Chapter 82: Half a Marriage Certificate
Wen Wen thought for a moment, frowned slightly, and held his chin with a small hand, "I think I said it." Pen, fun, pavilion www. biqugeγ infoβ
Chang Minxiao automatically ignored the two words, "Yes, since I said it, I have to fulfill my promise." β
Wen Wen was completely stunned, his eyes widened, his lips squirmed slightly, and he repeated Chang Minxiao's words, "Fulfill your promise? β
"Yes, yes, keep promises." The excitement in his heart was irrepressible, and he opened the book in front of him excitedly, "Brother Xiao knows that Nuan Nuan is young now, and he can't fulfill his promise to Brother Xiao right away, but we can write it down first." He unfolded the notebook and pushed towards the warmth.
"Write it down?" Wen Wen glanced at the notebook in surprise, "Why do you want to write it down?" It's good to remember this in my heart! No need to write it down. β
"No way!" When he said these two words, he was a little excited, and his flirtatious voice couldn't help but raise a few decibels, seeing that the plan was successful, Chang Minxiao was a little panicked, patient, and lowered his voice and coaxed warmth with a pleasant face. "Brother Xiao is afraid that Nuan Nuan will forget it later, or if you meet a better one, don't Brother Xiao."
This is Chang Minxiao's heartfelt words, he is afraid that once the warmth recovers his memory, he will pretend to forget all the promises and beauty during the period of amnesia, what can I do, they also have a marriage contract now, and they have to make a note, write it down in black and white, and then feel sure.
"Okay, okay." Warm head full of question marks, but still nodded in agreement.
Chang Min sat up straight, his black eyes shining, and a trace of excitement flashed, "Brother Xiao said, write it down." β
Warm blinked, continued to face the big question mark, and took a writing pose.
"I promise that if I marry Chang Minxiao as my wife in this life, no matter whether I am poor, rich, healthy, or sick, I will never leave Chang Minxiao and never separate." Chang Minxiao's speech speed was very slow, deliberately following the speed of warm writing, and there was an evil charm hanging on the corner of her mouth. "Promiser, warmth."
It wasn't until Nuan Wen wrote the last word according to his dictation and signed his name that Chang Minxiao let out a long breath. This can be regarded as getting half a marriage certificate, and I am not afraid that I will not admit it in the future.
Hurriedly dragged the book in front of him.,I'm afraid that there will be ambiguity in which word is wrong.,I won't be able to cash in the future.,Read it carefully word by word 3.,After thinking about it.,I still feel like there's something missing.γ No, you still have to read it.
Chang Minxiao began to read it for the fourth time, "I promise that I will ...... in this life"
Life? Chang Minxiao shook his head, when will it be, a time limit must be set, his eyes lit up, a touch of wisdom passed, he was 23 years old.
He crossed two strokes on "this life", and filled in a "23-year-old" on it, reconnected and read it again, picked the confused and cold Danfeng eyes, and closed the book with satisfaction. If there is a mirror in front of him now, he will definitely be frightened by his lewd expression and burst into a foul language.
"Brother Xiao?" Holding his chin with warm hands, he looked at Chang Minxiao frowning for a while, smirking for a while, and wondering in his heart.
Chang Minxiao wrote, directed, and acted in a period drama by himself, and was carrying out the inner drama part, when a warm voice came from his ears, which really embarrassed him, so he hurriedly put away his expression, pulled the corners of his mouth, and barely squeezed out a smile.
"When I think about it, when I said it yesterday, it seems that Brother Xiao has not grown old. Shouldn't this sentence also be written in the book? β
Poof, Chang Minxiao almost vomited blood, yes, Nuan Wen was right, of course he remembered this prefix, he originally wanted to fool the past. He put away the expression on his face and cleared his throat.
"Brother Xiao will exercise and skin care every day in the future, and he will definitely not have to get old so quickly, so he doesn't need to write it down."
"Oh."
Chang Minxiao didn't seem to mention the warmth anymore, and the tense nerves gradually eased.
"Nuan Nuan, let's help you tie a braid today." Today's warmth suddenly said that she didn't tie her braids, Chang Minxiao was a little disappointed in her heart, she was busy writing a letter of guarantee just now, leaving that little loss behind, and now her eyes are as black as a waterfall and her long hair is draped straight behind her, just curling a small arc slightly around her waist, and her natural beauty suddenly itched. (Boom, what kind of disease is this, hair fetish?) Don't defile my male protagonist and cry angrily. οΌ
"Don't put your hair in braids." Warm and disgusted dodged Chang Minxiao's hand, pouted a pink little mouth, and glanced at Chang Minxiao.
In fact, he doesn't have to tie up his warm hair, he just simply likes the process of braiding the warmth, and likes the feeling of the soft black silk sliding over his palm, as if he is petting her. (Stupid author: Khan, isn't this a hair fetish?) Xiaoxiao: Of course not! People are obviously in love with every part of Nuan Nuan's body, who let you let me touch anything. Grievances~)
The housekeeper, who was originally doing hygiene in the living room, had just received a call from Young Master Jiang, and was about to report back to the restaurant, walked to the door of the restaurant, stopped suddenly, and stood at the door in a daze, looking at the scene in the restaurant with complicated eyes.
The man's broad arms wrapped around the girl's petite body, and the girl desperately protected her hair, brushing the ends of her hair to the side and holding it in her hand, and the man's big palm still caressed the girl's hair unrelentingly. The mouth kept chattering, "Tie the braids, good, is the ponytail good, good, warm." β
"Sss The housekeeper gasped, there was a shadow on his head, the picture was too beautiful, he didn't dare to look at it directly, but he had no choice but to cough lightly.
As if pressing the pause button, the man's movements stopped abruptly in the air, and the eyes of the cold knife swept towards the initiator, and the housekeeper didn't have time to dodge, he ate the knife firmly, trembled, and was stunned for a long time.
Chang Minxiao returned to her normal sitting posture, pulled the chair, and opened a gap between her body, which was originally close to the warmth.
A few more ice arrows, "whoosh, whoosh" stabbed at the butler, and snorted coldly, which means: If you have something to say, say it quickly, let it go quickly, and then hurry out, don't disturb me, no, it's us.
The housekeeper was also aggrieved, and the cold knife and cold arrow slapped him in the face, and he provoked whom, but he was just a messenger.
She froze, "Young Master Jiang called just now and said that he was coming over in a while, and he would take a look at ......" She choked up, "Miss Wen." β
Chang Minxiao's eyes were horizontal, a pimple was raised in the center of her eyebrows, and a single sound came out of her nasal cavity, like "hum" and "um".
The housekeeper was stunned for a moment and swallowed her saliva, in fact, she didn't hear what Chang Minxiao said at all, she didn't stand here and walked, and she was awkward when she stood up, and glanced up at Chang Minxiao's dark face, and her heart was cold. Well, she assumed that he knew. Thirty-six plans are the upper plan, and the soles of the feet are oiled out of the restaurant. complained about Jiang Cheng in his heart, passed a word to him, and was shot by Mr. Chang countless times, and his life was almost hit.