my gambling boyfriend

Chapter 579 Dear, do you have any ideas?

Guan Zichen nodded, said nothing, and pulled Lan Mo out of the gate of the nursing home.

Looking up at the sky, it is still gray, and it seems that it will snow at any time. The winter in Japan is sad about parting.

Guan Zichen lowered his head to look at Lan Mo, feeling for a moment, it's good that she is by his side, at least they are happy together, and don't have to experience Keiko's regret.

"Is it cold? Go back to the car."

"I want you to sit in the back." Lan Mo demanded, the uneasiness when she came here tormented her for a long time.

I still have some doubts now, did he really call Sister Keyi?

If so, why dare not let her know?
"Of course, idiot." Guan Zichen laughed, scratched her nose dotingly, and protected her into the car.

It wasn't until their car disappeared around the corner that Miyai Kazuo turned around silently and returned to the nursing home.

Those two young people love each other and can stay together.

This is the happiest thing in the world, and he will never experience it in his life, and he will never let his daughter get involved between them again.

Lan Mowo felt drowsy in Guan Zichen's arms. Is it because the weather in Japan is too suitable for sleeping?

She's been sleeping a lot lately.

"Honey, do you have any ideas?"

Guan Zichen couldn't help asking, when he lied that the wedding dress she wanted was a mourning dress, he almost didn't exclaim in surprise, he always felt a bit unlucky, but Lan Mo agreed too quickly.

You know, they are getting married soon, but they have to help others design funeral wedding dresses.

"Not yet, I really want to sleep." Lan Mo changed her position and simply lay on his lap.

Guan Zichen was taken aback for a moment, his body froze a bit, seeing that she was really sleeping with her eyes closed, she couldn't laugh or cry.

"Xiaomo, don't sleep yet. You've been too lethargic recently. Are you feeling unwell?" He pulled her up again, and seeing her leaning on him like a boneless snake, he couldn't help thinking laugh.

"No, I'm fine, probably this winter, I'm hibernating."

She yawned, managed to brace herself up, and asked, "You said that the wedding dress is a mourning dress. Does that mean you want to design a black wedding dress?"

"Have you ever seen a black wedding dress?" Guan Zichen was depressed when he mentioned this, he regretted it now, why did he help them?

(End of this chapter)