Marry first, love later: wife, don't divorce

"Well, it's the seaside," he replied, and then quickly started the car: "But it's not the seaside of Binhai, it's a bit far away. If you feel uncomfortable on a long journey, you can lie down and sleep for a while."

"Okay," Mu Ru closed her eyes immediately. It's rare that Dongfang Mo is in such a good mood. He usually puts work first, and asked for leave to play with her for an unprecedented time. Of course, she must enjoy it. It's over.

Mu Ru was reclining like that, Dongfang Mo drove the car quietly, and there was light music flowing in the car, and these light music were all enlightenment music, close your eyes and listen quietly, you can hear the sound of sea water surging, you can hear The screams of white cranes on the beach remind people of the scene of cranes dancing on white sand.

Pregnant women are sleepy, and Mu Ru slowly fell asleep to the soft music. She slept very soundly and sweetly. When did Dongfang Mo's car get on the highway? Did he drive fast on the highway? Was there a traffic jam? I don't know.

When she woke up, Dongfang Mo's car had already parked. She yawned and sat up straight. Only then did she realize that there was really a boundless sea outside the window. The sea was so blue that it could be replaced by emerald green.

While she was in a daze, Dongfang Mo had already opened the car door for her outside and reached in. She put her hand in his palm, and he helped her out of the car.

The moment she turned her head, she realized that there was a small villa not far behind her. She couldn't help wondering, why is it a villa instead of a villa?

It is true that there is only one villa, and it is an old villa with two floors. Dongfang Mo took her hand and walked in. The courtyard is very large, with linden trees and coconut trees planted in it. Salty fishy smell.

The villa by the sea is still so close, right on the edge of the beach, Mu Ru's face couldn't help but get excited, it's a completely different feeling from looking at the sea from a distance on the mountain of Yiinch Mocheng.

"Do you like it?" He came over, hugged her into his arms behind him, and breathed out warmly in her ear with his thin lips.

"Why don't you like it?" Mu Ru couldn't help but nodded, but couldn't hide the smile on her face.

Although she lived in a city near the sea during the five years in Korea, she was busy every day, but in fact she rarely went to the beach.

"Let's go inside and have a look." Dongfang Mo took her hand, turned around and walked towards the gate of the building.

Mu Ru followed him, and as soon as she reached the door, she saw lilies placed under the window. She was a little taken aback, but there were not too many lilies, and when she counted carefully, there were actually 57 lilies.

The flower language of 57 lilies is: I love my wife!

Mu Ru couldn't help but put her hand on her forehead, and turned her face, only to find that the other side was actually full of blue enchantresses, which didn't have to dazzle her. Her heart tightened instantly, and there was a faint feeling in her hand Beads of sweat overflowed.

"Dongfang Mo," she couldn't help calling him softly.

"Well," he squeezed her hand tightly, feeling the sweat in her palm, and couldn't help asking nervously, "What's wrong? Is there something uncomfortable?"

She shook her head, looked at the 57 lilies and then at the blooming blue enchantress, and couldn't help asking in a low voice: "Why are there no...the other shore flowers?"

"Don't want that kind of flower," he squeezed her, and said in a low voice: "Mu Ru, lilies and blue witches are the best flowers for the two of us. Other flowers are not beautiful, but they are not beautiful. It suits us both."

Lily, a hundred years together, 57 lilies, I love my wife!