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1739. Chapter 1739 A model of Dongsheng female neuropathy

"I know." Leng Zirui also looked solemn, "Brother, I really must apologize for not being able to attend your wedding."

"Family, why are you so polite?" Leng Zimo tightened his hand on his arm slightly, "When you come back, I will help you and Xu Xia organize the wedding."

Leng Zirui laughed, "Well, this is like being a big brother. Remember to be more grand than you and Luo Xiaoqian. I promised Xu Xia that I won't let her envy Xiaoqian in the future."

Leng Zimo raised his chin pretending to be proud, "I find this a bit difficult."

Leng Zirui rolled his eyes back at him.

Leng Zimo regained his composure, "Does Xu Xia know about this?"

"I just flew back in the afternoon. She is still in Hong Kong. I will tell her tomorrow when she comes back." Leng Zirui sighed, "I can't help it. Who told her to fall in love with a man like me!"

Leng Zimo nodded slightly, "Where's dad?"

"I'll go over and see him later." Leng Zirui pondered for a moment, "Although Locke is dead, you still have to be more careful, just in case."

"I know." Leng Zimo looked at him with concern, "You don't have to worry about my affairs. If you need anything, call me at any time."

"Okay." Leng Zirui nodded seriously, "Then I'm leaving."

"I send you."

Leng Zimo sent him out of the study. Luo Xiaoqian and Luo Jun, who were writing invitations in the opposite room, heard the two people coming out and walked out to see him off together.

The family of three sent Leng Zirui out of the gate and watched him get into the car and leave. Leng Zimo bent over and picked up the little guy.

"Let's go write the invitation together!"

The three of them returned to Luo Jun's room. Leng Zimo took up the pen and helped Luo Jun write the names of the guests he wanted to invite on the invitation one stroke at a time.

After writing the invitation, they gave the little guy a bath and put him on the pillow to sleep. Then the couple returned to their room.

"Is Zirui really just training?!" Luo Xiaoqian asked softly.

This incident was so sudden that she couldn't help but feel a little suspicious.

Leng Zimo came over and hugged her gently, "He didn't say anything. I guess it is a more difficult task. You have to help him hide this from Xu Xia."

Luo Xiaoqian frowned worriedly, "Is there any danger?"

"No, Zirui often went on missions like this before. Don't look at him for being careless. That guy is a better person than 007." Leng Zimo patted her back comfortingly, "It's getting late.

Go take a shower and get some good beauty sleep these days. I want my bride to be the most beautiful bride in the world."

Luo Xiaoqian raised her face, made an exaggerated grimace at him, and then asked in a deliberately coy voice, "Husband, am I not beautiful now?"

Seeing her funny look, Leng Zimo was just teased by her and slightly raised the corners of his lips, "My wife is beautiful no matter what."

"Of course." Luo Xiaoqian put away her grimace and raised her chin proudly, "I can play the role of a lolita and the queen; I can get the sunburnt and red cheeks; I can play with the freshness and swallow the heavy taste...

She is completely the goddess Jingruo and a model of the crazy woman who wins over the dynamic. Being able to marry me is a blessing that you have cultivated in eight lifetimes."

Leng Zimo laughed loudly, pulled her over and held her in his arms, "Then let me have something heavy tonight, okay?!"

"What heavy flavor?" Luo Xiaoqian asked confusedly.

He lowered his face and whispered something in his ear.

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