The temptation of wolves: Husband, I want to order you!

Chapter 152 Don't Need Your Promise

Ming Jue was deflated, his face was as black as a pig's liver.

"Puff haha...hahaha..." Mo Zuo held back for a long time, couldn't help it anymore, laughed out loud, holding his stomach while laughing, and said, "Sister Mi Ai had a word with me, once Money is hard for a hero, I didn’t quite understand what it meant before, but now that I think about it, it must be you.”

Mingjue stretched out his hand, he really wanted to strangle this gloating girl to death.However, he still let go, how could he be willing, he was not willing to touch a single hair of hers, he felt that the last hair was alive.

"Today, I will let you see what strength and charm are." He still didn't believe that he couldn't even afford a small butterfly headdress on the street.

As for letting the silly girl make fun of him again, he is already ashamed enough today, if this continues, he will never want to stand up in his life.

He could almost imagine that after they got married and had children, how would this girl slander his handsome and tall image with the children.

Mo Zhu sticks out his tongue, "A man who doesn't like to be teased." It's too face-saving.

Our last girl is not at all for this emperor who is usually high above, controls the entire mafia, and orders tens of thousands of brothers. Now she is so humble, she just smiles for Bo Hongyan.

Ming Jue tidied up his collar, cuffs and shirt front, then shook his shoulders, and smiled confidently at Mo Zuo, "Just see how attractive your future husband is."

After finishing speaking, he took Mo Zuo and walked a few steps, and stopped in front of an Italian boy who sang, and when the boy finished singing a song, Mingjue let go of Mo Zuo's hand, and went up to talk to the boy who sang In a word, the young man nodded happily, and then he stood aside and gave up the home court seat to Ming Jue, who played the guitar on the side, and accompanied Ming Jue.

Mo Zuo held his breath, Ming Jue was going to sing in public...? ! ! !

The godfather of the mafia, the emperor of thousands of people, wants to sing to the crowds of people in this bustling commercial street? !Just for that humble butterfly headpiece? !
Mo Zu suddenly felt soft-hearted, she...was it too much?

"Ming Jue, why don't we buy it, and come back to buy it after you go back and get the money?" She really regretted it, she couldn't imagine that Ming Jue, who has always been so arrogant, could sing in public!

And, most importantly...can he sing?She has never heard him sing, let alone rap, just hum a few words, she has never heard of him.

She begged him to sing before, but he refused to open his mouth to sing. At that time, she just thought that he was tone deaf, so he was too embarrassed to sing.

But now, not only is he going to sing, but he is also selling them on this bustling commercial street.

Mingyi yelled into the microphone, "Today, I want to give my girlfriend a tiara. I made a mistake and she is still mad at me. I want to make it up to her and ask for her forgiveness. I want to give her a tiara." It’s a special gift, I want to use my own ability to earn a little money to buy that headgear for her, I hope she can forgive me, even if she doesn’t forgive me, I hope she can remember this special gift.”

Ming told the microphone what was in his heart, although he was speaking for the public, but his eyes were fixed on Mo Zhu, because those words were also said to Mo Zhu, and he wanted to win her It doesn't matter if you don't forgive, I just hope she can remember this special gift.

I hope she will always remember that this is the money that Mingjue worked so hard to earn on the street that day, just for Bo's beauty's smile, which is unforgettable to her heart.

As Ming Jue said, Mo Zuo's rock-hard heart is slowly softening.

For a while, many passers-by gathered in front of Mingjue, and the road was completely blocked. A handsome guy who is super eye-catching can catch people's attention, not to mention that this handsome guy is still showing his love publicly.

Italy has always been a country of passion and romance. Now, seeing someone openly courting on the street, those local Italians are willing to join in the fun. However, they are not watching the fun, but are infected by this enthusiasm. Send blessings, this is the difference between Italians and other countries.

People followed Mingjue's eyes to look at Mozhu, they could tell that Mingjue was courting this white-clothed Shengxue woman, and some young people booed and whistled together, making Mozhu feel ashamed.

Thinking of the sound of the guitar on one side, Mingjue held the microphone and spoke, and sang the classic old Italian song 'TiAmo'. 'TiAmo' is a famous Italian song sung by veteran singer Umberto Tozzi. ' means I love you in Italian.

Mingjue moved everyone and Mo Zuo's heart with his sincere and moving singing voice.

The emergence of affection makes people beautify their favorite object, and also strive to beautify themselves. Love does have unparalleled power and is an important life experience.

At the end of the day, I have heard love songs sung in different languages, all of which are telling sincere and touching romances one after another.

When she found out that her story had happened in a foreign country, in a certain tropical rainforest, she was suddenly surprised. It turned out that they were all the same, they would cheer up for love, and shed tears for love.

The last stored tears flowed down my cheeks, touched and sad.In fact, to be honest, Ming Absolutely is really good to her, very fond of her, most of the time she is tormenting people, sometimes she just makes things difficult for him with a clear heart, but he doesn't have any complaints, now he just wants to make her smile , I am willing to put myself in the street market.

If... if she didn't have to worry about Purgatory Hall, sister Mi Ai and sister Zhanyan, she would definitely throw herself into Mingjue's broad embrace uncontrollably, but... no, at least not now.

Mingjue actually understands Mo's thoughts very well, so he doesn't force her, she has things and people to worry about, Mi Ai and Zhanyan treat her like a mother, like a sister, she can't ignore them.If it were him, it would be impossible for him to pursue his love wantonly regardless of Yin Mo and the others.

Therefore, he can understand everything, as long as Mo Zuo doesn't hate him, so he just wants to be nice to her, and he wants to be nice to her as much as possible under the allowed opportunity. Once she leaves Italy and returns to Purgatory Hall, they The identity of the person will immediately become the godfather of the mafia and the head of the purgatory hall, so it has nothing to do with love.

Ming Jue's singing voice is not comparable to the song god, but it is enough to touch people's hearts. Someone really threw money at him. Ming Jue chuckled lightly, very happy and relieved. But... for the woman I love, it's worth it.

After the crowd dispersed, Ming Jue picked up the money he had earned from the ground, not taking too much, just enough money for him to buy the butterfly headdress.

He never knew what it means to be short of money since he was a child, and it is even more so now. His current financial resources are comparable to that of a country. He has never made money with a purpose like today. Although the money he makes today is a drop in the bucket, he is unprecedented. a sense of accomplishment.

It turns out that it is such a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction to fight for the woman I love.

He took a few small denomination euros and walked up to the weeping pear flower with rain, looked at her with domineering and infinitely pampering eyes, and wiped the tears off her face with five distinct fingers, " Silly girl, why are you crying?"

He did this to see her laugh easily, not to see her cry.He likes to see her heartless and occasionally weird smile.

Mo Zuo lowered her head and looked at the tightly clenched hand, but instead she held Ming Jue's big hand firmly, raised her head and looked at Ming Jue very seriously, "Ming Jue, there are some things I can't guarantee, although I can't give you any guarantees right now. What a promise, but I need time, I need time to get stronger."

Let go of hatred, there is still a lot of helplessness.

Ming Jue was so excited that he almost burst into tears, but the man did not flick his tears easily, his breathing was tight, and he held back the tears that were almost shed because of being moved. She said that she couldn't make any promises to him, but this is not a disguise Promise of.

Her promise is not now, but in the future.He believes that this promise will be realized in the near future.

"I don't need your promise, you don't need to say more, I can understand your thoughts, you don't need to do anything deliberately, just do your own thing, and leave the rest to me." He is a man, he will Pave the way for the end.

But Mo Zhu shook his head, "No, don't do anything for me, I want to prove myself, I want to prove to the brothers in Purgatory Hall, that I will have the right to speak when I really become stronger."

Mingjue's silence is a tacit consent.But... Just because he doesn't object doesn't mean he agrees. Mo Zhu has his own persistence, and he also has his own persistence. No one can stop what he wants to do for Mo Zhu, because it's a deal between parties, and no one can say no. , He will definitely do it seamlessly, so that no one else will have the opportunity to talk about it.

Mo Zuo was afraid that Mingjue would do too much, so she continued to persuade softly, "As long as our hearts are together, it will be fine. After a few years, when I become stronger, my cousin brothers can't use me to blackmail sister Mi Ai." And Sister Zhanyan, at that time, I would definitely be able to order everyone.” She understood that she is not convinced by the people in the hall now, Sister Mi Ai and Sister Zhanyan have been in the world for many years, and they have no weaknesses, but she is The weakness of the two of them.

Mingjue suddenly smiled, "Silly girl, what are you thinking? I said leave it to me, which means to leave the arms business to me. It's too late for you to regret it now. The black god of our mafia and the ghosts of Purgatory Hall have reached an agreement." An agreement has been made, and you have agreed to cooperate, so if you go back at this time, you will make the Taoist laugh."

"Huh? That's what you're talking about!" Mo Zhujiong has a good spirit, she thought that with Mingjue's fiery and impulsive temper, he would hold her hand and announce to the whole underworld in a coquettish manner that the Mo Jue of Purgatory Hall is I'm covering it, you all should be careful with me.

(End of this chapter)