Domineering: The President is not a human being

Chapter 772 No Regrets!

Every peach blossom tree in this peach blossom forest was planted by him himself. After knowing this, Su Xiaoxiao felt a special feeling in his heart when he revisited his old place.

Gently holding the peach blossom that he asked Cun Xi to forward to her, her figure quickly shuttled between the peach blossom powder petals without any petals touching her body.

Still far away, she saw him standing there in white clothes under one of the trees, and when she saw her approaching, a gentle smile appeared on his handsome face.

Su Xiaoxiao speeded up and flew in front of him, "You are here." What are you doing?Before she could finish her question, he sealed her mouth with his fingers first.

"Under this tree, I swore more than once that I would make you my concubine fox." He raised his hand to caress her cheek, the tenderness in his eyes was fully revealed, "Now I finally see you wearing the dress for me." With this wedding dress, little fox, you are willing to be the fox concubine of Lord Qiuminghu, and you will never change until death."

"What do you mean by this?" Su Xiaoxiao was still a little confused. So, wasn't she already his wife?His woman?
"No matter how many women Mr. Fox has, Concubine Fox can only have one from the beginning to the end." Qiu Ming took the newly bloomed peach blossom from her hand, raised his lips and smiled, he thought that with her temperament, he would be moved again. to tears, who knows
"How many women? Could it be that you still want to marry another woman?" Su Xiaoxiao's face changed when she heard this, and she rushed over to grab his skirt forcefully, "If you dare to marry, I will dare to set your harem on fire every day."

"Baby, the key point of this sentence is the second half." Seeing how jealous she looked, Qiu Ming couldn't help but smile, and took her into his arms, "Don't worry, this lord's harem can only accommodate you as a woman."

Knowing that she would miss the point, Su Xiaoxiao's face instantly turned red, she buried her head in front of his chest, and didn't dare to lift it up again for a long time, "Can't you just say the second half of the sentence?" She blamed in a low voice.

"Xiaohu, are you willing to become the fox concubine of Lord Hu Qiuming?" Qiuming helped her up and confirmed again seriously.

She raised her head to meet his burning eyes, "You're still asking this now? I don't want to give you two little monsters." The blush on Su Xiaoxiao's face that hadn't faded added another touch of blush.

"Whether it's the past or the present, I don't want to leave any regrets." Qiu Ming took Su Xiaoxiao's hand and interlocked his fingers.

In the previous life, he had regretted not being able to marry Xiaohu for hundreds of years. Even though she had already become his wife in this life, without this ceremony, he always felt that something was missing in his heart.

"The guests are here, how long will you old couples hide in there and love each other?" A helpless voice with a chuckle floated in from outside the peach forest.

"Stinky boy." Qiuming cursed, grabbed Su Xiaoxiao's waist, and walked out of Taolin.

At the entrance of the Peach Blossom Link, Qiu Yichen was leaning sideways under the peach blossom tree, and a baby carved in powder and jade was lying on his back, showing half of his head.

"Mother, dear." Seeing Su Xiaoxiao, the baby immediately climbed to the top of Qiu Yichen's head, reaching out to hug her.

"Think that I, Zhuohua Jun of the Six Realms, was stepped on by a kid who drank milk and stuffed a diaper." Qiu Yichen showed a look of lovelessness, with disgust in his mouth, but his body was honestly protecting The safety of my brother is on top of my head.

"Brother, fruit, eat fruit." The baby took out a Holy Spirit fruit from his arms, and wanted to pass it to Qiu Yichen inarticulately, but he didn't want to use too much force, so he squeezed out the juice, making Qiu Yichen dizzy Red Juice.

"Mother, take this little devil away!" Qiu Yichen suppressed his anger, fearing that he would hurt the child, and he, who always pays attention to his image, stood there motionless with his head covered in liquid
(End of this chapter)