Quan Shao's new wife

Chapter 1237 Fortune and misfortune depend on each other (8)
"Before I was worried that she would be unhealthy. Thank God, she is not only healthy, but also a smart baby."

"With the family doctor Ji Feng at home, I don't seem to have to worry about anything, just play with her; Morian and Zi Nuo also spoil her so much, I'm really worried that I will spoil her."

"But Ji Feng said that the baby needs a lot of love, she will be a very warm little girl in the future, and she will not be easily abducted by men just because she is greedy for a little warmth."

"So all of us have to give her lots and lots of love."

After writing this, Xu Nuo looked up at her sleeping daughter, moved her lips together and kissed her lightly on the face, closed the notebook, and lay down gently beside her daughter - smelling the milk on her body Smell, slowly close your eyes.

"Eric, do you have something on your mind?" Yan Ruoxi pouted lightly when she saw Morian's silence.

"I'm thinking about what else is not ready." Morian glanced sideways at Ruoxi and said lightly.

"Oh, then let's go back and make a list, tick off all the same ones." Yan Ruoxi nodded, lowered his head and took out the red marriage certificate from his bag, squinting at the two people sitting side by side on the marriage certificate people, only feel that the happiness and joy in their hearts are overflowing——

Finally, when this day came, she married herself to the man she loved; she would definitely wait until that day, when the man she loved would also fall in love with her.

"Eric..." Ruoxi looked at the marriage certificate and called softly.

"Huh?" Morian, who was thinking about his own thoughts, responded casually.

"It's okay, I just want to call your name." Ruoxi said with a light smile.

"Silly girl." Morian then withdrew his mind from the promise, turned his eyes to look at Ruoxi who was smiling, and the corners of his mouth could not help but curl up slightly.

Because Morian's home was being decorated before the wedding, both of them lived in the hotel. Anyway, Ruoxi had to leave the hotel on the day of the wedding.

"The guest list is ready, but the invitations haven't been written yet." Ruoxi lay on the bed in her pajamas, ticking off one by one on the list of things to do.

"The wedding dress is set, so let's choose this one, what do you think?" Ruoxi asked casually with a sideways glance at Morian, who was still holding the computer while working.

"This white gauze and red lining suits your temperament." Morian reached out and picked up a picture and handed it to Ruoxi.

"Okay, then this one, I'll tell Bo'an later." Ruoxi happily took the picture, and carefully put it away—it was just a casual question at first, but I didn't expect him to really answer.

Ruoxi continued to look at the list, and couldn't help frowning: "Wedding ring... Eric, do you want to take off our ring and put it on again on the same day?"

Morian looked up at her and frowned slightly: "No need."

"But it seems that there is an exchange of rings?" Yan Ruoxi bit her pen and looked at Morian.

"Then go buy another pair." Morian said.

"Could it be wearing two? It's like a second marriage?" Yan Ruoxi looked at him and shook his head.

"What are you talking about!" Morian sighed and put down his laptop, shaking his head and said, "Okay, don't worry about these things, go take a shower and get ready for bed, and I'll do the rest." Morian lifted her from the bed He pulled it up, and put away all the paper and pens that had covered the bed.

"Can you do it? Are you so busy?" Yan Ruoxi looked at him, not having much confidence in him.

"I'm not busy during this time, and I'm going to prepare for the wedding with all my strength." Morian held a list of paper and pen, looked up at her and said, "You take a shower and sleep first, I will clean up all these, make a schedule, and strive for all the weddings in these three days. Finished. Then I'll go home and see how the house furnishing is progressing."

"I'll be with you." Yan Ruoxi pulled his arm, put his chin on his shoulder, and said softly.

"Alright." Morian nodded, took her hand and walked into the study, put the pen and paper list in his hand on the desk, and said while tidying up, "Or make me a cup of coffee."

"Okay." Yan Ruoxi nodded, turned and walked to the living room.

Morian looked up at her back, sighed softly, picked up the phone and called Lawyer Fang: "Lawyer Fang, I am Xu Nuo's friend, Morian."

"Yes, I hope you can arrange a visit. I have something to say to Gu Zixi."

"You tell him I'm getting married next month, and he'll know why I'm looking for him."

"This is between me and him, it has nothing to do with promise, so please don't tell promise."

"Okay, thank you, I'll wait for your news."

After hanging up Lawyer Fang's phone, I heard Yan Ruoxi's screams coming from the living room.

"Ruoxi, what's the matter?" Morian walked over quickly.

"The coffee was not held steady, it was spilled..." Yan Ruoxi said dejectedly, looking at the cup that fell on the ground and the coffee stains on her body.

"Is it burnt?" Morian reached out and tore off the coffee-stained clothes, and the skin that was splashed was already slightly red.

"A little bit, I'll get out of the way as soon as it splashes." Ruoxi blushed slightly and whispered with her hands across her chest.

"Go to the bathroom and clean it up. I'll clean it up here." Morian reached out and touched her lower abdomen. The temperature wasn't too high, so she felt relieved.

"I'm sorry, I'll come over to help you after I take a shower." Ruoxi wrinkled her nose, clutched her chest and ran to the bathroom.

Morian shook his head, knelt down to clean up the floor, made another cup of coffee, and took it to the study.

After making an appointment with the wedding company to see the scene and the menu, Morian re-checked the guest list, crossed out a few, added a few, and copied them one by one on the invitation-in such a stroke During the copying of the painting, I slowly felt peaceful in my mind, and slowly let go of my worries about the promise.

"Lin Yuning and his family..." Ruoxi came over and lay on his back, watched him write slowly, and read softly.

"After washing, is it still red?" Morian turned to look at her after writing the last word.

"Okay." Ruoxi pressed her face against his neck and asked in a low voice, "Have you finished writing?"

(End of this chapter)