Chapter 731： I can only treat my son a little bit better

"I do not want to!"

Mo Jiangye opened his eyes and looked at the woman who was half kneeling in front of him. He pulled her into his arms with a big hand.

"you……"

"How can one life be enough? Ye Erruo, I won't promise you, I have to live forever."

She sat on his lap and smiled, and then lay in his ear: "Mo Jiangye, would you like to marry Yerruo as your wife, and live with her in a sacred marriage contract? Whether it's illness or health, Poverty or rich, are you willing to love her, respect her, and protect her? And are willing to never leave her and love her forever?"

She repeated what she had just said again, replacing her life with life after life.

Mo Jiangye glanced at the warm dress in the room with a hoarse voice: "I am willing."

"So, if you are willing to marry Mo Jiangye as your husband, and live with him in the sacred marriage contract? Whether it is disease or health, poverty or wealth, you are willing to love him, respect him, and be willing to always Don’t leave him alone and love him for life and life. It’s not good to men other than Mo Jiangye, including his son. You can only treat your son a little bit better. You won’t let him surpass your husband in your heart. Son and neglect your husband, don’t..."

Ye Erruo was dumbfounded and kept listening to him talking in his ear. He kept talking for nearly two minutes.

"Huh? Are you willing?"

"I……"

"Say it."

"I do."

"Yeah, good baby." He snatched the ring from her hand and put it on her, the corners of evil lips kept rising.

Ye Erruo looked at him without blinking, and after he put the ring on, she put it on again.

There is red wine on the piano.

Yerruo took two glasses of red wine into his hands, looked at the beautiful liquid in the glass with a gentle expression, and then drank a glass of wine with him.

"You did it all?" His dumb voice was so sexy.

"When did you make it?"

"I made it long ago," she said softly.

Most of the rooms are handmade, and even some of the flowers on the furnishings are folded with colored paper.

Mo Jiangye hugged her and stroked the ring. This is the most beautiful, precious and meaningful priceless baby he has ever received.

Almost everything in the room was made by Ye Erruo himself, not as gorgeous as the wedding he gave him, but it was also the warmest nest.

"Why bring the ugly boy in?" He gritted his teeth in her ear.

"We are a family."

"Is this our wedding?" He bit her ear and asked in a low voice.

Ye Erruo snuggled in his arms: "It may be a little crude, and now there is no way to hold a normal wedding."

"I like it very much."

Ye Erruo pulled her lips and saw that he had been touching the ring on his hand. Suddenly, the corner of her mouth was smiling.

She raised her hand and glanced at the ring in her hand, and then took the two rings they had just replaced. She put the two rings together and looked at the light carefully.

"looking at what?"

"Mo Jiangye, do you think these two rings are wrong?" She said in a low voice in his ear.

Mo Jiangye reached out and took the ring in her hand with complicated eyes.

Their rings are a pair, the materials are exactly the same, and they are designed by Mo Jiangye himself.

The eyes of the two collided, and a self-evident understanding made them smile at each other.