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"I understand your thoughts, but I still can't take this kind of heart for granted." He picked up the check on the table, walked slowly to the man in the suit, reached out and gently inserted it into his watch bag, smiled and said, "No matter what, you can accept the money and do what you have to give it to you, okay."

"Yes." The man in the suit bowed his head and bowed again. He didn't resist anymore. He took two steps back and said, "Young Master, I'll go out first."

"Go." The man waved his hand and turned toward the floor-to-ceiling window.

Looking at the gradually dim world outside, the man standing with his hands behind his back murmured to himself: "Zhao Yongqi, I really hate you very much. But because of hating you, I took one step wrong, and now I suddenly feel that hatred is really ridiculous. It's a pity that the world does not have the term regret. No matter whether it is right or wrong, I can only go to the end now. See, is it because you have better luck or my life should not be over."

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The naked and delicate Yang Mu turned over his arms and naturally wanted to catch the warm body, but he was confused but found that he had touched the empty space.

Rubbing the beautiful eyes, opening the poplar wood, and using the dark night lights in the room, I found that there was only the delicate body that curled like a kitten on the other side of the bed.

Since she became pregnant, Xiao Baozi was very sleepy. Poplar knew very well, and it was even more impossible to quarrel with her at this moment.

After thinking about it, I turned over and put the silky pajamas on my delicate body, walked to the bedroom door, gently opened the door, and just swept my beautiful eyes and found that the man in my heart was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the living room, holding a coffee cup, looking at the lights of the capital city outside, not knowing what I was thinking.

He gently closed the bedroom door with his backhand, walked quietly to the back of the tall and straight figure, stretched out his jade arms to wrap his tiger waist, Yang Mu said softly: "Husband, why haven't you sleep yet? Are you worried?"

"Mumu, why are you getting up?" He turned his head and looked at his pretty face that barely stretched out his shoulders. Zhao Yongqi's eyes became even more tender, and he said with a chuckle: "I just think that life sometimes is like a dream. I don't know what will happen tomorrow, nor do I know if everything that happened is true."

"Hehe, when did you want to be a philosopher?" He gently moved his delicate body, hugged his tiger waist and walked around the front, raised his head and stared at the handsome face in front of him. After looking for a long time, Yang Mu's head fell on his broad chest and said softly: "No matter what the future is, no matter whether it is real or not, but now I know that you are real, this is enough. Husband, hug him."

With a smile on his lips, he reached out to wrap his slender waist that did not conform to the biological structure in front of him. Zhao Yongqi suddenly lowered his head and lowered his voice mysteriously and said, "I said before, when I see your parents, no matter what the result is, will I be afraid of eating you?"

Two tempting and blushing little women instantly flew in a pretty face. They raised their heads and glared at the malicious man in front of them. The beautiful eyes were circulating, and their charming appearance was everywhere. The jade arms like water snakes simply wrapped around his neck. They were whispering like whispers, and they seemed to whisper: "They are almost twenty-nine, and other little women were eaten by someone at the age of nineteen. They have been waiting for ten years for an enemy who is willing to be eaten. How long do you want to let others wait?"

"Fairy!" The man who was obviously irritated threw the coffee cup aside and hugged the little woman in his arms, which was like a ball of fire, and made her delicate body tightly press against him, "One day! Let you live one more day!"

"Then the person is waiting, waiting for you to eat." The little woman smiled with her lips, her face full of spring, as if she wanted to create a whirlpool to suck the man who was holding her in and then not let him go.

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"Okay. Very handsome!"

After letting go of the carefully adjusted violet tie, Xiao Baozi stepped back three steps, looked back for a long time, then said with a smile: "Brother Qi's skin is white, which is really suitable for this color tie. He looks very energetic and handsome."

"Will this kind of sexual color disrespect the elders? Otherwise, you should change to darker ones." Zhao Yongqi looked at the mirror, frowned slightly, as if he was a little dissatisfied.

"What do you know about you, a rustic bun!" Yang Mu made the final decision without hesitation, "This is a proposal for marriage. Of course, you have to be more cheerful. If the red ones were not looking very earthy, I would have a better look at the rose-red one."

"Hey, I'll say you two little women are clear about it. I'm your husband. Do you think it's very satisfying to marry a local bun?" Zhao Yongqi, who had a black tactile head, looked at the giggling little women and felt that he really had no place in front of them.

"Hehe, it's one thing to marry a local bun, but it's another thing to be a local bun." Xiao Baozi was in a good mood and picked up his formal outfit and prepared to put on Zhao Yongqi's body.

Under the little woman's clothing, wearing formal clothes, Zhao Yongqi touched his chin and looked at the mirror, then nodded and said, "Well, wearing this white formal clothes makes me feel much better."

"It was." Yang Mu walked around and smoothed out the wrinkles for Zhao Yongqi's formal outfit and said with a smile: "When matching clothes, you have to set a general look in your mind. How can a shirt and tie represent everything? After so many years of being together, you can't even match clothes. You are not a rustic bun, who is?"

"Yes, yes, I am a local bun, you are the local bun's wife!" Zhao Yongqi, who was angry, replied casually, then spread his hands and said, "Usuji usually helps to make clothes, or you little women, what kind of costume masters do Sister Ye hires every time when attending events? When did I have autonomy? It's not your fault."

Listening to Zhao Yongqi's resentful words, the two little women smiled sweeter.

"Okay, Brother Qi, don't complain. Hurry up, take all these things, and the car is waiting for you at the door, go quickly." Xiao Baozi smiled and pushed Zhao Yongqi to the sofa, picked up the gifts, and whispered: "If Sister Mumu's father really wants to beat you, you have to be smarter and hide far away, don't be beaten."

"Well, Liying is right. My dad sometimes has a stubborn body, don't be foolish and get beaten up." Yang Mu also came over and said seriously.

"I know, I'm not that stupid either." Zhao Yongqi, who was snatching the random hair, sighed and said, "It should be too embarrassing to be beaten by his father-in-law."

"Hahaha..." The little woman's sweet laughter suddenly sounded again.

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