"Beichen Shaoting, it's too stuffy here...... I want to leave. ∑。！ Mo Qianqian's hand holding Beichen Shaoting's arm tightened...... Said pleadingly.

"Okay." Beichen Shaoting pursed his lips, and then strode out of the secret room with her.

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Out of the secret room, Beichen Shaoting also had a calm face, Mo Qianqian glanced up at him, and then reached out to hug Beichen Shaoting's waist.

Beichen Shaoting stopped, looked down at her, and then slowly stretched out his hand and hugged her with his backhand.

"Beichen Shaoting, it's our wedding tomorrow, aren't you happy?"

Hearing her mention the wedding, Beichen Shaoting's expression froze......

"How...... Don't you want to marry me? Sensing that something was wrong with him, Mo Qianqian raised his head and looked at him suspiciously.

"Your poisonous ......" Beichen Shaoting's eyes darkened.

The toxins on her body have not yet been unraveled......

"But I want to marry you...... We've missed our wedding a few times......" Mo Qianqian said, and then smiled embarrassedly: "I want to be your wife soon!" ”

She didn't want to wait any longer......

She wanted to be his wife right away...... Wedding with him right away.

Hearing this, Beichen Shaoting's eyes flashed......

Somewhere in my heart, it looks like I've been clicked.

She said she wanted to be her wife soon......

"Good!" He pursed his lips and suddenly agreed.

If she wants a wedding, then he will give it to her!

Seeing her agree, Mo Qianqian's face showed a satisfied smile.

"You're so nice!" She stood on tiptoe and kissed him on the lips, then quickly turned and ran away.

The location of the secret room, in the suburbs...... The location was very empty, and Mo Qianqian quickly ran away a few meters away.

Beichen Shaoting was stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly caught up.

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Wedding.

In the early morning, before dawn, Beichen's house began to be lively.

Mo Qianqian changed into a bright red wedding dress, and then sat quietly in front of the dresser.

Beside her, there are several makeup and styling teams around her, helping her with makeup and hair.

Because this wedding is a Chinese-style wedding, the hair should be tied up and many golden hair accessories should be worn.

During this period, a hairstylist accidentally pulled a hair on the back of Mo Qianqian's head, and she gasped in pain.

"Are you going to get your hair done?!" An unpleasant voice suddenly sounded!

Beichen Shaoting strode over and looked at the hairstylist who had pulled Mo Qian's shallow hair with dissatisfaction.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry...... I didn't mean to......" The hairstylist was taken aback and quickly apologized.

"Beichen Shaoting, don't be so fierce......" Mo Qian glanced at Beichen Shaoting speechlessly, this is the day of their wedding, can't he stop being so irritable.

"......" Beichen Shaoting pursed his lips, a little unhappy, he felt sorry for her, but she still disliked him too fiercely?

"Why haven't you changed your clothes yet?" Mo Qianqian glanced at the clothes worn by Beichen Shaoting, why was he still wearing modern clothes?

"Wait a minute!" Beichen Shaoting said disdainfully, the clothes were uncomfortable, and he didn't want to change them so early.

"Okay......" Mo pursed his lips and didn't say anything more.

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It took a few hours for Mo Qian's hair to be straightened.

The hair was long and jet-black, and the quilt was beautifully bleached, but there were too many gold ornaments on the head, and some were heavy.