Chapter 1275
Tang Qiaowan turned her head to look at Ling Hanye's darkened face, then turned her head to look up at Long Yuchen and said in a low voice, "Yuchen, it's not good for you to fight against my father like this."

Long Yuchen hugged her and walked up the magnificent spiral staircase, looked down at her with a smile and said, "Don't worry, I have plenty of ways to 'deal' with him."

Hearing this, Tang Qiaowan frowned slightly, looked up at him and said, "Don't overdo it, when the time comes..."

"What? Are you afraid that your father won't marry you to me? Or are you afraid that you won't be able to face each other day and night, share the same bed with me, and drive until dawn?" Long Yuchen looked at me with a doting smile in his eyes. After Tang Qiaowan finished speaking, she lowered her head and kissed her forehead, and said with a smile, "So you hate marriage so much!"

"You're the one who hates marriage." Tang Qiaowan glared at him, then lowered her head, she knew that she couldn't show that she cared too much about Long Yuchen, otherwise, he would be complacent, and even said something that would embarrass her , I'm sorry, I really want to drill a hole.

Ling Hanye saw Long Yuchen carrying his daughter upstairs in front of him, his face turned green with anger.

If the tiger doesn't show its power, treat it as a sick cat!

That brat dared to fight Ling Hanye, so he had to show that brat how powerful Ling Hanye was.

Then he turned his head to look at Mrs. Ling, "Grandma, I remember when I brought Momo back to England for the first time, you said that you can't live together before you get married, right?"

Lin Momo on the side knew what trick he was playing as soon as he asked this question.

She was a little speechless, how old is she, and she still cares about her son-in-law-to-be.

The old lady Ling looked at Ling Hanye and nodded, and then said: "Not only before marriage, but there is also an old rule that a married daughter cannot live with her husband even when she returns to her natal home."

Hearing what the old lady said, Ling Hanye smiled and called the housekeeper to prepare a guest room for Long Yuchen.

Upstairs, Tang Qiaowan's boudoir, Lin Momo and Ling Hanye had already arranged it.

The bedroom is pink and almost everything in it is pink.

Pink chandelier, pink expensive carpet, pink curtains, pink bed, pink quilt, pink sheets, pink wardrobe, etc. The ceiling is also very beautiful pink, and the patterns on it are very beautiful...

The room is large, and every part is full of warmth, warmth and comfort.

As soon as Tang Qiaowan entered, he was shocked.

"Nice room."

When she agreed, the servant who brought her and Long Yuchen in looked at her and said: "Miss San, this room was arranged by the husband himself, and everything in this room was personally selected by the husband and wife. "

"Did Daddy decorate this room?" Tang Qiaowan was a little surprised when the servant said that the room was decorated by Ling Hanye.

The servant looked at her and nodded, "Yes, Miss San."

Hearing this, Tang Qiao Wan looked at the bedroom with a smile and said, "I never thought Daddy could understand girls' minds so well."

Long Yuchen, who was temporarily ignored, pulled her into his arms, looked down at her and said, "I understand too. If you like pink rooms, our room can also be arranged like this."

Tang Qiaowan raised her eyes and looked at him, "Don't you find it awkward that you are a big man living in a room full of powder?"

Long Yuchen replied with a smile: "As long as you are here, no matter where I live, no matter what kind of room I live in, I will not feel awkward."

"I'm awkward." Ling Hanye's displeased voice suddenly sounded again.

(End of this chapter)

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