"We ...... Shall we get married? ”

The car braked suddenly!

There seemed to be a woman's soft voice lingering in his ears, Gu Zhuoyang turned his head, his deep eyes looked at the blushing little face for a moment, and for a moment he didn't know whether he was surprised or happy, and his brain suddenly stopped there without obeying.

The surroundings were surprisingly quiet, and Gu Zhuoyang's mind was full of her voice and that sentence over and over again.

Clutching the steering wheel tightly, the white knuckles still revealed his nervousness, afraid that it was his own auditory hallucination.

"You...... You repeat? Gu Zhuoyang swallowed his saliva, his eyes, and tone were full of unbelievable shock.

He actually understands this mood very well at this moment, the same as when she said that she was pregnant.

Even more excited, excited suddenly like a clumsy child, not knowing how to react next.

An Muxi smiled implicitly, then approached him, looked at his charming and deep eyebrows seriously, and deliberately slowed down his speech, "I said, I!" Guys! Knot! Marriage! Right? ”

Word by word, sonorous and powerful, definitely decisive.

Perhaps she didn't know it herself, but in the end, her shy and soft tone was already full of pleasure, and her light voice like a silver bell echoed in the narrow space.

Gu Zhuoyang still stared at her motionlessly, as if this was a beautiful dream, and the dream would disappear if she moved a little, but the light under her eyes became more and more bright, like the stars in the night sky.

He involuntarily leaned close to her, and his phoenix eyes with extreme penetrating power seemed to want to see through her sincerity directly, "Be louder, say it again." ”

His low-alcohol magnetic voice is sultry, and as he speaks, his unique breath lingers just before his snort, with the seductive power of rosemary.

Then An Muxi really made a mistake, hooked his hands around his slightly stiff neck, and kissed him on the forehead.

continued, "Gu Zhuoyang, I'm serious, I don't have impulsiveness, this is my decision after careful consideration, really, so you must not have any psychological pressure, because I didn't marry you simply because you were good to me, but because ...... I believe you. ”

"I believe in you, so I'm willing to marry you, Gu Zhuoyang, you ...... Will you marry me? ”

What is a miracle? It's probably something you didn't expect suddenly to happen to you one day, such as getting rich overnight, such as the person you have had a crush on for many years suddenly confessing to you, such as ......

As far as Gu Zhuoyang is concerned, from the time he met, met, and fell in love with An Muxi, to her active marriage proposal at this moment, he classified it as a miracle in life.

Or to put it more simply, she's a miracle for him.

"Gu ...... Hmmm......"

After not seeing the man answer for a long time, An Muxi was a little embarrassed and wanted to continue to say something, but a warm kiss suddenly blocked her lips.

The sun is very good, and the kiss is tender and lingering......

I don't know how long it took, I felt that my body had changed significantly, and I was afraid that I would ask her if I couldn't control myself, so Gu Zhuoyang could only leave the woman's soft lips unsatisfactorily.

He held her palm-sized little face, his breathing was slightly heavier, his eyes were gentle and overflowing, and he couldn't help but drop a deep kiss on her forehead, and then he took her words hoarsely and blurred.

"Mrs. Gu."

"Do you know how long I've wanted to turn you into this identity?"

"From the moment I found out that I liked you, I wanted to print your name on my family's household registration book and listen to you call me my husband for life."

An Muxi stared at him, his heart fluttered out of rhythm, and his already flushed face burned directly to his ears.

Gu Zhuoyang hugged her affectionately, and An Muxi felt that under his seemingly calm appearance, the original heartbeat was stronger than hers......

Twenty minutes later, a pair of handsome men and women walked out of the Civil Affairs Bureau calmly and gracefully under the eyes of many envy, jealousy and hatred.

A certain man's efficiency is too high, and An Muxi said that he was a little unbearable.

She sat in the passenger seat, looking down at the red book in her hand, which was still a little incredible.

On the other hand, the man next to him has long been light and breezy, he drove calmly, with a smile on his lips, and the clear outline lines are soft and graceful, which can make people involuntarily indulge in just one glance.

The car drove into the villa, Xu suddenly changed his identity, out of a moment of shyness, An Muxi took the lead in getting out of the car, holding the marriage certificate and walking forward quickly.

A certain man finally couldn't hold it back, looked at the fleeing back, and clenched his fists excitedly, "yes!" ”

Joy dyed his eyebrows, and even walking had his own dance steps.

"Miss An, are you back?"

As soon as An Muxi entered the door, Zhang Xuelan hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, and as soon as the door of the living room opened, Gu Zhuoyang in the back immediately put away his devilish dance steps, returned to a calm and elegant pace, put one hand in his pocket, and walked in.

Zhang Xuelan greeted her respectfully, and Gu Zhuoyang glanced at her condescendingly, "Don't call Miss Xi'an in the future." ”

Gu Zhuoyang's expression was light, his voice was clear, and he couldn't be ignored, "Call Mrs. Gu." ”

Zhang Xuelan's expression changed from surprise to surprise, and then she nodded like a chicken pecking rice, thinking that what she said to Gu Zhuoyang had worked, so she took An Muxi to get the certificate, and she didn't know how happy and proud she was.

When Gu Zhuoyang returned to the room, An Muxi was cleaning up the wardrobe.

The moment the door was pushed open, the eyes of the two met unexpectedly, Gu Zhuoyang stepped in, dressed in a exquisitely cut handmade suit, which was extraordinary from head to toe, but there was a shallow smile on that handsome and flawless face, no matter how it was tasted, it was like a beautiful painting of ingenuity.

I don't know if she just became his wife, and she can't let go, as soon as he gets closer, An Muxi can't control her blushing heartbeat, she is standing by the wardrobe stiffly, still holding clothes in her hands, but her feet are nervous and she doesn't know where to move.

Gu Zhuoyang's heroic and tall jade stood in front of her, glanced at the wardrobe, and asked, "Wife, what are you doing?" ”

The voice was so soft in my bones that it was in my blood.

An Muxi's face turned even redder.

He's adapting to the role pretty quickly.

"I ...... I'll pack up the clothes I can't wear, so I don't hang them here and take up space. ”

Gu Zhuoyang pursed her lips, looking like this, and then took the clothes in her hand and hung them back unhurriedly, "No need to accept it, our family is not bad for wardrobes." ”

The voice fell, and he took her to the bed and sat down, half-squatting down, his eyes falling on her lower abdomen.

"I've just been out for so long, I'm definitely tired now, you take a rest first, I'll go and prepare something for you to eat."

It was indeed a little tired, so An Muxi didn't shirk it, "Okay, but it's good to let Aunt Zhang prepare the food, and you can rest too." ”

Gu Zhuoyang raised his eyebrows slightly, "Want me to sleep with you?" ”

An Muxi's face flushed, and he was about to explain, but the man had already stood up, took off his coat, turned over and got on the bed, and brought the woman over with his long arms.

"Come on, sleeping with my wife is also a beautiful thing."

An Muxi's little bird lay in the crook of his arm, and the corners of his mouth rose unconsciously.

At night, the city is staggered with neon, cars honking, businesses hawking, and people who are busy with work during the day will choose to relax properly at night.

"Yike, good, you come down first, can we have a good talk?"

Qi Ji looked at Ling Yike standing at the window in a cold sweat, his narrow peach blossom eyes were full of horror, his heart seemed to be hanging, and he couldn't breathe in pain.

"Miss Ling, no matter what happens, you are now a mother, you should think about the child in your belly, you must not be impulsive." Jian Jian also kept thinking of ways to persuade him, while thinking about whether to call Gu Zhuoyang.

Ling Yike's current mental state is extremely poor, if it continues like this, not to mention that it is not conducive to the growth of the child in her belly, even her own safety may be threatened.

I really can't imagine that a person is paranoid to be so able to afford to let go?

"Echo, don't scare me, okay? Come down first, good, as long as you come down, I won't persuade you to say those words anymore, you don't want children, do you? Okay, I'll accompany you to fight it, if you want to continue to love Gu Zhuoyang, I won't stop you again, Yi Ke...... You're obedient, come down from there first, okay? ”

Qi Ji's heart was like a knife, and the bottom of his eyes was already red.

He tried to step forward, but Ling Yike looked like Zhang Le behind him, and suddenly turned his head and scolded, "Stand still!" ”

"Don't move! Don't come, I'll jump if anyone dares to come. ”

Ling Yike was wearing a hospital gown, her face was haggard and pale, she was obviously pregnant, but her body was getting thinner and thinner.

She had been standing at the window for twenty minutes.

The night scene was fascinating, but she couldn't refrain from repeating a certain sentence in her head.

"If you can understand my feelings for her, you won't waste time on me anymore."

"I don't accept you, not because of her, but because I have no feelings for you."

The crisp voice without the slightest temperature had repeatedly hit her brain in the past two days, and the pain in her chest far exceeded the pain of being stabbed.

Trauma can be healed, but what about heartbreak?

Ling Yike didn't know how to get out of this failed unrequited love, she had thought about killing An Muxi, as long as she disappeared, even if she couldn't get Gu Zhuoyang's love in the end, she felt balanced.

But there seems to be a devil and an angel living in her body at the same time, whenever the idea of dealing with An Muxi arises, the angel will come out and hold her, and keep telling her not to be extreme, not to take detours, and not to make Gu Zhuoyang hate herself even more.

She can't love, and she can't take any means, she has been suppressed for too long, too long.

It's been so long that there is nowhere to vent, so much so that now I want to be liberated by death.

"Echo, you tell me what you have to do before you come down, you tell me." Qi Ji was terrified.

There are thousands of thoughts in my heart, but hatred is the clearest.

But he hated no one but himself.

He hated his incompetence, no matter how hard he tried, he still couldn't get into Ling Yike's heart.

"Tell you?" Ling Yi laughed, pale and sarcastic, "Tell you, what can you do for me?" Can you make him fall in love with me? Can you take An Muxi by his side dare to go? Qi Ji, you keep saying that you love me, but you didn't actually do anything for me! ”