Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

He was afraid that she would not believe it, so he emphasized again: "Believe me, I really have no memory of what happened that night, I can swear to God."

Zi Yihan raised his hand and was about to speak.But Han Mengxiao grabbed his hand back: "In the past, my mother told me that men's oaths are the most unreliable. If you make a mistake, you can solve it by taking an oath. That would be too simple."

She stared into his eyes and said, "So let's swear it. If you want me to believe what you said, you have to prove it with your actions." She blinked her eyes: "You burned the kitchen, you owe it If I have a meal, invite me to eat at a roadside stall."

Zi Yihan's eyes were wet, and he hugged Han Mengxiao tightly: "Meng, I... thank you."

Thank you for still being by my side, thank you for giving me the chance to forgive me, thank you for still liking me for being so bad to you in the previous life.

I only know now that your stubbornness, your coldness, your bravery, your aloofness, and your independence are all just a coat to protect yourself from harm.

But in your heart, you are still so pure, so kind, so selfless, and such a good woman who thinks of everyone around you.

The best woman in this world.

"Meng," Zi Yihan hugged Han Mengxiao and stood up, only to realize that there was a question he didn't understand, and asked, "What is a roadside stall?"

The corner of Han Mengxiao's mouth twitched, and his tongue came out with a poisonous tongue: "I thought you, Zi Yihan, were capable, but I didn't know that. The literal meaning is, you eat at the roadside stalls."

Zi Yihan was dumbfounded, as expected, it was very literal.

When Han Mengxiao was enjoying himself eating a large bowl of wontons, Zi Yihan looked at her quietly, and occasionally wiped the oil stains on the corners of her mouth with the handkerchief in his hand, feeling sincerely There is something called happiness.

It turns out that the reason why the cold heart has not been warm for so many years is that there is such a woman missing.

Thinking of Ziru again, her heart sank, she looked deeply at Han Mengxiao, and made a decision:

Regardless of whether he is Zi Yihan or Yehua who will become the god of heaven in the future, he only needs Han Mengxiao as a wife. If he really hurt Ziru that night, he will have a good talk with Ziru, except for the matter of marrying Ziru. As for other things, no matter what Ziru asks, he will do it for her.

With such a decision, Zi Yihan's heart became more stable, a smile floated on his face, and his tone was gentle: "Meng, eat slowly, and no one will grab you, it's like a starved ghost reincarnated."

"I'm not a reincarnation of a starving ghost." Han Mengxiao bit the wonton in his mouth, swallowed it, and said, "I'm a living ghost who hasn't starved to death yet."

"Okay, you are a cute living ghost, come here, eat more, I will give you this bowl too." Zi Yihan gave Han Mengxiao the wonton in front of him to eat.

Seeing him smiling brightly, Han Mengxiao felt unhappy. How dare this man who committed a capital crime laugh in front of her? !She waved to him: "Zi Yihan, come here, I'll tell you something."

"What's the matter?" Zi Yihan put his ear closer and asked.

"I don't have any money." Han Mengxiao grabbed her heavy money bag with the hand hidden in her sleeve. She just looked at it, but Zi Yihan didn't have any money on him.

Zi Yihan really blushed, lowered his voice and said: "Then what should I do, I, I don't have any money with me."