Sweet wife, don't make trouble, we won't divorce

Chapter 344 It's Like Interpreting a Romantic Poem

The girl's smile almost warmed Zhan Moxiao's heart. He couldn't help but bowed his head and kissed her, "There are more romantic ones, do you want them?"

Ou Lan no longer has her own thoughts, she just wants to follow this man who hugs her intimately, she can do whatever she wants, and she will not regret dying in the world of flowers.

Seeing the girl's obsessed expression, Zhan Moxiao smiled softly. It turned out that a hundred thousand roses could buy her everything. This temperament is really dangerous. If another man gives her flowers...

Uh, under such a beautiful situation, you can't think about it!
Master Xiao stopped his inexplicable jealousy in time, kissed the girl's face again, and raised the gift box in his right hand, "Look, what is this?"

Ou Lan's face was blushing, she took the gift box excitedly, sat on the sofa and unwrapped it, and a gorgeous pink long dress came into view.

The design of the long skirt is very unique, with many tiny diamonds inlaid on the neckline, which shine like stars when they see the light.

This long dress is like the kind worn by princesses dancing in fairy tale movies.

Ou Lan likes it very much. Although she is a girl who grew up in a poor family and doesn't like to wear skirts at all in reality, it doesn't mean she hasn't dreamed.

When I was young, every time I watched a fairy tale movie, I dreamed that I could also have a long dress like the protagonist. In the dead of night, I would admire myself alone, or dance with my Prince Charming.

Of course, the image of Prince Charming in her dreams has always been Berimu.

But today, at this moment, she couldn't think of Bai Limu, because all her sensory worlds were filled with Zhan Moxiao.

She picked up the long skirt and looked at it, compared it to herself, "Zhan Moxiao, is this skirt for me?"

Zhan Moxiao chuckled, "Fool, you are the only hostess in this castle, and you are my newly married little girlfriend. It's not for you, but for Bayin?"

"Hahaha……"

Ou Lan laughed happily, ran into the fitting room with the skirt in her arms, and couldn't wait to change into a long skirt.

When it came out again, it was amazing.

The neat ball head that was usually tied on the top of the head was removed, a beautiful long black hair was scattered, the pink dress hung down to the feet, and the smooth marble floor reflected the girl's slender figure.

The small face in the long hair is charming and young, with picturesque eyebrows.

The girl who chatters like a sparrow on weekdays is very peaceful and soft at the moment, like a pink peach blossom quietly blooming.

Zhan Moxiao gazed at his girl tenderly, walked over step by step, took her into his arms, then pulled up her long hair with his own hands, and took her by the hand to walk to the middle of the floor.

He didn't follow Qin Qingnan's suggestion to dance that fast-paced passionate waltz, but danced slowly while hugging her.

Because the atmosphere at the moment is too sweet, all you need is to enjoy it, no passion is needed, and he doesn't want to destroy her rare soft aura.

Sure enough, she couldn't dance, but he was very patient, teaching her little by little, and every time she took the right dance steps, he would reward her with a kiss.

Gradually, her dance steps became more and more proficient, and the two danced more and more in tune, and finally it was like interpreting a romantic poem.

Although the kid Zhan Lingtuo was very jealous, he didn't dare to disturb him. He just grabbed the door frame at the entrance with his two little hands and watched. When the two of them ecstatically threw themselves into the dance, he turned around alone and walked out of the villa.

In the end, he walked to Baha, Bayin, Bach, and Axiong who had been able to coexist peacefully, sat down, and sighed softly, "Your sister is also fine, as long as it is born by Ou Xiaolan, I like it, so, Please join me in praying that she will soon have a daughter."

(End of this chapter)