I already live in a silent world, so what about Mo Zixuan? Facing a person who can't talk to him, will he be very aggrieved.

Xiang Qing no longer doubted that Mo Zixuan would dislike her or something, what else could she say in the face of that man's affectionate and honest treatment? The rejection in her throat was swallowed back, and Xiang Qing nodded after thinking twice and hesitating.

Enough, there should be an end to all this, she understands that she can't do without Mo Zixuan at all, and he is the same. The bonds between each other can be untied so easily if they are not familiar, and no one can cut them constantly.

Feeling Xiang Qing's answer, the man's handsome face couldn't hide his excitement, and his big hand tightly locked Xiang Qing's small body, which was also trembling, and he couldn't say anything with excitement for a while, everything seemed to be too rare.

"Xiang Qing, thank you."

The melodious cello-like sound came from her ears, Xiang Qing couldn't react for a while, and then, a trace of sweetness appeared in her heart, perhaps, she can have a glimmer of hope for the future, isn't it?

Ten fingers clenched, at that moment, there was a faint smile on the corner of Xiang Qing's mouth, but he was still vaguely not so down-to-earth in his heart, would it really be as good as he thought about it?

In the next few days, even if the two of them were fine, most of Xiang Qing couldn't say anything, so Mo Zixuan just smiled softly and silently did some heart-warming things for her.

The man Mo Zixuan knew very well that Xiang Qing's heart might still be so uncertain, but the matter had come to this point, and he would not let her have any chance to escape.

"When do you think we're going to register?" The long finger nodded at Xiang Qing's little face in a daze, the man's lips were smiling, and the black hair rubbed her cheeks gently.

Xiang Qingzheng was stunned, and when she heard such a sentence similar to coaxing, she was indeed startled, and she was a little embarrassed in an instant.

Can she pretend she didn't hear? Or, to say she doesn't understand?

Shaking her head stupidly, Xiang Qing was a little embarrassed, she didn't look at Mo Zixuan's black eyes, she always felt that she had done something weak.

The man was silent, his handsome eyebrows flashed unnaturally, but he still didn't say anything after all.

She's still ......

In the suffocating silence, Xiang Qing only felt the pressure, stretched out his hand, and took a sip of milk tea, but there was no sweetness in his mouth.

In the end, this is not a problem that is easy to solve.

Xiang Qing could feel it, Mo Zixuan had been apologizing and loving, so he wouldn't force her easily, and Xiang Qing didn't know if his hesitation would be really bad.

It's just that if she registers now, then her heart will still hurt involuntarily, perhaps, it will be better later?

Following

Shen Xiaoxiao and Cheng Jiaming came to visit, whether they came to be lobbyists, Xiang Qing didn't know, his friend naturally wouldn't, so it was hard to say that Cheng Jiaming.

Sitting on the soft sofa, Xiang Qing glanced at the two men who were bowing their heads and whispering not far away between talking to Xiaoxiao, and naturally had to think about it in his heart.

"Xiang Qing, actually, that ......" Shen Xiaoxiao gathered the hair between her ears, secretly glanced at the two men not far away, and leaned over to it.

What?

Xiang Qing frowned, listening to Shen Xiaoxiao's whisper, she instantly felt a little embarrassed, it turned out that Xiaoxiao was also trying to convince herself?

Biting his lip, Xiang Qing grabbed the corner of his clothes with his little hand and shook his head.

"That, Xiang Qing, that's not what I meant." Shen Xiaoxiao knew that Xiang Qing had misunderstood, so she was a little anxious, she took Xiang Qing's clenched little hand and said, "I'm telling you this, not because of anything else, because we are friends." ”

Xiang Qing looked up, showing her puzzlement, knowing what she meant.

"Look, Mo Zixuan is really good to you, so I want you to be happy, right?"

When Xiang Qing heard this, she stared at Xiaoxiao's sincere little face for a long time, and suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, yes, Mo Zixuan is indeed very good to himself, but, in this way, is it okay?

With her head down, Xiang Qing began to be silent again.

Seeing this, Xiaoxiao didn't want to say anything, but felt that perhaps, Xiang Qing really needed some time.

After a while, as if he had made some decision, Xiang Qing's trembling little hand picked up the pen on the table, silently wrote a few words, and then crossed it out, tore it off, and nested it tightly in his hand.

Shen Xiaoxiao naturally felt puzzled, but this scene was clearly seen by a man not far away.

Xiang Qing, is there something that can't you tell me directly?

After Cheng Jiaming and Shen Xiaoxiao left, everything returned to normal, Xiang Qing was still silently nestled in the sofa, and Mo Zixuan was also trapped in the study, not knowing what he was busy writing.

The man thought he was calm, but after dinner, when he saw that Xiang Qing was still that desireless little appearance, and finally the small volcano in his heart still erupted, of course, he would not be very irritable and did not dare to frighten her.

It's just that this different punishment makes Xiang Qing bitter.

When the slender arms wrapped around Xiang Qing's small waist, Xiang Qing grew his mouth in surprise, and then, he only felt that his body was light, and then it was ......

When Xiang Qing was panting and lying on the bed, the handsome face was still wrapped around his neck, and he refused to leave.

Xiang Qing knew that he might be unhappy, or maybe he had provoked him somewhere, but because he couldn't speak, he could only let him go, after all, his body had long been his.

"What are you worried about, tell me!" The big hand rubbed Xiang Qing's sweaty little hand lightly or heavily, and kissed it lovingly.

He got it?

Xiang Qing blinked, and there was a panic on his face that made people see it clearly.

Should I say it?

Biting her lip, Xiang Qing thought for a long, long time, perhaps, no matter what time it is, his secret can't be hidden in front of this man.

The man was not in a hurry, and waited patiently for her answer, and the handsome face was full of endless tenderness and patience.

"I ......" There was a faint sadness on her face, she raised her little hand, gestured in front of the man's eyes, and then, plucked up her courage, "Will you be good to me for the rest of your life?" ”

This is...... What's a stupid question?

Mo Zixuan smiled, and he kissed Xiang Qing's still dazed little face fiercely, making her almost unable to breathe.

Feed! Mo Zixuan, why is he so ...... all of a sudden?

"Xiang Qing, is your heart fleshy?" Crying and laughing, let go of Xiang Qing's small mouth, the man really didn't know what to say, it had reached this point, how could he still ......

But......

Xiang Qing shook her little head, although she was already dizzy, she still maintained a trace of sobriety, and gestured with her little hand, "My heart is fleshy, but so is your heart." ”

At this moment, the man was puzzled, his handsome side face had a faint blankness, and then, silently, sighed, is it because of that?

"Xiang Qing, he, won't affect us." Yes and it won't.

"But...... He's your child! Biting her lip, Xiang Qing still felt that she was very selfish, she was not kind at all, she was really a bad woman.

"This ......" The man's handsome face has an unexplained look, hidden from the jet-black underwater, which cannot be noticed.

"Baby, I know, I'm not going to embarrass you."

Don't embarrass yourself? Looking at Mo Zixuan's melancholy but clear expression, Xiang Qing was puzzled, she knew since she was a child that her stepmother was not good, and Mo Zixuan would really let herself ......

"If you're worried about that, then we'll register tomorrow." The man's long body pressed down, not giving Xiang Qing any chance to escape.

Xiang Qing was hesitant, and his strength couldn't compare to him, so he could only be bullied by him stupidly, and he had thousands of thoughts in his heart, so he was abducted and registered?

Until the next day, Xiang Qing stood at the door of the Civil Affairs Bureau, her head was still not clear, how to say it? It's like a dream.

"That, let's ......" Xiang Qing didn't wake up a little until this moment, raised her little hand, and gestured anxiously in front of the man's handsome face. Are we really going to go? Can you ...... first?"

"No, you can't!" The man's thin lips tilted, but there was unshakable firmness in his tone.

Xiang Qing was speechless, understanding that this was a certainty, and silently let him take his little hand and walk inside slowly.

A series of procedures, it is so natural, when Xiang Qing looked at the red book in his hand, tears fell down all of a sudden, and then he came to a fragrant and familiar bosom.

"Why are you crying?" Holding Xiang Qing with a big hand, the man's handsome face was distressed or distressed. Of course, he wouldn't want to hear the little man in his arms say that she regretted it.

Xiang Qing had mixed feelings in his heart at the moment, so naturally he wouldn't answer him, but desperately touched his tears on his black coat.

Secretly put the small book in Xiang Qing's hand into his coat pocket without a trace, Mo Zixuan coaxed her, not caring about the feelings of other people's single dogs.

Then, after a long time, Xiang Qing realized that her little book was gone, and she didn't think much about it, where did she know Mo Zixuan's plan to turn the family upside down.

Of course, that's another story.

Inexplicably became Mrs. Mo, Xiang Qing is still not adaptable, but there is still a faint excitement in this discomfort, it turns out that this is marriage?

Looking at the man who hugged him tightly in the morning and slept like a child, the corners of Xiang Qing's mouth had a faint arc, such an arc was happiness and satisfaction.

However, there are times when it is time to come, for example, when an uninvited guest still comes to visit......