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When Ying Zheng returned to the dormitory, she saw that Yan Xiaomo had fallen asleep, and all her energy had been used up after a day of torture. Pinshu.com

Sitting on the edge of the bed and quietly looking at the quiet sleeping face, the feeling of vacancy in my heart was finally gone, and everything seemed to be complete.

Ying Zheng took off his robe, carefully lifted the quilt and got into the warm quilt, with a faint body fragrance of Mo'er's body, like the fragrance of roses.

With a stretch of his long arm, he scooped the soft little body into his arms.

With soft fragrant jade in his arms, a man with a little bit of blood and strength will not be able to hold it, and Yingzheng is naturally the same, but thinking about Meng Lang again and again during the day, he still held back.

Yan Xiaomo closed her eyes tightly, her quiet sleeping face became uneasy, her brows furrowed deeply, and she seemed to be a little unstable.

Maybe because she was too tired, Yan Xiaomo didn't wake up.

nestled in Yingzheng's arms and continued to sleep deeply.

And Ying Zheng didn't take long to fall asleep with Yan Xiaomo in his arms.

In the past, even in the middle of the night, it was difficult for him to sleep, and even if he fell asleep, it was also shallow, and the soothing incense in the house did not have any effect, even the calming medicine was useless.

Over time, he became resistant to the things that soothed his nerves.

That night, he slept very deeply and peacefully.

The next day, before dawn, it was gray outside, and Yan Xiaomo was woken up by Ying Zheng.

"Ah Zheng, it's still early, what are you doing?" Yan Xiaomo weakly pushed Yingzheng's chest, she still wanted to sleep.

"Mo'er, doing some exercise early is good for your body." Ying Zheng smiled low and continued his hand movements.

The soft touch made him feel ape.

Yan Xiaomo tilted her head, unwilling to open her eyes, still being misbehaved by Yingzheng, she continued to be sleepy.

"Well...... Slow...... ......" Yan Xiaomo frowned, still a little uncomfortable, and some couldn't stand the rush of the body.

"Mo'er, when you give me an order to hold a post-sealing ceremony on a certain day, will you marry me?"

Ying Zheng held Yan Xiaomo's face with both hands, leaned over, and gently dropped a kiss on the red lips that were like cherry blossom petals.

Yan Xiaomo was still a little sleepy, but after listening to Ying Zheng's words, the whole person was stunned.

This guy just said that he wanted to marry, marry her?

Looking at Yan Xiaomo's stunned appearance, Ying Zheng said in a low voice, "Don't you want to?" ”

Yan Xiaomo slowly came back to her senses for a long time, and subconsciously licked her lips.

"Wouldn't it be too much of a hurry?"

It seems that Ying Zheng really wrote down her original words and kept his position for herself.

"You don't want to!" Ying Zheng's voice had a hint of danger, and his eyes became extraordinarily deep.

Yan Xiaomo immediately shook her head and stammered a little: "No, no, I'm just not ready, and those ministers of yours shouldn't agree to you marrying a woman who doesn't have a backstage." ”

The brain was running rapidly, and Yan Xiaomo was able to round out the lie.

I can't say that I didn't think about marrying you, if I did, maybe she really died in this dragon bed.

Listening to Yan Xiaomo's words, Ying Zheng's frowning brows gradually relaxed, and with a gentle smile on his face, he said, "As long as you can be my bride with peace of mind, you don't have to worry about those trivial things." ”

Yan Xiaomo wanted to say something, but finally stopped.

If Yingzheng wants to marry her, she can't escape and can't stop her.

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