"Zilong, do you really want to marry me?" Yan Xiaomo turned her head to look at Zhao Yun, her eyes full of seriousness. Pinshu mobile terminal

"In this life, you will not marry." Zhao Yun said seriously.

Yan Xiaomo smiled happily, "That's what you said." ”

"If you don't marry, you won't marry."

Zhao Yun has already identified the woman in front of him, and he has identified this woman in this life.

"It's the best thing I've ever heard here, so when are you going to marry me?" Yan Xiaomo winked at Zhao Yun, her eyes full of anticipation.

"I want to marry you tonight." A glimmer of light flashed in Zhao Yun's eyes, and he smiled meaningfully.

Yan Xiaomo seemed to understand something, her face turned red, she couldn't imagine that this Zhao Yun would become such an old driver, but she liked Zhao Yun like this.

"Zilong, I didn't expect you to be a sullen man." Yan Xiaomo smiled evilly, her gaze slowly moved down and landed somewhere in Zhao Yun, and her mind thought of the scene last night.

Oh my God, she seems to be a little shadowy now, and when she sees Zhao Yun somewhere, she thinks of Zhao Yun's embarrassment last night.

"What's a sullen man?" Zhao Yun asked a little ignorantly, it was the first time he had heard this word.

"It's a sullen man like you, he looks very innocent, very white, but in fact, he's very angry."

Yan Xiaomo didn't know if her explanation was correct.

"Xiaomo, I'm going to propose to Dugu Mansion now, and let you marry me openly, okay?" Zhao Yun held Yan Xiaomo's cheeks with both hands, and his pink skin seemed to be able to pinch out water, so tender and smooth.

"Are you in a hurry?" Yan Xiaomo raised her eyebrows, now Zhao Yun's favorability towards herself is only eighty-five, which is still so short.

Zhao Yun nodded, and said with a solemn face: "I'm in a hurry, I'm afraid that you won't belong to me in the next moment, Xiaomo, I want to have you completely." ”

Looking at the seriousness in Zhao Yun's eyes, Yan Xiaomo's heart was slightly touched.

"Okay, I'll go back to Dugu Mansion tomorrow, and you can come to Dugu Mansion to propose marriage." Just went back to clean up the Dugu sisters, and it was really not easy to get together five white lotuses.

The two entered the General's Mansion hand in hand, and everyone in the General's Mansion was respectful to Yan Xiaomo, because they knew that this woman would be the general's wife in the future.

In Xiyuan, Song Ning'er sat at the table in despair, the oil lamp in front of her exuding a dim light.

"Miss, don't be sad and sad." Xiangling comforted, but a trace of disdain flashed in her eyes.

She originally wanted to rely on Song Ning'er to seduce Zhao Yun into 1 bed, Zhao Yun would definitely take care of Miss's reputation, so she married Miss, no matter what she said, she could also mix in a side room, and she didn't need to serve others from now on.

Besides, Zhao Yun is handsome and extraordinary, a woman will like it, and she is no exception, but this liking is well hidden by her, put it in her heart, and does not show it.

"Xiangling, I don't have a chance at all? I like the general, from the first time I saw it. ”

Song Ning'er stared blankly at the oil lamp in front of her, and there were two bright yellow flames dancing in her black pupils.

Xiangling poured a bowl of tea for Song Ning'er, looked at the colorless tea, and suddenly thought of something.

"Miss, we still have a chance, since ancient times, men have three wives and four concubines, Miss might as well take the initiative to make peace with Miss Yan, and let Miss Yan give Miss a chance."

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