Menikahi kembali, Mustahil! - Bab 579 (AKHIR)

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Bab 579 Saya Seorang Guru Pemanggil (2)

She is very clear that this person in Mu Chucheng does not look at his usual cynicism, but in fact the most emotional, and the brotherhood of Ming Jinnian for more than 20 tahun, how can it be broken?

If he really shoots today, he is afraid that he will not be good in the future.

Xi He did not care about Ming Jinnian, but she was distressed by her early city.

“Biarkan dia pergi?” Mu Chucheng frowned.

Xihe picked up his clothes from the sofa and pulled him with his hand: “I don’t want to see him again.”

She has picked up his pistol and handed it to the British.

When he left the box, Ming Jinn sat in a chair and his body was stiff, but he did not look back at them and they did not look back.

Mu Chucheng’s mood was low today, and he was unwilling to live in the hospital. He asked the doctor and took him to the hospital. He also arranged for the British to go to the house to check him every day.

Pada malam hari, after Xi warmed up and fell asleep, Xihe went downstairs and saw Muchucheng sitting on the sofa smoking, and there was a bottle of wine on the coffee table.

She walked over to him and sat down, took the cigarette from his hand and pressed it on the ashtray.

Di masa lalu, every time she took the cigarette **** from his hand, she put it in her mouth, but I didn’t expect that the cigarette **** would be put in the ashtray directly.

“Why don’t you suck?”

Xihe got a little hair, and the eyebrows were full of style: “I want to prepare for pregnancy, so I quit smoking.”

Mu Chucheng hooked her lips, her slender hand stretched over, pinched her small chin, and kissed her red lips: “We regenerate a few.”

Xi and smile: “When are you a pig? Regeneration and warm companion are enough. I have been abused by the province.”

Mu Chucheng bit her lip, the voice is low and sexy: “Xihe…”

Xihe was kissed by him with some confusion: “Sehat?”

“Mari kita menikah?”

“We are married.” Xihe raised his hand and let him see the ring on his finger.

Mu Chucheng reached out and grabbed her hand and pulled it to her mouth and kissed it: “I am talking about, we are holding a wedding, I want everyone to know that you are the woman of my first city, let All the men have given me a long way…”

“When we registered, you have already made a lot of trouble.”

The red book was taken to the media, and then it was very hot.

“Tidak cukup, bigger.” Mu Chucheng shook his head.

Xi and smile: “Oke.”

Bagaimanapun, the things that this man decided can’t be changed. Marry and get married.

Xihe leaned on the sofa: “I want to ask friends from Ancheng to come, but also to invite Wei Wei, but Su Shi is not in a good mood recently. Is Song Tingyu really an accident?”

Mu Chucheng licked her hair with her hand and did not answer her question. She only said, “You ask Su Shi to come over. It is good that she is here.”

Xihe nodded…

“When we get married, will your grandparents die?”

Mu Chucheng laughed low: “It is estimated.”

“What if they don’t accept me in my life?”

Mu Chucheng leaned on her shoulder and gave her a look: “Apakah kamu peduli?”

Xihe smiled and shook his head.

She has never been sad or saddened by those who are not worthy of their own ideas.

Mujia two old people never put her in the heart, why should she be worried about their prejudice against themselves?

Muchucheng is used to high-profile, so his wedding is also very high-profile, just as he said to Xihe that night, let the world know that Xihe is his woman, let those men roll far Far away, so on the wedding day, he invited a lot of reporters, the media reported throughout the process.

How big is the trouble, Saya tidak tahu, I thought that a certain princess was married.

Xihe said this with Mucheng, but Mucheng said that this is the princess’s marriage, which is clearly the queen’s marriage!

Iya, Xihe and the other is to say that this man, how about his love, kemudian…

But the result of the sensation is that after the wedding, Xihe is tired, lying in bed is not wanting to move at all…

When Mu Chucheng was sent in, it seemed to be a little drunk. The man had a good amount of alcohol. How much alcohol should he drink in order to get drunk?

Sulit dibayangkan.

She could only get up, help the man untie the tie, take off his coat and throw it on the chair. When he helped him with his shirt button, he suddenly reached out and held her wrist and opened his eyes.

“You are not drunk?”

“Tidak, how can they let me back?” Mu Chucheng turned over and pressed Xihe on the bed, pulling her wedding dress and trying to tear it off directly.

“Spring is worth a thousand dollars.”

Xihe quickly pressed his wrist with his hand: “Mu Chucheng, when can you change the bad habit of tearing clothes?”

When I was impatient, I always tore her clothes.

Itu normal, but today it’s different!

The priceless wedding dress was torn by him. He didn’t feel bad, she still hurts!

Mu Chucheng was impatient: “It’s just a wedding dress, you like me to buy it for you.”

Xihe said nothing to relax: “Tidak, this is the wedding dress I came to marry you, I have to keep it to commemorate.”

Mu Chucheng’s mouth smirked: “I thought you would keep it for the warm future.”

Xihe sat up immediately: “This can be.”

Mu Chucheng: “…” He is joking, she is still serious?

“Warmer can’t wear your clothes.” According to her current body development trend, it will not be long before she will become a little fat girl.

“Warm will be thin.” Xihe has special confidence in his daughter.

Mu Chucheng has not touched Xihe for a long time. Before he was injured, he worried about his injury and refused to let him touch. Kemudian, he was busy with the wedding affairs every day. She went home and fell asleep, not letting He touched.

He feels that he is a monk!

It’s hard to be the wedding night of the two of them this evening, and Xihe still said a bunch.

“When you do, don’t want me to tear your clothes off, quickly take off your clothes, lie on the bed, open your legs.”

Xihe kicked him with his foot.

Mu Chucheng took her ankle: “Turun.”

Xihe had to take off her wedding dress and just took off the cumbersome wedding dress. Before she turned around, the man hugged her and threw it on the soft bed.

Xihe pushed him by hand: “Mu Chucheng, kamu menunggu…”

Mu Chucheng put her hands up on the top of her head by hand: “I don’t want a child? Apa yang kamu tunggu? Saya tidak sabar.”

The voice has not fallen, he has already caught the red lips of Xihe.

Malam, still very long…

The days are still very long…