You're kidding!

Late in the moment of thinking, Zheng Meijia's state seems to be more tangled than her.

Among the guests, the man's eyes are complex.

They've all learned the tricks in Ershao's shopping mall. How can they tame such a young fierce lion?

Women are more simple, looking at the late eyes, only the envy of red fruit!

Ever since Wen Mo appeared in Bincheng, his mysterious background, M group, unique external conditions and noble and self-supporting temperament have all deeply attracted the women who have met him.

But his temperament, which can only be seen from afar but can not be profaned, makes the women who love him hesitate and hesitate.

The daughter of Bincheng is placed in the imperial capital, which is not comparable at all.

Wen Er Shao doesn't even like the celebrities in the imperial capital. Will he still like them?

So in the face of him, they also feel inferior.

But they compare with late, that's the difference between heaven and earth, OK!

What is late? Orphans without parents, or from the entertainment industry that kind of dirty place to come out!

What did she do to Wen Er Shao!

A group of women stare at tardiness, eager to take her place and say "I will" to Wen Er Shao.

"Late, late! If you promise, I'll tear your mouth

Zheng Meijia's whole popularity is shivering, and the anger in her eyebrows and eyes is gradually emerging.

The original dilemma of late to hear this sentence, the layer of cold eye fleeting.

Within two seconds, she nodded to Wenmo with a smile, and said, "I do. Thank you, Wenmo

He helped her out and defuse her embarrassment.

If she refuses, he will be the one who is disgraced in public.

Hearing her answer, Wen Mo's heart missed a beat.

Originally, he was really helping her out, but from her mouth, it seemed that It's beautiful

With a slight smile, he took up her hand in the sound of continuous back breathing, and dropped a kiss on the back of her hand.

"From today on, you are my fiancee."