The palm of the paranoid emperor is spoiled

Chapter 990 Who Is Your Wife Now?
Back in the room, Yan Zhixin and Mo Junting spent half an hour just cleaning the cake. After taking a shower, it was nearly midnight.

Yan Zhixin was a little sleepy, but her spirit was inexplicably lifted, and she didn't feel sleepy for a while.

Seeing the useless clothes on the side, she felt a little distressed: "Lanlan said that the clothes cost eight figures, is it true?"

Mo Junting said with a smile, "It's true."

Yan Zhixin: "..."

Mo Junting hugged her to the bed and said dotingly: "It doesn't matter how much money you have, as long as you have fun."

Just after taking a bath, her face is pale and rosy, like a perfectly ripe peach, and it feels like a sweet juice can be squeezed out with a light pinch.

Rubbing her face with the tip of his nose, his warm breath brushed her face, and said softly: "You don't need to worry about money, you just need to learn how to spend it... If you don't spend it, it doesn't matter how much I earn, yes Right, wife?"

Yan Zhixin didn't realize it for a moment: "What did you call me?"

With a smile on the corner of Mo Junting's lips, he repeated: "My wife."

The simple two words seem to be full of countless affections, but they also seem to be full of daydream ambiguity.

Yan Zhixin raised her foot and kicked him: "Who is your wife now?"

"You agreed to my proposal, and you took the ring." Mo Junting tightened his grip on her waist, his voice became more magnetic in the quiet night, as if his claws were gently scratching her heart, "Do you want to regret it now? "

Yan Zhixin glanced at him: "Then you're not married yet, aren't you calling your wife too fast?"

When it comes to getting married, for some reason, her heart beats suddenly.

Marriage, this is a happy and ethereal word that makes people yearn for it inadvertently.

Realizing her thoughts, she blushed a little, and quickly buried her face in the pillow.

But Mo Junting didn't let her escape, he insisted on digging her out of the pillow, and jokingly said: "Yanzhi, are you blaming me for proposing marriage too late?"

She pushed him away angrily: "No."

Mo Junting held her face: "Shall we get the marriage certificate tomorrow?"

His eyes stared at her, so deep and affectionate, when she subconsciously wanted to respond, she suddenly thought of something and sat up all of a sudden: "No, you're tricking me again!"

Mo Junting was a little disappointed, turned around and leaned against the head of the bed, pulled up the quilt to cover her lower body, and said with a light smile, "Then shall we get engaged first?"

Reaching out to take the calendar on the bedside table, he flipped through the calendar and said, "There will be a very good day in two months, suitable for engagement."

In fact, there are two more days in five months and eight months later, but he decided not to tell her yet.

Yan Zhixin leaned over to glance at the time, and hesitated, "Is it too rushed? There are a lot of things to prepare for the engagement, right?"

——He's already very well prepared.

Mo Junting said calmly: "Not much, you just need to decide where to set the venue and what style you want."

Yan Zhixin let out an "oh".

She has no concept of these.

It's like the layout of the proposal venue tonight is full of surprises.

Especially the water lotus appearing under the feet is just like a dream.

She will appreciate it.

But let her think about it and arrange it. She probably doesn't know how to do it even if she wants to break her head.

She pursed her lips and asked, "How does your family usually do it?"

"If there is no special request, our family's engagement is usually in the form of a dinner." Mo Junting took her into his arms and asked persistently: "You promised to get engaged in two months?"

(End of this chapter)