I go north, you go south

Hearing Ling Bei's disdainful words, Mo Ziwen immediately became dissatisfied: "Xiaohuan is willing to trouble me now, which means that I am different in her heart after all.

"If things go on like this, I'm not far from becoming a regular."

Mo Ziwen argued with Ling Bei here in a serious manner, and at the end he didn't forget to complain: "What else do you do besides making sarcastic remarks all day long? Just take good care of my sister-in-law.

"I want you to give me bad ideas here."

Mo Ziwen "cut" and immediately put on an expression of "I'm so sorry to talk nonsense with you".

He only heard Ling Bei laugh helplessly, and his tone was tinged with relief: "Are you really thinking of her with all your heart?

"Why, she feels special?"

Mo Ziwen on the side was unconsciously fiddling with the car keys in his hand, and his eyes involuntarily fell on Xu Huan who was acting coquettishly with Nan Zishu not far away, and a smile gradually formed on the corner of his mouth: "That's right, she is very special.

"I just like her and want to stay with her forever."

Mo Ziwen paused, and his smile gradually became pampered: "Even if she scolds me and takes care of me for the rest of my life...

"Should be interesting too, right?"

Mo Ziwen's eyes followed Xu Huan for a long time, and the cherishment in his eyes was beyond words: "It turns out that there is such a thing as love at first sight in this world.

"I even said at the time, 'This girl has such a hot temper, whoever marries her will be really unlucky.

"Perhaps at that time, it was already a hint to me? I just like to hear her scolding me unscrupulously."

Mo Ziwen's smile grew stronger.There was a tenderness and affection that seldom appeared in the past in his eyes.

However, Mo Ziwen, who has always dressed in an unconventional way, today's attire is also quite regular.A black suit and black leather shoes are a solemn match that cannot be more solemn.

Based on Ling Bei's understanding of Mo Ziwen, it must not be just because of today's occasion that he follows the rules.

Mo Ziwen noticed Ling Bei's probing gaze, and when he turned his head to look at Ling Bei, his expression became familiar with anger again: "Brother, you are staring at me with such eyes, which makes me feel very unsafe."

Ling Bei chuckled, but didn't care about his teasing: "I haven't seen you for a few days, but you have 'modified' all the characteristics of yourself that no one can change for more than ten years according to Xu Huan's standard configuration.

"Should I say that where there is a will, there is a way, or 'love brain'?"

"Of course, where there is a will, there is a way."

Mo Ziwen didn't care about the ridicule in Ling Bei's words at all: "Let me tell you, I promise to bring Xiaohuan home during the Chinese New Year this year.

"You wait."

These words really shocked Ling Bei a little: "What? My aunt and uncle have urged the marriage to such an extent?
"Ziwen, do you want it curly like this?"

"If we don't set a flag, this matter will not be in the foreseeable future?" Mo Ziwen looked serious: "Love is never something that comes first. If I dawdle, Xiaohuan will be abducted by others." , I still have to work hard to get her to change her mind."

"Hey, it's better to be quick and find a suitable opportunity to confess your love to her directly, so as to save you from having long nights and dreams."

Mo Ziwen was talking to himself and planning his "wife-chasing career", then as if thinking of something, he turned his head and raised an eyebrow at Ling Bei: "Brother, when are you going to propose to my sister-in-law?"