The snow of the king of the net is drifting

Xiao Mu walked on the streets of England holding Irie's hand, talking and laughing.The lovers on the street hug each other, and everyone's expressions are so beautiful.

When the light turned red, Irie held Xiao Mu's cold little hand while talking.And Xiaomu listened carefully.A car quickly passed by her eyes.

When the light turned green, Irie gently took her hand and walked towards their nest.

Kogure couldn't forget that day three years ago.

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"Duo, stay with me, let's get married, okay?" The ice blue eyes are like a small drop of water rising from the sea.

Irie opened his eyes wide in surprise.

"I'm your little Mu, can I?" I don't want to be the sad Xie Moxue again.

She sobbed.

Irie was so surprised that he couldn't say a word.

"We're together, we're married, okay? Let's get out of here, okay?"

Irie finally came to his senses, and pulled Xiao Mu into his arms.He came to live in England with Xiao Mu in a flash, and cut off contact with others.

Irie is very ashamed, because he also knows that Kazuya also likes Xiaomu very much, and his love is definitely not less than him.

Cuteness is selfish, so selfish that he took Xiao Mu as his own for more than three years...

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Irie will never forget the moment Xiao Mu proposed to him, his heart was boiling like popcorn.

"Duo Duo, what shall we eat today?"

Irie touched his chin handsomely and thought, and said in a gentle and intoxicated voice: "Let's cook Chinese food, shall we?"

"Okay! The rice cooked by Duoduo is the best!"

"It's good to know..."

"Of course, it's because I know all kinds of good things about Duoduo that I take you as my wife..."

Entering the river smiled happily, hooking the bridge of Xiaomu's nose.

"Stop being a good boy!"