Village Happy Little Doctor

Chapter 408 The Football Team

For a moment, Zhang Xiaolong felt that he was really here to get married.

After a woman puts on makeup, she really doubles her beauty.

What's more, Cheng Yirong was quite beautiful in the first place, but her family environment was not good and her figure was thin.

As for the body problem, Zhang Xiaolong can help her solve it.

"...Xiaolong, is it pretty?"

Cheng Yirong noticed that Zhang Xiaolong was just staring at her and didn't speak, she was a little embarrassed.

But she believed that Zhang Xiaolong liked her.

Zhang Xiaolong stepped forward and took Cheng Yirong's little hand.

The two are as close as a real couple.

Zhang Xiaolong thought about it, and he felt that he was also enjoying this moment.

Western-style weddings are not like Chinese-style weddings, so many cumbersome steps, such as welcoming relatives in advance.

But there is still a lot of preparatory work.

After this wedding, Zhang Xiaolong felt as if he was really married.

Cheng Yirong's mother was sitting in a wheelchair and shed tears all day long.

She is happy, excited, and moved.

It is definitely a luxury for a paraplegic disabled person to see his poor daughter get married.

Cheng Yirong was also very moved.

If it wasn't for Zhang Xiaolong, it might be difficult for her to even get married in this life.

Not to mention, Zhang Xiaolong spent hundreds of thousands of dollars for this grand wedding.

Cheng Yirong couldn't afford such a big expense.

Ordinary people do not have such luxury and high-end enjoyment when they get married.

you get what you pay for.

Rich people get married naturally different from ordinary people.

But Zhang Xiaolong was just going through the motions.

If he really wants to get married in the future, the wedding must be very spectacular, not to mention the huge crowds, all kinds of big shots, all kinds of leaders must be present, this is called a rich man's wedding!
Of course Zhang Xiaolong is also very grateful to Cheng Yirong.

A fake marriage is a kind of blockade to Cheng Yirong.

Everyone knows that Cheng Yirong is married, who will marry her in the future?
At present, she and Zhang Xiaolong are tied together.

At night, after a busy day, the "young couple" lay on the big newly-married bed, too tired to move.

"Do you regret it?" Zhang Xiaolong took Cheng Yirong's hand.

"No!" Cheng Yirong snuggled into Zhang Xiaolong's arms, curled up like a cute little rabbit.

Zhang Xiaolong kissed Cheng Yirong's forehead and said with a smile, "You won't be able to get married in the future, don't rely on me, you are the one who wants to marry me in a fake way."

Hearing these words, Cheng Yirong burrowed deeper into Zhang Xiaolong's embrace instead.

She put her head into Zhang Xiaolong's heart, listened to his heartbeat, and said seriously, "You are a fake marriage, but I am really married, anyway, I am dependent on you!"

"...You are not reasonable!"

"No! I know I'm not good enough for you, and I know that our Cheng family owes your Zhang family!"

Zhang Xiaolong was quite moved by Cheng Yirong's words.

He found that this girl, who seemed weak, was actually extremely clear-headed and extremely strong.

"Do you want to use the rest of your life to be happy and pay off your debts?"

"..."

Cheng Yirong didn't speak, she kept digging into Zhang Xiaolong's heart with her little head, not knowing whether to shake her head or nod.

But Zhang Xiaolong knew that the girl was crying.

Zhang Xiaolong put his arms around Cheng Yirong's fragrant shoulders, and said with a smile, "Silly girl, don't cry, I will treat you well."

"really?"

"Of course, I still count on you to give me a son!"

"...I...I didn't say I would give birth to a son for you! We are a fake marriage!"

"Fake marriages can give birth to sons, how many are you going to give me?"

Cheng Yirong's face suddenly turned red.

She seemed very shy, but for some reason, all kinds of fantasies flashed in her mind, all of which were scenes of passion with Zhang Xiaolong and the cute baby.

She thinks more than anyone else.

However, Cheng Yirong's body simply cannot bear the pain of pregnancy.

Her congenital heart problem is very likely to lead to the death of both mother and child during pregnancy.

Having a child is happiness for others, but it is definitely a kind of destruction for Cheng Yirong.

"My body...it may be difficult to give birth to one!"

Cheng Yirong looked up at Zhang Xiaolong, blinking, full of guilt.

Zhang Xiaolong rubbed her head with a smile, and said with a smile, "I will cure your mother's illness, and I will also cure your illness. Will you be able to give birth when you are healthy?"

"...Can it really be cured?" Cheng Yirong sat up excitedly.

"Of course, I have already contacted Xinyuan to change your heart, and after I take care of it properly, your body will be the same as the ordinary monitoring women, and you can give birth to a dozen or so!"

"...I don't want to give birth to a dozen, I'm not a sow!"

Cheng Yirong laughed angrily, but Zhang Xiaolong kissed her.

Like ordinary young couples, the two of them still couldn't restrain their excitement.

Cheng Yirong longed for such warmth.

She considers herself lucky.

Zhang Xiaolong is a good man.

Cheng Yirong's face was red and her ears were red, her whole body was hot, and her breathing was chaotic.

Zhang Xiaolong pinched her little face and said with a smile, "Okay, go to sleep, we will continue when you recover."

"You...you won't have a bridal chamber with me?" Cheng Yirong couldn't express her feelings.

"Your health is not good. I almost killed you last time. I don't want red things to become white things on the wedding night!"

"... No, let's... try it?! Maybe my body will be fine?"

"Silly, go to sleep!"

Cheng Yirong was both excited and moved.

Zhang Xiaolong treated her with respect and consideration, how could he have met such a man.

Cheng Yirong cheered happily, got under the quilt, and held Xiaolong's hand nervously, "When I get well, I will definitely give you a football team, do you think it's okay!"

"Okay, sow!"

"...I hate it... I'm not a pig!"

It was slightly cold in early spring, and the two of them were laughing and playing under the covers, not knowing how warm it was.

Although it was a fake marriage, Zhang Xiaolong felt that he really married Cheng Yirong.

This can be regarded as the end of the grievances towards the elders.

At two o'clock in the morning, Zhang Xiaolong was awakened in a daze by the vibration of his mobile phone.

He picked up his phone and looked at it.

It's Wen Shuyi!

She made more than a dozen phone calls to Zhang Xiaolong, but they were all shaken.

She had no choice but to send a message.

Zhang Xiaolong opened it and took a look.

"Boss, are you in the bridal chamber? Do you need help?"

"Where are you bad woman?"

"I'm next door to your room!"

Zhang Xiaolong woke up instantly.

It is impossible for him and Cheng Yirong to go back to live in that dilapidated tube building.

Naturally, I live in a high-end hotel, and use it as a temporary wedding room to spend the spring and night.

Unexpectedly, Wen Shuyi, a vixen, did not leave after the banquet, and stayed in the room next door to Zhang Xiaolong.

Originally, the two were joking, but in the end, Wen Shuyi came to mean it.

"Boss, do you want to come over and have a bridal chamber with me? I've washed it all, it smells delicious, do you want to smell it?"

(End of this chapter)