"But..." Ye Tianxin felt a little regretful.

If she wasn't sick.

How good that should be.

If she wasn't sick... there would be at least a romantic wedding night.

"But what?" Li Qingcang asked.

Ye Tianxin reached out her hand and gently touched the red gem on the decoration.

A mist gradually gathered in her eyes.

"Sweetheart, don't you like it?"

Ye Tianxin shook her head, "It's okay, I like it very much."

"Just like it."

Li Qingcang breathed a sigh of relief in slightest detection.

Ye Tianxin snuggled in Li Qingcang's arms and said in a low voice, "Brother Li, you are so good."

Fortunately, Ye Tianxin is even more unlikely and she is even more reluctant to leave him.

He is such a good man, she should treasure it alone and not share it with any woman.

No woman can think of him.

He is her unique collection.

"You are my wife, I'm not good to you, who am I good to? Hum?"

Li Qingcang stretched out his hand and gently pinched Ye Tianxin's slightly thin face.

He said with great distress, "My little sweetheart, you should eat more meat, otherwise... you will be too thin! When the wind blows, you will go to heaven..."

Ye Tianxin followed this sentence, "Brother Li, haven't I been spoiled by you?"

While the two were flirting, Mingzhu and Ye Zhizhou stood at the door.

In Mingzhu's arms, she held a pot of blooming mast trees.

The fragrance of mast flowers is fresh and elegant.

Mingzhu was wearing a red and white plaid dress. She stood at the door in a pretty face, coughing, and a naughty smile appeared on her face.

"It seems that we are coming at the wrong time?"

"Mingzhu, I heard that you and Aunt Yue almost had a car accident, are you okay?"

As soon as Ye Tianxin saw Mingzhu, she asked about the previous car accident between the mother and daughter.

Mingzhu smiled and said, "It's okay, it's just a small problem. It's also because my mother and I are lucky and nothing big happened."

Mingzhu put the mast flowerpot in her arms on the window table.

The breeze blew in from the open window, bringing the fragrance of flowers throughout the room.

"Who is this?"

Li Qingcang keenly saw Ye Zhizhou following Mingzhu.

Yezhizhou is still dressed like a young and beautiful boy.

"Night Island, Mingzhu's future boyfriend."

Ye Zhizhou held Mingzhu's shoulders domineeringly and declared sovereignty extremely strongly.

Mingzhu uncomfortably pushed away Ye Zhizhou's hand.

"He is the one I hit last time I drove and kept chasing me, and I haven't agreed yet."

"Who else can you promise besides me?"

Ye Zhizhou looked full of confidence.

Mingzhu sighed in her heart. She actually didn't understand that people like Yezhizhou could watch the fire from the other side of the river. Why did he stand in the vortex of the storm with the risk of being seen?

Mingzhu is a relatively normal person.

A relatively normal person will not understand a mental illness like Yezhizhou.

For Ye Zhizhou, he just wanted to watch Ye Tianxin, who was tortured by the virus with his own eyes.

Tsk tsk tsk...

You know, in this world, the most painful thing is not death.

But life is worse than death.

Mingzhu pushed Ye Zhizhou's shoulder, "Can you go out? I want to chat with Shenxin."

Ye Zhizhou shrugged indifferently. I thought that after the car accident that night, Mingzhu would be very obedient.
Chapter completed!