Married You On Condition

Mo Shuo wiped the crystal from the corner of Piggy's eyes with his big hand, and his heart moved. He thought of the rule of Xianggong that piggy said when he was in Fengyi Palace: his wife is always right, so he coughed softly, and said solemnly, "what the lady said is right, but it's all for her husband's fault. I don't know if she is willing to make amends for her treat tonight."

Hearing the words, the little pig was stunned. Then he learned the way of Mo Shuo and said in a soft voice, "Xianggong is learning very fast. That lady, I'm going to have a candlelight dinner tonight."

Mo Shuo was stunned. For a moment, he had no impression of candlelight dinner, but he seemed to have heard about it somewhere, but he couldn't remember it at this point.

Seeing Mo Shuo's stupidity, the little pig immediately guessed that Mo Shuo had forgotten, so he laughed at Mo Shuo's forehead and said, "Mr. Xiang, you won't forget what is candlelight dinner."

"Remember, remember, we're going to have a candlelight dinner." In order to cover up his guilty, Mo Shuo drags the pig out.

When Mo Shuo and piggy walked out of the office building hand in hand, a petite figure came up from the dark.

Mo Shuo was standing in the middle of the road. He didn't know which way to go. Piggy couldn't help looking at Mo Shuo. He chuckled and said, "Mo Shuo, do you know what it means to" die to face, live to suffer "

Mo Shuo smell speech, Jun face slightly red, embarrassed way: "piggy, I..."

"Come on, I owe you in my last life." Piggy said, holding Mo Shuo's hand, toward the western restaurant two blocks away.

Feixiaoyue quickly presses the shutter and takes pictures of Mo Shuo's intimate expression with piggy

Mo Shuo looked at the words "love Haixi restaurant" above, a little timid.

"Piggy, do we have to eat Western food?" Mo Shuo saw rows of knives and forks on the dining table through the glass window. He felt uneasy.

"Of course, in this atmosphere to eat Western food is emotional, you see, inside a pair of all couples." The pig tugged Mo Shuo's arm and went in.

"Welcome. Please come in." Standing in front of the door, the waiter bowed.

Before sitting down, piggy had already felt the sweat of Mo Shuo's palm. She pressed Mo Shuo on the table and said in a soft voice, "Shuo, relax. To have a candlelight dinner is to relax and experience the romance and warmth of their world."

Fei Xiaoyue is standing across the road, looking at the western restaurant with doubts.