Mafia King's Adorkable Bride

"Warm, my baby, do you know how much I love you?" Yeming Jue said to himself.

But the answer was an xiaonuan's even breathing sound, and Yeming Jue lost his smile.

Watching an xiaonuan sleep so sweet, Yeming Jue took off his shoes and coat, gently lay down in the quilt, held an xiaonuan and took a lunch break with an xiaonuan.

This sleep, Yeming Jue slept very steadily. He didn't take a lunch break every day. He spent more time working constantly. It seems that today's lunch break is less than the fifth time.

Yeming Jue smiled bitterly in his heart. Being pregnant was the biggest torture for him. Looking at the "meat" in front of him, he couldn't talk. He had no choice but to take a cold bath in the end.

It's already six o'clock after taking a bath, but Ann xiaonuan still doesn't mean to wake up. Maybe this is the sleep of pregnant women.

After Yeming put on his clothes, he came to her and kissed an Xiaowen on his cheek. His eyes were full of love and doting, and then turned and left the room carefully.

When he went downstairs, he saw that those people hadn't gone yet, and Yeming's face sank immediately.

"Why don't you roll?" said Lord Yeming coldly.

"It's too dark and the mountain road is difficult to walk, so we'll stay here." Mo Qianqiu turned his head and said with a smile.

"Do you really have the heart to drive us away," Andrew said pitifully.

"Have the heart, of course," said Lord Yeming coolly.

"Sleeping trough! Should it be so boring?" Nan Lichuan said.

"Why, I think you're dressed so formally. What are you doing?" Han Yichen asked with a smile.

Han Yichen said this. Mo Qianqiu noticed the clothes of Lord Yeming. Indeed, it's not necessary to dress so formally at home.

"Yes, what are you going to do?" Mo Qianqiu smiled.

When Lord Yeming heard Mo Qianqiu's joking tone, he raised a faint smile at the corners of his mouth, then picked up the fruit knife next to him and walked towards Mo Qianqiu.

Mo Qianqiu was in a cold sweat when he saw it. He was just curious to ask. What's the matter? And the second son also asked. Why don't you face him? Of course, Mo Qianqiu certainly didn't dare to say these words.

Han Yichen and Nan Lichuan sat there watching the play seriously, praying and mourning for Mo Qianqiu.

Lord Yeming slowly approached Mo Qianqiu with a fruit knife. Mo Qianqiu leaned back and was sweating.

"Speak well and speak well. Don't get excited. It's very dangerous to play with knives." Mo Qianqiu swallowed a mouthful of water.

"Really? I don't think it's dangerous." Lord Yeming put his knife on Mo Qianqiu's face.

"No, I don't want to disfigure." Mo Qian cried.

"Shut up." Yeming said coldly.

Mo Qianqiu immediately closed his mouth and dared not say another word. He looked wronged at Lord Yeming.

Lord Yeming looked at it and smiled. Then he stood up straight and threw the fruit knife aside. Mo Qianqiu quickly hid the fruit knife when he saw it.

"If you have nothing to do, go back to bed and don't disturb my business." Yeming said coolly.

"What's the matter?" Han Yichen asked boldly.

"Surprise for my wife, of course." then he turned and strode out.

Han Yichen left several people staring at his back.

"Shall we go and have a look?" Mo Qianqiu suggested.

"Why, your life is too short for you?" Andrew said coolly.

"If you want to die, just say it." Nan Lichuan said in a deep voice.

"Lying trough! I'm just talking casually. Don't take it seriously." Mo Qianqiu waved his hands and said.

"I'm very curious. I'll go and have a look." Han Yichen suddenly said and left directly.

"I just said something. Even if I didn't say it, someone would come over, and I'd go and have a look." Mo Qianqiu said and followed up.

Now that both of them have passed, Andrew and nanlichuan can't stay.

I don't know what Lord Yeming is going to do, so Han Yichen secretly followed him, and then came to the garden.

Although the park is not as good as the garden of Yuwan, it is also very big, such as fountains, pavilions and other things. The furnishings are no worse than Yuwan.

Han Yichen was shocked when he came to the garden to see Lord Yeming. It was too romantic.

I saw that Lord Yeming made a circle of candles on the lawn in the garden, and they were heart-shaped candles. Not only that, the path from the lawn to the pebbles was covered with rose petals.

"What is he doing?" Andrew asked in a deep voice.

"I'm blind. Of course I'm going to surprise my sister-in-law." Mo Qianqiu said.

"Tut tut Tut, since Jue and his sister-in-law realized that they were married again, Jue's romantic cells have increased greatly." Nan Lichuan said in a deep voice.

"I think so," Andrew echoed.

"If my sister-in-law knows what the Lord is going out, I don't know what will happen?" Han Yichen suddenly said.

"You're crazy. If you tell your sister-in-law, you must peel your skin, and it's light," Mo Qianqiu said.

"Yes, you'd better hold back," Nan Lichuan said in a deep voice.

Han Yichen didn't answer what several people said. I don't know if he listened.

And the other side.

After Yeming's success, he was very satisfied with his creation, and his face was filled with a smile.

"I hope wennuan will like it." Lord Yeming said with a smile.

Then he walked out of the candle carefully, and then walked back with elegant steps. He suddenly felt something, suddenly stopped and looked coldly at the front.

"If you have seen enough, go back." Yeming said coldly.

Han Yichen, who was hiding behind, heard that he was stiff. He didn't expect to be found so soon. They planned to read all the next things. He didn't expect to fail. In fact, when they just came here, Lord Yeming had found it. Since they wanted to see it, let them see it for a while, but what they couldn't see still couldn't see.