"Me The tone is frivolous and doesn't take this matter seriously.
Mu Qiqi was more angry, "then why don't you discuss with me in advance?"
"I have discussed with you, will you still promise me to say it?" In fact, what she thinks in her heart, Mo yanjue can't wait to let the whole family recognize her and accept her, so he can't wait.
Only when the whole family accepted her can she be made public.
Even if she does not intend to let more people know their own relationship for the time being, in the Mohist school, Mrs. Mo's identity must be recognized, which is his most basic guarantee for her.
"You know I won't promise, why do you want to do this?" Mu Qiqi turns around, stubbornly stares at him, beautiful eyebrow is full of anger.
"Because I know that time is the best medicine, time will give you what you want." Such a philosophical paragraph came out of his mouth, and Mu Qiqi felt a little surprised.
Like him so overbearing people, should not say I want to do what I want, do not you care?
He did not play according to the routine to play a surprise, Mu Qiqi looked at his innocent blink, "you know what I think?"
"Nonsense, I'm your husband. Can I not know what you think?"
Mu Qiqi was blocked without saying anything. He flattened his mouth and forced himself to look for face. "I'll spare you this time. Next time, no matter what, you have to discuss with me in advance. Do you know? It made me look like a fool when I saw my grandparents yesterday
"No, you're cute." With a smile, he gently kisses her forehead, and then takes her to the dresser to blow her hair.
Taking off the pink towel, the black hair cascades down. She grabs the hair dryer on the table and gently blows her wet hair.
Mu Qiqi sat in front of the dresser, looking at the man in the mirror gently.
Her slender body is wrapped in a suit designed by her own, which exudes the charm of a mature man.
Mu Qiqi secretly looked at it, gently pursed a good-looking arc, and instantly felt that she was taken care of as a little girl.
"Mo Yan Jue?" I don't know why, she suddenly wanted to call his name, in fact, there is nothing to say.
"Well?" Sexy voice is very low very deep, while seriously blowing her hair dry, while a reply.
"Will you play for me like this all your life?" Smart eyes like a shining gem, the playful voice covers up some expectations in the heart.
She thought, she asked as a joke, and he answered as a joke.
But unexpectedly, he turned off the hair dryer in his hand, and then went around to her, looking down at her from above.
Small heart pulled into a ball, she was a little nervous, "you... What are you doing?"
"I'll answer your question." Junlang's face didn't have a little joking expression, and his clear eyes were staring at her.
What's the serious answer.
"I will blow your hair not only in this life, but also in the next and next life." With the numbness of words, Mo yanjue reached out and gently stroked her face.
"Who wants the next life? I'll meet you in the next life. It's annoying!" Don't open your face and continue to grab the hair dryer on the table and use the hair dryer to break the ever-growing ambiguous atmosphere ···
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