Chapter 645

Later, Pang Yi can't speak any more, because his mouth is so wide that he can swallow an egg.

"OK Does it look good? " Xiao'an came out of the back of the screen sheepishly, carrying her skirt, and walked slowly to pangyi's side, looking at the blank picture of pangyi. She was a little uneasy. She didn't know what pangyi thought. She looked down at her happy suit, looked at the rough stitches, and she was upset and frustrated. When she spoke again, her voice was even smaller, "early." I knew I had come to my wife for help earlier. I never embroidered so many flowers. It's the first time Whoops! "

Can't wait for xiao'an to finish, Pang Yi has pushed her to the wall, and then he kisses her with his face in his hands. They haven't kissed each other, and they've done even more intimate and absurd things. But every time they talk to each other, xiao'an's body is always numb and throbbing. It seems that it's the first time he kisses. It seems that he will faint at any time. Fortunately, Pang Yi has been holding her tightly With her, whether Pang Yi let her go or not.

"Didn't it mean that I didn't see the clothes before I got married?" At the end of the kiss, Pang Yi put his forehead on xiao'an's and gasped a little bit, "how can I change my mind and let me see?"

"Afraid I'm afraid you're expecting too much, "she said with a little embarrassment. She looked at Pang Yi with a watery eyes. As soon as Fu touched the man's eyes, she was too busy to move away. Then she continued," I'm not good at craftsmanship. I'm afraid that the happy service I made can't meet your expectation, so I'm worried that you were disappointed on the day of marriage, so So I want to let you have a look at it first. I have a preparation in mind, at least. "

"Why am I disappointed?" Pang Yi leaned over and made a mess on xiao'an's lips and tongue. Listening to her rapid breath, she said in a hoarse voice, "as long as the bride is you, what's the matter with her clothes? What's more, the clothes you made by yourself are happy in my heart. Where can I be disappointed? "

"Then Now that you see it, won't you be surprised on the day of marriage? " Xiao'an's heart is sweet, but suddenly he frowns. "I knew I would I should hold you back if I don't wear it to you! So that you can remember the day you married! "

"It's the same now," Pang Yi said softly, with a low smile, reaching out to touch the small words on the collar of his happy suit. "When you see them, you will remember them all your life."

"That's good, hehe," said little an with a coy smile, reaching out to encircle pangyi's waist and sticking his face to the man's chest. "Pangyi, we are going to get married."

"Yes, I'm going to have a home." Pang Yi said in a soft voice, his nose is suddenly sour.

Since he was a child, he had no family. It's not enough to be a close bodyguard of the eldest son of the emperor. It's better to have no family background. Pangyi is such a person. He has no father or mother. No one has ever cooked him a bowl of hot rice. Later, he became a close bodyguard of Zhong Mingwei. Zhong Mingwei became the closest person to him, but there is a deep mark of master and servant in front of his closeness. After all Zhong Mingwei is the eldest son of the emperor. Before he regards Zhong Mingwei as a relative, he must first understand that they are masters and servants. No matter how close they are, they cannot really become a family. Even though Zhong Mingwei later became a commoner, in his mind, Zhong Mingwei will always be his master. Although he is not the same as before, how can he deal with them Easy, the master is always the master.

Without xiao'an, Pang Yi could not know the importance of women, and even could not realize the sense of security and homecoming brought by home. He never had such a strong desire to have a home, a man who has been wandering for half his life, and finally found his own harbor.

"By the way, Pang Yi, a few days ago, didn't you say that you asked the magistrate to help me reorganize my household registration?" What did little an suddenly think of? He was too busy to look up and ask pangyi, "when are you going? Before we get married? "