Chapter 743

What's the difference between what he asked and what he didn't ask.

Mo night division estimate also thought of these two things, there is so a moment unnatural on the face, Wu lip light cough a: "that surname spreads, really is not good intention. You stay away from him, that's right. "

"Well, I think I see what you mean. I'll change it later, OK? Qiao Mianmian, I know that I have a lot of things that are not so likable. If you don't like them, I'll change them. Just give me some time. "

"I'll change it. I'll change everything you don't like."

Moyesi is essentially a man with strong desire for possession and control.

In front of Joe Mianmian, he has been very restrained.

If he exposed his true face to her, he would scare her away.

Just now, what she shows has made her feel pressure and tired.

How could he dare to let her know that he has already converged a lot.

Men are almost in a low voice to beg her.

Joe Mianmian raised his head, looked at his careful and nervous expression, and his heart was touched.

This is moyesi.

Growing up with a golden spoon, he was always asked by others. He couldn't ask anyone, and he didn't have to ask anyone's moyesi.

But now

But he kept his posture so low that he begged her.

When and to whom did he ask.

She didn't like him to be overbearing or possessive.

However, if he doesn't care about her, he won't look at her more when he gets cold.

Is it wrong to care about someone?

Like a person, can you control yourself?

In the face of this ink night division, Qiao Mianmian suddenly softened.

Yes, she knew what kind of person he was when she first met him.

His character was developed from childhood.

He has been like this for more than 20 years. How can he change his character all at once.

She had to give him time.

You have to give yourself time.

"Well, I promise you."

She looked at him, the indifference and alienation in her eyes faded a little, and she reached out and motioned him to lower his head.

Mo Ye Sima Shang did as he did.

Joe Mianmian stretched out his hand again. His soft hand fell on his beautiful and deep face, stroked his angular eyebrows and high nose, and finally fell on his warm and soft lips.

She raised her face and looked at him. After a few seconds of silence, her voice was soft and said, "moyesi, would you like to promise me something, too?"

The man's eyes are very deep and deep. He stares at her attentively and nods gently: "OK, you say."

Whatever she's asking for.

He promised her everything.

Whenever she spoke, did he refuse her.

Even if she wanted the stars in the sky, he would try to pick them for her.

"After you, don't be so impulsive again." Joe Mianmian frowned slightly. Thinking of what he had just done, he frowned again and couldn't help sighing, "moyesi, since I've married you, I'm your wife. In the future, the only person I like will be you."

"I can't guarantee other people's ideas, but I can guarantee my own."

In hearing her say "like" these two words, the man's black eyes lit up.

"So don't worry about who will take me away. Do you have no confidence in yourself? Do you think you are such an unattractive man that any man can compare you? "