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"You don't need to say it, I suddenly don't want to hear it again." Beichen Yumeng turned her head away in a little panic, her eyes flickering a little.

The doubts in Ling Yifeng's eyes deepened.

"Don't you really want to hear it?" He asked her uncertainly.

"Well, I don't want to hear it, don't talk about it!" Beichen Yumeng nodded.

I always feel that if he says he loves her now...... Maybe it's not necessarily sincere.

"Forget it......" Ling Yifeng chuckled lightly and said deliberately.

I thought she would regret it and say that she wanted to hear it, but I didn't expect her to say anything more.

"My father and uncle just discussed the date of the wedding, which is at the beginning of next month." After a while, Ling Yifeng said to Beichen Yumeng again.

It's the end of the month...... By the beginning of next month, there will only be about ten days.

This date was set by Beichen Shixi, and he said that he would hold the grandest wedding for Beichen Yumeng in Z City......

Hearing that the wedding date was set, Beichen Yumeng breathed a sigh of relief, and then nodded.

"You're not happy?" Seeing Beichen Yumeng so calm, Ling Yifeng couldn't help frowning!

He also thought that when she heard the news, she would hug him happily!

Hasn't she always wanted to marry him......

"Happy...... Of course I'm happy, don't I want to be a little reserved......" Beichen Yumeng pursed her lips, leaned her head into his arms, and then reached out and flicked the button of his shirt on his chest.

"Reserved?" Hearing this, Ling Yifeng chuckled: "I really don't know that you still know how to be reserved?" ”

He never knew that Beichen Yumeng also knew the word reserved!

Seeing him say this, Beichen Yumeng pulled his clothes with some dissatisfaction.

Ling Yifeng lowered his head dotingly and kissed her lips.

She was stunned for a moment, then suddenly hugged his neck, pressed him down, and then raised her head and kissed him!

Ling Yifeng kissed her cooperatively, and at the same time, a smile crossed her eyes......

Look, didn't she immediately forget about her reserve!

………………

Beichen Yumeng's wedding date was set, and the entire Beichen family began to prepare for the wedding of Beichen Yumeng and Ling Yifeng.

The entire Beichen family fell into a kind of joy at once.

Mo Qianqian's mood has also improved a lot, and the shadow brought by the miscarriage to her is slowly leaving.

The most important thing she has to do now is to eat and drink well every day, take care of her body, get pregnant again as soon as possible, and help Yu'er give birth to a younger brother, or a younger sister to accompany him to grow up in this big Beichen family.

On this day, just after lunch, Mo Qianqian habitually walked around Beichen's house.

"Young grandma, it's already half past twelve at noon, it's time to remind the young master to take medicine." The maid came over and reminded Mo Qianqian in a low voice.

"Bring me the phone." Mo Qianqian nodded, and then said.

Beichen Shaoting's arm was injured, and Lu Zi'an specially instructed him to take medicine on time!

But he was in the group during the day, and Mo Qianqian couldn't keep watching him, so he had to use the phone call to urge him to take medicine on time!

The maid turned to leave, and after a while came over with a mobile phone, Mo Qianqian took the phone, and then smoothly dialed Beichen Shaoting's mobile phone number.

After a while, the phone was connected.

"Missed me?" On the phone, Beichen Shaoting's magnetic male voice came.