Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 22 Once you enter Xiaomen, it's as deep as the sea, and the prince is a passerby from now on
When Ou Lan arrived at the school, a strong scent of youthful female hormones rushed to her face.

It's all because of Berrimer.

Bailimu has won three consecutive Winter Olympics figure skating champions and repeatedly broke his own records. In an interview, he directly stated that after the Winter Olympics, he would choose to retire and study at Yinghua University.

As a result, Yinghua University, a century-old prestigious school, became agitated, and the girls who admired him became even more obsessed and crazy, looking forward to it all day long.

Some girls even directly pulled out banners on campus, "Bailimu, I will marry you as soon as you return to China, there is no discussion."

The senior management of Yinghua University felt extremely honored. The video of the Berlimu game was replayed on the big screen of the campus all day long, and countless girls gathered under the big screen every day, looking up obsessively.

Ou Lan looked at Da Ping Mu from a distance, and sighed slightly, alas, once she entered Xiaomen, it was as deep as the sea, and since then the prince is a passerby, and she no longer has the capital to be obsessed with Bai Limu.

Princes belong to girls, and she is already a young woman.

"Olan!"

Looking around, Ou Lan saw Lin Ziran who was waving at her. Today she was wearing a palace-style princess bubble dress with light makeup, standing under the big screen, looking like she was always ready to rush up and lick the screen.

Thinking of the business, Ou Lan trotted over and grabbed Lin Ziran's hand, "Hurry up, I have something to tell you."

Lin Ziran didn't move, "Let's put everything aside, I want to watch the replay of Bailimu's race."

Ou Lan rolled her eyes, "Please, have you read it N times?"

"Then please, Wang Ziruyu will never get tired of watching it."

Without further ado, Ou Lan pulled Lin Ziran away and left, "You are definitely interested in what I want to tell you."

"what's up?"

"Zhan Mo Xiao remarried."

"What?" Lin Ziran screamed all of a sudden, "Who said that, how do you know?"

There are two national idols in the Zhelan Empire, one is Bai Limu, and the other is Zhan Moxiao. Although they are in different fields and types, they have also captured the hearts of countless girls.

There is a saying circulating on the Internet, as a woman, if you don't marry Zhan Moxiao, you can marry Bailimu, and if you don't marry Bailimu, then you can marry Zhan Moxiao later.

Lin Ziran is a faithful believer in this sentence.

All the way to the maple tree behind the playground, it was quiet and deserted.

Ou Lan solemnly announced, "The woman Zhan Mo Xiao married is me."

"What?" Lin Ziran was surprised for two seconds, and then, "Hahaha..." He was out of breath from laughing, and even patted the tree trunk next to him, "What are you dreaming about, don't make me laugh ?"

Ou Lan had the urge to kick Lin Ziran to death, "What I said is true."

Lin Ziran still leaned forward and backward with a smile, "Are you the wife of the richest man? Hahaha... I'm still Princess Mu."

Ou Lan didn't bother to talk anymore, and showed the marriage certificate with a "snap", Lin Ziran's laughter stopped abruptly.

She blinked her clear and bright eyes, a little bit bright, a little bit IQ not online, "Ou Lan, have you been playing fake certificates lately?"

"Keep your eyes open!" Ou Lan was a little annoyed, "I just want to play fake evidence, can I get the photo of Zhan Moxiao?"

On the marriage certificate, Zhan Moxiao took off the majestic and abstinent pure black suit for the first time, and only wore a snow-white shirt. Compared with the previous image, he was a little softer.

Lin Ziran began to tremble.

As if traveling through time and space, it took her a long time to recover, "Ou Lan, you, are you really married to Zhan Mo Xiao?"

(End of this chapter)