Ferocious Boss: Hubby, Let’s Get Married

Up to now, Ji Mianmian feels that there is still some flutter, and it doesn't feel too real.

She waited for a year to return and married her.

Ji Mianmian was holding her marriage certificate and seemed to radiate a passionate marriage certificate.

She asked, "You are my husband now. You will always be with me, and you will always be with me, aren't you?"

Mu Rongmian hugged her tightly: "Yes, I was reluctant before, now I am willing, and I am willing to leave in the future. I have never cared about anything, and I never wanted to put other people in my heart. You are the only and all.

Ji Mianmian's eyes became hot: "Me too."

Ye Shaoguang is her first love, and Murong Mian is her husband. Both of them are one and have never changed.

She let go of Murongmian and said, "Let's go back, I forgot to tell Sister Qingsi about this, and she shouldn't blame me."

"No, there is me."

Mu Rongmian suddenly picked Ji Mianmian.

She took a jump and didn't dare to move at all, exclaiming, "Hurry me down, don't be mad, let me down."

Mu Rongmian's body, she was really worried all the time. He didn't agree with him if he wanted to do it once more at night, let alone he held her.

Mu Rongmian is in a good mood now, and she feels her body is getting better. She bows her head and kisses Ji Mianmian's face: "No."

Mu Rongmian took Ji Mianmian to the car and fastened her seat belt. "Go, let's go back."

Ji Mianmian touched his chest: "How are you, are you tired?"

"Do you think your husband doesn't even have that ability?"

She quickly shook her head: "No, I'm worried about you."

"I'm fine, rest assured." Mu Rongmian's current body is indeed a big hidden danger, but he believes that it is not that bad.

Ji Mianmian sighed and stroked Mu Rongmian's face: "Listen to me, you don't know that every time I see you look so pale, I'm upset."

Mu Rongmian's complexion is not like a healthy person, the kind of fragile pale, always makes him feel like a delicate and fragile porcelain.

Otherwise, the director will not be so forgiving to him, agreeing that this cold day will not allow him to film rain shows, and will not allow him to work too long.

Mu Rongmian took Ji Mianmian's hand and kissed her in the palm of her hand: "I'm fine, and it will be better in the future. As a man with a wife, I will only cherish my body more."

Of course he will cherish his body more, he just wants to be able to keep Ji Mianmian longer.

The worry on Ji Mianmian's face slowly turned into a smile: "You can't help counting what you said."

Mu Rongmian squeezed her hand: "Promise my wife, of course I dare not count."

Suddenly, Ji Mianmian saw a black car parked not far from them. She was a little worried: "On that car, is it paparazzi? They photographed us getting married."

Mu Rongmian glanced and sneered, "Yes, just shoot them. Since Fang Yuanyuan made this matter so loud, it would be even better."

They followed the car when they came. Anyway, he had made up his mind to withdraw from the entertainment circle. Before he left, he must leave a big ticket.

Mu Rongmian drove Ji Mianmian back to the hotel. He still had a movie to shoot in the afternoon.

Ji Mianmian asked: "You said, how would they fire us and go to the Civil Affairs Bureau?"

Mu Rongmian sneered: "Of course I won't say yes, I guess it will become scum."