Could it be that he is not an ordinary child? He will inherit the title and family in the future. Both the old Duke and Jiao Yang have great hopes for him. His marriage cannot be held casually.
Moreover, the Leng family also believes that Leng Ran is still a bit young.
After all, they are Chinese, and they still have some traditional ideas. They always feel that it is a bit early for two children under the age of twenty to get married.
Therefore, after discussion between the two families, they decided to schedule the wedding on Mo Fei's twentieth birthday.
"Xiao Fei, I know you really like Xiao Xiao." Luo Xiaoqian said with a smile, "Just use this more than a year to talk about love!"
"good."
Mo Fei agreed with a smile.
On the side, Leng Ran secretly looked into his eyes, and he chuckled softly.
Hearing her laughter, Mo Fei's fingers holding her palm lightly scratched her palm twice.
Smelly girl, you are happy now, but you have to make him wait for more than a year!
"Okay, it's getting late. Now that the matter is settled, let's go to bed early." Leng Zimo stood up with a smile, "We will go back to England tomorrow to make plans for the engagement and wedding with Mr. Duke. What do you want?
Will you go back with us?"
"Dad... you go back first, we have agreed to drive back to France." Leng Ran said hurriedly.
Could it be that there were so many things arranged for her, and she couldn't let him down?
"Okay!" Leng Zimo nodded with a smile, "Then we will fly to England tomorrow, and you can continue driving back to France. It's still early in the holiday anyway, so you two should have a good rest."
So, everyone left together and went back to their rooms to rest.
Leng Ran and Mo Fei's rooms were arranged in three rows, very close to each other.
They went upstairs together and sent Leng Ran to the door of her room.
"Good night!"
"Could it be!"
Seeing that he was about to leave, Leng Ran spoke hurriedly.
"Huh?!" Mo Fei turned around and looked at her, "What's wrong?"
Leng Ran lowered her face and bit her lip, "If... if you are in a hurry... we... can apply for a marriage certificate first!"
Anyway, it doesn't matter if the wedding ceremony is held later, as long as they are a formal marriage, he doesn't have to worry so much.
Marriage certificate?
Mo Fei was startled for a moment, then he realized what she meant. Looking at Leng Ran's crimson face, he lightly raised the corner of his lips and walked up to her.
"Do you really think...that's what I mean when I say I'm looking forward to getting married?!" He reached out to touch the top of her hair, lowered his face and kissed her gently on the forehead, "I just can't wait to publicize it to the world.
You just belong to me, don’t think too much about it...go to bed early."
Leng Ran felt relieved, "Then...good night."
"Good night!"
Smiling at her, Mo Fei retracted his palm, turned and walked towards his room.
After taking two steps, he stopped again, turned around and looked at her.
"but……"
Leng Ran was about to close the door, but when he heard what he said, he stopped and looked at him doubtfully.
Mo Fei raised the corners of his lips mischievously, "I'm looking forward to that too!"
I thought he was going to say something serious, but as he said it, he became unserious again.
Boom!
Leng Ran slammed the door directly.
Could it be that he chuckled in the corridor.
This girl is blushing more and more.
In the past, when he teased her like this, she would just pat him on the head like a sister and say, "Children, don't think so wildly."
Now...she finally treats him as a real man.
Twentieth birthday!
There is still more than a year left, so let him plan the wedding and honeymoon!
