Chapter 1225: The Wedding of the Century (1)

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The first time they met, he carried her, and since then, every time she sees him, she always finds all kinds of excuses for him to carry her.

Pretending to be drunk, having sore feet, playing tricks and not being able to walk, all kinds of reasons have been used.

Now, she is letting other men carry her.

In the past thirty years of life, Ye Wuge has experienced for the first time what it means to have a heart like a knife!

He could no longer restrain the anger in his heart, rushed forward, pulled Jiayin off Mo Qingyu's back, and raised his hand to hit Mo Qingyu.

Mo Qingyu was not a vegetarian either, his body flashed to the side, dodging Ye Wuge's fist, and his backhand fist also hit him.

"Stop y'all of you."

Jiayin is not An Ziqi, and when she encounters this kind of thing, she can't stop it, so she stepped forward directly to separate the two with a dodge.

Gritted his teeth and forced himself to turn to Mo Qingyu, "How are you?" You okay? โ€

"Don't worry, it's fine." Mo Qingyu shook his head.

Jiayin glanced at Ye Wuge, pulled Mo Qingyu and left directly.

For the next two days, Jiayin stayed with that Mo Qingyu every day, and Ye Wuge didn't see her again.

Xiao Moyi's wedding date has finally arrived.

Although he and An Ziqi have already received the certificate, and even gave birth to two children, the etiquette that should be observed still has to be observed.

The day before the wedding, the couple cannot meet.

Tang Qi asked An Ziqi to be picked up early.

Xiao Moli had a busy day, and when he went to bed at night, he was lying on their bed alone, and without An Ziqi, he couldn't sleep after tossing and turning.

Turn on the bedside light and sit up again.

They are not allowed to be together before the wedding, what kind of broken custom is this, did the ancients squeeze their brains by the door?

Why didn't he let his own wife see him?

Reaching out and taking the mobile phone from the table next to him, he called An Ziqi, and the call was quickly connected.

"I'm going to get up early tomorrow, why haven't I slept yet?"

Hearing An Ziqi's voice, Xiao Moli missed her even more.

"I miss you, I can't sleep."

An Ziqi lay on the bed and sneered, but it had only been separated for a day, and this guy was really more and more like a child, and he was more sticky to her than Ning Ning.

"Did Xiao Xiaoan cry today?"

She had to get up early tomorrow to put on makeup, promising that she was too busy and didn't have time to take care of Xiao Xiao'an, so she left the little guy at Xiao's house.

"After a little trouble at night, Mommy took her back to her room, and she should have fallen asleep by this time."

"Where's Ning Ning?"

"You only have your son and your daughter in your heart, why don't you care about your husband." Xiao Moli said dissatisfiedly on the phone.

An Ziqi pursed her lips and smiled and said, "I'll give you one." โ€

Over there, Xiao Moli was silent for a while.

"What's wrong?" An Ziqi hurriedly asked.

"I want to kiss you."

Ahem, even if no one was looking, An Ziqi couldn't help blushing, "Okay, I'll see you tomorrow morning." โ€

"Yes."

Xiao Moli replied and stopped talking.

The two of them were on the other side of the phone, listening to each other's breathing, as if they could feel each other's side.

"Sleep."

"Yes."

An Ziqi replied, and hung up the phone with some reluctance.

Turning over in bed and looking out the window at the moonlight, tomorrow she will be his bride in the open.

Turn on the phone screen and look at Xiao Moyi's face on the screensaver.

Obviously, Xiao Moli is not the only one who can't sleep in bed.

I don't know how long it took, An Ziqi finally felt a little sleepy, but the phone placed next to the pillow suddenly rang again.