Murong Qingzhen was naturally startled by her words. He looked at her suspiciously and asked: "Marriage room? You said...".
"Yes, when I say the wedding room, it means the house where we got married. Why, Qingzhen, you don't want to?"
She looked at him with a look of expectancy and melancholy, even a bit of longing, and said to herself: If you don't want it, I will find a way to make you do it, unless you don't plan to marry me at all.
In that case, your father will not let you go in the first place! And you, Murong Qingzhen, are a complete bastard! Just like your father, you deserve to be killed by a thousand cuts!
"No, it's nothing to me. I just heard you say this suddenly... Haha, Ah Zi, it seems that you still have the same temper as when you were a child. You say whatever you think. In fact, what I like most is your straightforward temperament.
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Jiang Zimo walked to the window and opened the curtains, and the winter sunshine outside poured in, spreading warmth all over the floor.
"What's so good about my temperament? It's easy to offend people, and it's often thankless. By the way, Qingzhen, do you think I should decorate this room in a Mediterranean style? Here, in this place, make a semicircle
The bed is shaped like a bed, and the surrounding walls are painted with blue paint. I personally paint the patterns I like. In the summer, the white gauze curtains are hung, and as soon as I walk in, I feel the fresh breath.
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She was gesticulating in the room and talking, pointing to a certain place for him from time to time. Murong Qingzhen listened to her thoughts with a smile, and when she finally stopped, he asked: "You said you wanted to go to the Jiang family?"
To be our wedding room, why didn't you ask your father and Aunt Yao for their opinions just now? Azi, you know I don't care about these things, but I'm afraid they will..."
Jiang Zimo quickly turned around and sneered: "Are you afraid they won't agree? What qualifications do they have to disagree? Don't forget, this house was left to me by my mother! I'm getting married now.
Of course we have to ask them to move out, otherwise where will our children live when they are born? Qingzhen, you personally promised that your first child will be named after me! Do you want to go back on your word now? "
After she spoke, her tone gradually became louder. In fact, just as the corners of her eyes swept across the carpet in front of the door, she had already seen a figure passing by.
Listen to the corner? Yao Yuhan, you are really getting more and more capable!
Since you want to hear it, I will let you hear it as much as you want!
Seeing that she was getting excited, Murong Qingzhen could only comfort him: "Okay, okay, this is what I promised. Don't worry, I won't break my promise. Ah Zi, come on, don't get excited now, I'll get you a drink."
water."
He stood up as he spoke, and when he opened the door, he happened to see Yao Yuhan standing outside the door holding two cups of tea.
A trace of embarrassment slipped across Yao Yuhan's face. She looked at her nephew and said a little uncomfortably: "I saw that you didn't drink any water after eating, so I brought you two cups of Longjing that your uncle had just brewed."
Murong Qingzhen quickly stretched out his hand to take it, and said politely: "You can just ask the servant to do these things, why do you have to serve them yourself?"
Yao Yuhan looked at Jiang Zimo, and his face showed the look of grievance and pity that she hated so much. Jiang Zimo rolled his eyes disdainfully, thinking that labor and management are not men, you are such a bitch