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Chapter 1575 Pudding of Han Mochen Flavor
night.

After sending everyone away, Han Qianxiao collapsed on the sofa.

Let out a breath: "Huh, I'm exhausted."

The man couldn't help chuckling: "I told you not to manage it yourself, but you didn't listen. Now you know you're tired?"

"But it's quite satisfying." Han Qianxiao looked up at the other party, her eyes bent into crescent moons.

It can be seen that he is really happy.

"By the way, you just said that you would give me a big pudding. What about the food? I want to eat it." After Han Qianxiao relaxed, her stomach began to mutter, and she immediately remembered this matter.

Han Mo Chen casually replied: "Oh, madam, do you want a big portion of pudding? I'll bring it to you right away."

Han Qianxiao thought that the other party would turn around and go to the kitchen to get it, but she saw the man's face zooming in quickly in front of her eyes.

Her pupils shrank slightly, and before she had time to react, someone captured her rosy lips.

Han Qianxiao lay flat on the sofa, and was firmly held in his arms by the man who bent down. The man looked down into her rippling eyes from a close distance in a posture of looking down.

The touch on the lips is a little bit magnified.

Han Qianxiao struggled a little, and let out a hint of embarrassment, "Well."

This voice was like a catalyst, making the man who was pressing her more devoted, and it was mixed with a bit of irresistible force.

I don't know how long it took before the man raised his body slightly, giving her room to breathe air.

She was panting slightly like a kitten on the sofa, and the red corners of her eyes made her look charming and pitiful at this moment.

"You...why are you doing this all of a sudden?" When Han Qianxiao spoke, she was startled by her own voice.

The slightly hoarse voice with a touch of sweetness almost made her suspect that it was not her own voice.

"Didn't you taste it? Try again." The man wanted to bend down to continue, but Han Qianxiao blocked his mouth with his hand.

"I tasted it, I tasted it, don't..."

"Oh?" Han Mochen raised his dark eyebrows, "What's the smell?"

Han Qianxiao recalled it embarrassingly, and then slowly said: "Sweet."

Han Mo Chen smiled: "Then what kind of pudding is this?"

Han Qianxiao: "Pudding of Han Mochen's taste."

Han Mochen was very satisfied with the answer, so he continued, "Is it too big?"

Han Qianxiao: "..."

Han Mochen: "From now on, it will be delivered to your mouth every day for you to eat, okay?"

Han Qianxiao: "!" It's not a person.

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The next day.

Han Qianxiao got up early and started to put on makeup.

She did not stay in Han Mochen's villa last night, but was sent back to Shen's house by Han Mochen.

Since we are going to get married, there is still a Chinese wedding reception ceremony.

Although Han and Shen's families are not far away, Han Mochen's wedding car convoy will make a big circle around Haicheng City before arriving at Shen's house to pick up the bride.

The reception ceremony is kept simple.

Not so many popular and rowdy games.

At that time, as long as Han Mochen came to Shen's house and gave a red envelope to her mother's family, she would be taken away.

Meanwhile, Han Mochen and Fang Ci were also in the team to pick up the bride.

There are a total of eight people in the groomsmen group, four on each side, and finally get the bride back to the seaside hotel before reuniting.

"Lulu, look up."

Shen's villa.Shen Yinru shouted at the girl kneeling on the big bed in the bedroom.

Han Qianxiao wore a snow-white lace organza wedding dress, spread out on the bed like a dandelion, surrounded by a white circle.

Her hair was tied up in a bun, and a silver crown in front secured a long veil at the top.

(End of this chapter)