After accepting the blessings of all the "big people" from all over the world, Mu Yiman almost walked to her feet until her feet were weak. She was really not used to wearing such high shoes. It was so painful and tiring.
But when he saw Qian Zihan blocking all the wine for her without any complaint, he felt warm in his heart. At the same time, he couldn't help but feel a little worried. Will there be any trouble if he had drunk so much wine and will his stomach feel uncomfortable?
As if he felt the little woman's worried gaze, Qian Zihan turned his head to comfort her shoulder and patted her "sexually". The soft and delicate touch of his fingertips made him stunned. A hint of ambiguity and light smile was pulled on his handsome face, "Don't worry, tonight is our 'breedy night', and I will not miss it!"
"You..." Mu Yiman's face turned red and she immediately lowered her head, for fear that others would find out what she was doing at this time. This dead monster didn't look at the occasion and just joked with her like this.
"I'm not kidding!" Qian Zihan saw through her thoughts at a glance and stared at her with a burning look, "You are my woman. No matter what method can tie you tightly around you, I will not miss it!"[
"Qianzihan..." Mu Yiman's voice was as low as a mosquito, and her face was about to be bleeding, because she had already felt that all the guests around had stopped eating, drinking, talking and laughing, and all looked at them. When she heard Qianzihan's domineering declaration, everyone applauded at the same time.
"I am worthy of being the first son of An Ningguo. Not only can he shine in politics, but he is even so bold and bold in his feelings. If he inherits the position of president in the future, An Ningguo will inevitably be more prosperous." The guests sighed.
Hearing their words, Qian Zihan just nodded gracefully, showing her noble style. Her every move exuded the temperament of dominating the world, making the daughters of prime ministers and presidents present blush and heartbeat. Looking at Mu Yiman's envy and jealousy, they all lamented her good luck, and she could marry such an excellent husband.
"You're tired, follow my mother to rest first!" After kissing her forehead lightly, Qian Zihan reluctantly let go of her. Although he had hoped that he could integrate her into her body and never separated from her for a moment, the little woman must be very tired after walking so many roads with him today. He couldn't bear to let his little wife suffer any grievances.
Next, it’s the battlefield for men! Qian Zihan and Qian Yichen are the protagonists of this war.
Qian Zihan is so gentle today, so gentle that she felt like she had hallucinations. Happiness came so quickly, and so illusory, as if it was about to disappear soon. After leaving his embrace of faint fragrance, Mu Yiman suddenly felt a lot of empty heart, and a strong sense of loss surged into her heart.
What to do? She will leave tonight. She will never see Qian Zihan again. When she thinks of this, her heart will be so painful that she can't breathe. Han, I like you, I really don't want to leave you, but what else can I do?
The corners of her mouth were filled with wry smiles. She looked back at him reluctantly for the last time, and then was pulled away under Su Ningxia's teasing gaze. The couple would just be separated for a while and would meet again in the evening. What?