Chapter 908： Xiao Ming married

Mu Zi picked up her crow and returned to her car.

In an astonishing tone, she told Murong Cheng what she had seen today.

After listening, Murong Cheng asked her, "Are you envious of people wanting to get married, or are you envious that they can't keep their legs together?"

Mu Zi punched his chest with a fist.

"Can you speak seriously?!" She glared, "I'm talking about Xu Shihan! Your ex-girlfriend is about to marry Mu Zening soon!"

Murong Cheng closed his eyes, adjusted the car seat and leaned back, "I have amnesia, I don't remember having an ex-girlfriend."

"Rogue!" Mu Zi scolded.

After scolding, he looked like he was scornful and wanted to laugh again.

Mu Zi leaned on him and whispered against his ear: "When will the memory be restored, shall we get married?"

Murong Cheng's eyes opened quickly, and he fixedly looked at her: "Now?"

Mu Zi put his head on his shoulders and closed his eyes comfortably: "Don't you remember Xu Shihan?"

Murong Cheng hugged her waist and whispered: "Well, I just remembered it, it seems that there is such an ex-girlfriend."

"Oh." Mu Zi leaned on him, softly responding.

Murong Cheng asked, "I have recovered my memory. Going to get married now?"

Mu Zi still closed his eyes, but the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, holding a smile: "I have amnesia, don't remember how I said this."

Murong Cheng was stunned, and then turned over to press Mu Zi under her body, bit her neck, and slurped.

Mu Zi giggled.

Murong Cheng gritted his teeth: "Either you get married or you can't close your legs, which one do you choose?!"

Mu Zi laughed: "I choose amnesia!"

"Mu Zi!" Murong Cheng became angry.

...

It's a joke, the marriage should indeed be on the agenda.

There is no need to rush, anyway, if two people live together now, it makes no difference whether they are married or not, but the life after marriage can still be looked forward to.

For example, where to go on a honeymoon trip, where to settle after marriage, when to have children, how many children...

Just thinking about it makes me feel very sweet.

The sunny July seems to be a good time for marriage. After Mu Zening's wedding date was set, news of Qu Mingjun's marriage came immediately. The date was earlier than Mu Zening, on this Saturday.

The woman has contracted the largest and most luxurious hotel in Qingjiang City, and the fleet of luxury cars on the wedding day is majestic and stunning.

Jiang Ci asked Qu Mingjun: "Isn't your girlfriend the front desk in your company?"

Qu Mingjun's legs trembled: "That's right..."

Jiang Ci felt incomprehensible: "With such a rich family, you still have to come out to be the front desk girl for three thousand yuan a month?"

Qu Mingjun is still shaking: "She said that this kind of life is more fulfilling..."

Jiang Ci patted him on the shoulder: "By the way, I wish you a happy wedding."

Qu Mingjun was about to cry: "Cousin, you must help me later!"

"Got it!" Jiang Ci raised the wine bottle next to him and shook the liquid inside, "I have already prepared it for you. It is full of mineral water. You can drink it with confidence!"

At this moment, Mu Zi opened the door and came in, urging: "Xiao Ming, are you alright? The wedding is about to begin!"

Today, Mu Zi came here to help the man.

Seeing Qu Mingjun's sweat on her forehead, she couldn't help laughing: "Would you take a bath to get out?"

"That's it, that's it..." Qu Mingjun took out a tissue and wiped his sweat, and finally took a look in the mirror, took a deep breath, and walked out of the room.

Mu Zi took out a bottle of spray from her bag and sprayed it on Qu Mingjun.

"Sweat, haha! lest you smoke the bride!"

The hall outside was already full of guests, and the sound of music and human voices were mixed, and it was lively and festive.

Mu Zi's mood followed the atmosphere with joy.

Jiang Ci teased her: "It's not that you haven't been married. What are you excited about."

If someone else said this, Mu Zi would have turned his face on the spot, but his best friend always held the gold medal for avoiding death, and Mu Zi didn't care about her.

"Look! The bride is here!"