Abstinence President, Please let me go !

Jijoshi stood on the steps, watching her mother's thin figure gradually blend into the night, and the continuous flow of night into one.

For a long time, she closed the door.

Back against the door, thinking Xu slightly divergent.

"What?"

The slender figure of silence came out of the study, his eyes and eyebrows were covered with thin light.

Looking at a little warm and happy feeling.

He walked up to her step by step in grey slippers.

"My mom, I came here a moment ago, and now I'm gone."

"Why don't you invite her to sit down for a while and let her go alone so late?"

He reached out and touched her cheek. She looked up at him and suddenly laughed, "silence, do you really care so much about my family?"

"Of course, JOJO, you will be my wife soon! Shouldn't a family care about each other? "

The light in his eyes is warm and firm.

This face sincere expression, this extremely real tone, let her almost moved.

She laughed twice. "Silence, you tell my mother, you will raise Qiao Yan for the rest of your life?"

"You should know my financial strength. I have enough to support your family. You don't have to question that."

She looked at him.

He raised his chest slightly, as if fearless of any of her good looks.

"Well, silence, you are very good. Everyone knows that..."

He reached out to close the door and grabbed her little hand.

Her hands were cold, even the tips of her fingers.

He held her little hand, like holding some precious treasure, and gently breathed under his lips.

"Let's go. It's cool outside. Go inside."

He put his arm around her shoulder and went to the bedroom.

She leaned against the wall, watching him busily make the quilt on the bed.

"You've been so upset these two days. Is there something wrong with you?"

He got up and came over and stroked her forehead.

After confirming that she did not have a fever, he helped her sit down.

"No, silence. I'm fine. I just feel like I'm in a trance, like a dream."

He reached for her face, put his forehead on her forehead, and put his hands around her shoulders from his back.

Then slowly, a little bit of her embrace.

At this time, there was a wind outside, and the window was rattling.

Inside, he hugged her, and his body gradually warmed her.

Two people just stand with each other in arms

This is probably the warmest recollection of silence in jijosh's memory.

For the rest of his life, most of the memories that remained in jijoxi's heart were silent evils.

It's late at night.

He hugged her and put her on his lap. In the warm light, he put the wedding ring on her ring finger.

"JOJO, from now on, you will be my woman. I'll never be alone for the rest of my life. After getting married, you will give me two sons, a brother and a younger brother. They will love each other for the rest of their lives... "

She raised her eyes and looked at his beautiful face with infinite longing and longing.

She frowned suspiciously. "Why two sons? How about two daughters? Maybe it's a son and a girl... "

Silent smile at her mysteriously, "want two sons! Brother and brother

She said in a quiet voice, reaching out and gently stroking her abdomen.

He said something in a trance.

She felt that he was speaking his own hometown dialect, which she could not understand, but vaguely heard him talking about Xiao Kui

It's late at night.

She's a little sleepy.

"Silence, I want to sleep."

"Well, well, I'll be with you."

He took her and lay down on the bed together.

Her indifference and his enthusiasm seem to form a great contrast in the world.

He seemed so excited that he couldn't sleep.

When she was lying on the bed, he got up again, poured a glass of red wine, and walked around the bedroom.

It seems that the efficiency of his opponent's work is not very reassuring, he picked up his mobile phone and called one after another.

Later, the lights in the bedroom were dimmed and she fell asleep.

When she woke up again, it was already light.

Silent stands in front of the dressing room, trying on a suit. Several suits have been pulled out by him and stacked on the sofa.

He tried two, and seemed to dislike it, and changed the other.

She sat up with the quilt and looked at him vaguely. For a long time, she looked at the clock at the head of the bed. It was five o'clock in the morning.

"Are you awake?"

He saw her sleepy in the fitting mirror.She was confused and lovely, and she didn't look like she wanted to get married.

"Silence, will you get up too early?"

"Well, I didn't sleep all night!"

He was honest.

"Are you so excited? It's just marriage. " Giorgio blinked.

"One wedding in a generation, shouldn't you be excited?"

From the tone of silence, he was really excited.

Jijoshi thought about it carefully. It was rare for him to get so excited in such a long time with him.

Did he really want to marry her?

Unable to understand him, she lifted the quilt, got out of bed and went to the bathroom.

When he came out again, he was still picking out his shirt and didn't seem to like it.

"Which one do you think is better?"

He pointed on the sofa. There were four or five suits. In fact, they were all pure black suits.

He has obsessive-compulsive disorder, so these suits are all of the same brand, the workmanship and materials are the same, only the styles of neckline and hem are slightly different.

For gijolie, men's suits are all the same. She can't tell the difference.

In addition, there is an extra pocket here and a button is missing there. What's the difference?

"Well, I think it's very good on you..."

"That's it."

People who choose difficult diseases are relieved after getting the best answer.

"You go to sleep for a while, I'll arrange for the make-up artist to come over at eight o'clock, and your wedding dress will be delivered at eight too..."

Silence arranged everything.

Jijoshi pressed his temple. "Silence, I want a colleague in the company to do my hair and make-up. How to say, it's an acquaintance, and his skill is also good. Do you think it's ok?"

"No problem, just choose for yourself. However, I have already reserved a makeup artist for you, and the money has also been paid. She will come back later. When the two make-up artists arrive, you can arrange them by yourself. I have to go to the company to see how the floats are. There is stewed soup in the kitchen. You can have something to eat. I'll pack you chocolates. If you're hungry, you can eat them... "

There was a lot of silence, and he explained it very carefully.

Giuseppe didn't listen very much.

Half an hour later, silent out, Ji Qiaoyan's phone call came in again.