Doted On Pregnant Wife:Good Night,Mr Zhan!

Zheng Ling white Yu Chengqian one eye, "since you appreciate her so much, why don't you marry her?"

Yu Chengqian said: "I did pursue her a few years ago. But the king had a dream and the goddess had no intention. She has such a high spirit that only a man like Lord Zhan can conquer her

Zheng Ling didn't want to inquire about Zhu Ma's affairs. At the moment, a pair of eyes focused on Zhan hanjue's body and wanted to know how he dealt with Zhu Ma's purse.

An old woman dressed strangely, clutching her crutches, came to Lord Zhan.

Holding Juma in one hand and Han jujujue in the other, he said with a smile: "you are the marriage given by God. From now on, Zhuma will be your woman."

Only now did the Marquis Zhan know the meaning of the purse. He looked at Zheng Ling from a distance. Zheng Ling's small face was full of his loss, and his beautiful eyes became red with blood.

He put his hand in his pocket and felt the purse that Juma had given him. At the moment, he was so upset that he just wanted to avoid her kiss. He didn't expect that the purse she would give him would be a disaster.

He looked at Zheng Ling with guilt, and then saw Zheng Ling shed tears for him. His innocent and wronged eyes pricked his heart with pain.

He remembered that Zheng Ling was born again after death for him...

he didn't expect to repay Zheng Ling's kindness to him.

This life can bear anyone, not Zheng Ling.

His hand suddenly held the purse tightly...

Zheng Ling was slightly Leng, only she saw the abnormal shrinkage of the pupil of the Lord Zhan. She knew him better than anyone else. Brother Baron had always been calm, but now he was acting so abnormal... I'm afraid there was a reason.

She could not help worrying about him.

After a long time, Lord Zhan took his hand out of the goddess's hand and pretended to wonder, "grandma, I didn't dance with her, nor did I kiss her. Why did she become my woman?"

The voice became a little weak.

"You took her purse," she said

When did I receive her purse

Zhuma laughed more than Huajiao. "Brother Zhan, I put my purse into your pocket just now."

Lord Zhan said, "Oh, is it? Which pocket

Juma confidently turned out his pocket, but it was a mess.

"Is this what you call a purse?" The warlord looked at Juma jokingly.

Juma looked at the warlord in disbelief. In order not to marry her, he even destroyed her purse.

"Brother Zhan, you..."

Lord Han refused Zhuma's proposal in public, which was something never happened in the courtship ceremony.

In the past, girls would send their bags to the men who like them, so the matching rate is 100% successful.

Master Zhan let Zhuma face down. Zhuma covered her face and ran away crying.

Han Jue shudders leisurely to Zheng Ling in front of, tightly embraces her. "Sorry to worry you."

Zheng Ling felt that all his weight seemed to be on her body, so he knew that he had exhausted his internal power to successfully destroy the purse.

She hugged him heartily. "Brother Jue, I'll take you home."

"Well."

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