"Qiao Mosheng, you are really a bastard. I really hate you. I hate you so much. I hate you so much!" An Muyun burst into tears.
Really, does it have to be for her to cry? Does it have to be for her to look at her like this?
Joe Merson, big bastard.
"An Muyun, I don't want to see you cry, but you have to cry so that I know you love me." After saying that, Qiao Mosheng untied the tie on An Muyun's wrist, held him in his arms, and kissed him.
He touched her face and said softly: "You stupid woman, do you know how long I have been waiting for you to show your true feelings like this? I'm so tired of waiting."
"You!" An Muyun was amused by these words, crying and laughing: "You are really a bastard, a big bastard, do you know?"
"Well, I know, I'm just a bastard, a bastard who makes you angry." Qiao Mosheng smiled, kissed An Muyun's lips, and asked in a low voice: "Then are you willing to marry a bastard like me? We love each other.
Can we stay together for the rest of our lives and never let each other down?"
"Wherever you proposed, I didn't even see a diamond ring." An Muyun pursed her lips and smiled, and now she felt sweet in her heart.
Qiao Mosheng frowned and said deliberately: "Oh, my An Muyun turns out to be the kind of vulgar person who likes to look at diamond rings. What should I do? Should I prepare the diamond ring?"
An Muyun nodded, "Yes, you should prepare a diamond ring for me, otherwise who would marry you."
"Okay, let's do things first and buy a diamond ring tomorrow!" Qiao Mosheng's eyes lit up.
An Muyun pushed, "Come on, you bastard, you are a wolf, right?"
"Yes, I told you before. Wife!"
"Go away, I haven't received the certificate yet, so I don't count as my wife, so don't scream!"
"I'll just call you, wife, wife, wife..."
"Qiao Mosheng...well..."
This night is extremely perfect for two people who love each other. They have each other, but it is difficult for the other person.
Amanda sat in the car and watched quietly as the light in the suite was slowly turned on.
She put her hand on her stomach, her bright face gradually darkened, and tears flowed unconsciously from the corners of her eyes.
Why, why did Qiao Mosheng choose another woman in the end!
What's wrong with her?
What is it about her that doesn't deserve him?
For Qiao Mosheng, she has changed her mind. She has betrayed her family.
Isn't this enough?
The more Amanda thought about it, the sadder she became, and the more she thought about it, the more she hated her.
But she couldn't hate Qiao Mosheng, she only hated An Muyun.
Just now, Qiao Mosheng took An Muyun in, or carried her on his back.
Qiao Mosheng liked An Muyun so much that she was really jealous and unhappy.
Why, how can she not compare to An Muyun?
"Is it because An Muyun is dead that you can see me?" Amanda's eyes suddenly flashed with a hint of sinisterness.
She has never been a believer in men and women. If her love is threatened, she will take it back personally.
No one can take her love away.
Qiao Mosheng, you can only be mine!
Early the next morning, An Muyun woke up and covered his face with a quilt. It was over and he was too embarrassed to see anyone.
"Why, are you shy now, my dear wife? This is the first time I've seen you like this." Qiao Mosheng pulled back the quilt and deliberately teased An Muyun.