Depth of pampering: Poison tongue son loli mother

In short, Xi Lei Hanlie has made complete preparations and is very sure to control her.

"Han Lie, what if I refuse to marry you in public?" Mu Baoer said suddenly.

Han Lie lowered his head and curled his lips coldly: "Don't make unnecessary struggles. Your wishes are not important. If you don't want to, I can force you to sign the marriage certificate. Anyway, it is enough to have legal effect. If you want to Humiliate me in church, and I don't mind making you feel the pain of losing a child right away."

The gentle voice and the viciousness in the words are in stark contrast.

Mu Baoer snorted, and walked into the auditorium first.

This auditorium is not big. Although the outside is not well decorated, the inside is beautifully decorated. There are seas of flowers everywhere. If she is not the protagonist, she will feel fragrant and romantic.

There were not many guests in the auditorium, but they all seemed to be of quite high status. Xi Lei and Lilith were sitting in the first row. Xi Lei's face was radiant, and he was particularly proud. With Rong's daughter in his hands, Nie Rong lost a lot based on this alone.

It's really gratifying to congratulate, he really wants to see Nie Rong's distorted expression soon when he knows this, it must be the greatest joy in life.

After Hanlie and the others get married, he will justifiably take Mu Baoer back to Country A and hold a grand banquet to invite Nie Rong.

Lilith was next to him, wearing a purple tube top pleated dress, and she glanced at Mu Baoer quite meaningfully.

Mu Baoer and Han Lie walked in slowly following the wedding march played by the band. Mu Baoer glanced around from the corner of her eyes. Although there were no people in this church, I'm afraid there were many ambushed outside.

She doesn't have any attack tools in her hands, even if she wants to take risks, the premise is that she must have a knife or a gun.

The moment her indifferent eyes swept across the auditorium inadvertently, her heart skipped a beat. It was the wedding cake, and that was the only chance she could get in touch with the knife. They all relaxed their vigilance until they got the knife before they could attack.

This meant that she and Han Lie would swear an oath of marriage in front of the priest and exchange rings. Thinking of these, Mu Baoer felt slightly sad.

She thought she didn't care who she married, because marriage was just a ceremony, and if the hearts of the two were not together, it was nothing.

But now standing in this sacred place and looking at the presiding priest, she suddenly realized that she was not so open-minded.

It turns out that every woman wearing a wedding dress, no matter what, hopes that standing next to her is the man she loves, with whom she will exchange lifetime promises before God.

If she could be given another chance to choose, who would she wish to be around?

Unexpectedly... A face flashed in his mind, and Mu Baoer was shocked.

Han Lie had already held her hand tightly, and half dragged her to the priest. He was very annoyed when he saw that she was still absent-minded at such a moment. Who was she thinking about?After a while, she has no right to think about other men!

She is his!Yes, it's his.

The priest had already started to read out the wedding vows, and the solemn voice echoed quietly in the auditorium, but Mu Baoer didn't hear a word. Finally, the priest asked her: "Are you willing to be Han Lie's wife?"

She opened her mouth, feeling like the word willing was stuck in her throat, and she couldn't say it.