C298 I'm New Year's Eve Twenty

"Shang Moze, my stomach is already so big!" After hesitating for a while, Yi Xiaomi slowly said, "Do you really want to get married?" She wanted to use the best image possible to attend the wedding with Shang Moze.

"You just have to wait patiently." She stretched out her slender fingers and hooked a strand of hair from Yi Xiaomi's forehead to the woman's ear. Shang Moze's eyes were serious. "Leave everything to me."

It was fake to say that she was not touched. Yi Xiaomi suddenly thought of her physical condition and the excitement in her heart decreased by half.

Shang Moze, do you know that right now, I am a flower that is constantly withering...

Her slender fingers grabbed the woman's hand that was wearing the ring. Shang Moze's handsome face that made people suffocate had an evil aura on it. "If you wear my ring, you will be my person. Do you still want to run?"

She was thinking about how to go to the hospital for a full examination. However, she could not disturb this man. She had to find out what was wrong with her.

Slowly, a beautiful smile appeared on Yi Xiaomi's face. She suddenly stood on her toes, pure and pure.

Her small face was close and had a bit of fox-like cunningness. Her eyes seemed to be filled with the most dazzling stars in the sky.

Her slender and long arms climbed onto the man's slender and beautiful neck. Yi Xiaomi exhaled like orchids, "You really want to marry me. How are you going to give this betrothal gift?"

"My people are all yours." Her eyes darkened slightly. A pair of wolf-like eyes sparkled in the dark night. The man's long arms hooked and he pressed the woman's body into his embrace. "This dowry is not enough?"

Hehe, this man really knows how to save trouble and directly use me as his dowry?

"Then between the two of us, after marriage, who will cook?" "Your husband will cook." Didn't Mrs Zhang need him to do it himself?

"Who washed the clothes?" "I'll do it." For things like washing clothes, what was a washing machine for? Furthermore, if it really didn't work, he would buy two pieces a day, wear one, and lose one piece. He was rich and willful!

"Who cares about the child?" "Yes, mine." Something like the child, the old man's side was in dire need...

Yi Xiaomi's eyebrows curved like a crescent moon in the night sky. Her eyes were bright like a beautiful crystal chandelier. It was so dark that it was mesmerizing.

"But..." Yi Xiaomi curled her fingers and pouted. The corner of her mouth was almost hanging like an oil bottle. "Why do you feel like I lost?"

If the thousands of socialites in A City heard Yi Xiaomi's words, they would not hesitate to rush over and trample Yi Xiaomi into dried meat...

Damn it, their dream lover, their Prince Charming... Young Master Shang, who they dreamed of stripping, was actually kidnapped by such a wild girl. Damn it. If you kidnap him, then just bear with it. What are you trying to do by saying that you are at a loss?! It was simply drawing hatred!

"How is it a loss? I will give you everything after you get married," Shang Moze said as he reached out his hand to touch the woman's protruding belly. "Or do you want to wait for the child to land and be our flower boy?"

A handsome young man who looked exactly the same as Young Master Shang, walked behind him and sprinkled flowers...

Yi Xiaomi's eyes were full of stars and she nodded. "This is a good idea."

Shang Moze was speechless. He was just saying it. This woman took it seriously. Ah, when the child really landed, he would probably wait until it was cool to the point that it would boil.

A gust of wind blew and Yi Xiaomi's arm could not help but have a layer of goosebumps. She could not help but say, "Ah Chou..." Oh my god, this wind is blowing, why is it so cold...

Taking off his coat, Shang Moze's slender fingers put on the straight and soft suit on the woman. A pair of wolf-like eyes stared intently at the woman's frozen pale face.

"Cold?"

Yi Xiaomi covered her arms and rubbed hard. She looked at Shang Moze in confusion. "Aren't you cold? Why do I feel like it is winter? Ah - Ah - Ah - "

Sister-in-law's immune system was rapidly deteriorating and collapsing.

" Yeah, I'm cold too, "Shang Moze said as he stretched out his strong arms and picked up the woman." Let's go in. " However, the usual night breeze...

"Shang Moze, let me tell you, it feels so bad to be married to you in this life. There are still many places that I haven't been to, and many handsome men haven't hooked up with me. I am twenty years old. Why is a beautiful rose hanging on your crooked tree without eyes? "

" Where do you want to go? I'll accompany you. "

"A lot. The Eifield Tower in Paris, the Sakura and Temple Fair in Hokkaido, the Trolls and Buddhas in Thailand, the sunrise and sunset in the Greek Aegean Sea..."

"Yes, I'll go with you in the future, but don't think about hooking up with handsome guys."

As soon as these words were spoken, there were no refutations or discontentment. Shang Moze lowered his head and saw that the woman in his arms had already closed her eyes and fallen asleep. A pair of white hands gently grabbed the striped tie on her chest.

Her long black eyelashes stopped on her eyelids, like a tired butterfly, finding a place to rest.

"Boss, Sister-in-law will only have half a year at most. I will devote all my attention to research and come up with an effective medicine early in order to kill Davis."

"But, you also have to be mentally prepared. There might be a fierce fight between the Deeves in Sister-in-law's body and the medicine in this suppressant..."

"If the suppressant has the upper hand, then everything will be OK, but if it's Davis, then everything will be OK. Sister-in-law's sleepiness will become even more severe than before. There's also nosebleed, dizziness, chest tightness. These symptoms will become more frequent. "

" Furthermore, half a year's time will become shorter and shorter. At the end of the day, if there is still no good way to kill Davis, Sister-in-law might... fall asleep forever. "

Karl's words rang in his ears one after another. Shang Moze's hands under the woman unconsciously tensed up.

He lifted the woman in his arms and carefully placed her on the soft pillow. Shang Moze's deep eyes stared straight at Yi Xiaomi.

"Since you have already taken my ring, you must accompany me to the end of my next life. " Slowly reaching out his hand, he stopped on the woman's soft black hair. Shang Moze. His eyes were calm, as if he was describing the weather today.

"When we get married, I will make you the happiest bride in the entire A City. No one has ever surpassed you before, no one has ever surpassed you."

Unfortunately, the woman on the bed was sleeping soundly, and her breathing was even. The man's deep and magnetic voice could not enter her ears at all...