"Jiujiu, you have to believe me, Aunt Fangfang is also my mother, I will never do anything to rob your mother from you."

Mo Zheng was wearing pajamas and knocked pitifully on the door of the banquet.

"Can you open the door quickly, the heating in our living room is broken, and the heating in my room is also broken."

"I'm standing here alone, I'm so cold...... Wine ......"

The banquet covered his ears.

It's so annoying to cut white and black.

She didn't want to hear those words at all.

But why did those words still drill into her ears?

"Wine ......"

The voice outside the house continued to drill into his ears, and Yanjiu got up and opened the door, "Shut up!" ”

"Wine" Mo Zheng was pitiful, "I'm so cold." ”

Banquet: ......

"Come in!"

For the sake of the fact that the completion of the task was only a little short, she let people in.

"Mo Zheng, I warn you, don't do anything like breaking the heating in the future.

This is the first time, but it is also the last time. ”

Mo Zheng: "Okay, I promise to receive it." ”

Life is on the right track, but Mo Zheng is getting busier and busier, and many times he goes to the hospital alone to accompany Wang Fang at banquets.

With the tireless blessing of good fortune, Wang Fang was finally allowed by Robert to go home to recuperate.

The banquet was very happy, and Mo Zheng began to clean up the house inside and out early in the morning, and then took people back.

Mo Chenggong also came as promised, and the four of them sat together lively.

On the dinner table, there were two more plates of chicken legs.

From the color and taste, it looks a bit like Wang Fang's craftsmanship.

"Mom, your injuries are not healed, how can you cook?"

Wang Fang smiled and didn't speak, but Mo Zheng sandwiched the little chicken leg to the banquet wine, "Eat first, and I'll talk about it later." ”

Banquet Wine: Alright!

After taking a bite, the banquet wine raised his head suspiciously.

It's Wang Fang's recipe, but this taste is not exactly Wang Fang's craftsmanship.

"How's it taste?" Mo Zheng was stunned when he saw the banquet, and hurriedly asked.

"Well, it's delicious, but Mom, can your craft grow in a vegetative state?" Can the Good Luck skill still light up this small increase?

"Ah, it wasn't my mother's doing."

"It was Xiao Zheng who said that the four of us could only get together after so many years, so he made a special trip to me to make a recipe."

"Look at this little chicken leg, not only is it about the same color, but it's also the same in number."

"Wine, Xiao Zheng's things about you have always been in my heart."

A six-year-old kid can remember that kind of thing so much.

Yanjiu looked at Mo Zheng.

"Husband, thank you."

"Let's go get married tomorrow."

This country is different from the country of flowers, and if they get a certificate here, their current age is completely legal.

The chopsticks in Mo Zheng's hand fell.

Until the next day, when he was holding the new marriage certificate, Mo Zheng still couldn't believe it.

I only had two sets of chicken legs, so I successfully kicked off the title of fiancé and officially became my husband.

This life is really wonderful.

When Su Ying's group of friends knew that the two of them had obtained a marriage certificate, they were all stimulated.

rushed over to congratulate the two of them.

Naturally, this was stopped by someone again.

Now, he just wants to be with his new wife, and he doesn't want that group of oil bottles to distract from his little wife.

……

In the bedroom, Yanjiu looked at the ring on his finger, "Husband, when did you prepare this ring?" ”

Mo Zheng grabbed the hand of the banquet wine and kissed it there, "Well, this is also your eighteenth birthday gift." ”

Banquet: ......