I’m Secretly Married to a Big Shot

But in this exhaustion, there is joy and happiness.

Her wedding was done exactly in the way she liked.

The island, the sky full of flowers, the band, the people she loves, and the family and friends she cares about.

The wedding she had imagined.

The wedding of her dreams.

Her husband Mo Yesi turned into a real wedding.

But whatever she wants.

This man did his best to help her achieve it.

Behind her, a warm and familiar breath surrounded her, and a low, dull, and extraordinarily **** and sultry voice fell in her ears, tender and lingering: "Baby, what are you thinking about?"

Qiao Mianmian leaned back in the man's warm and strong arms, and said lazily, "I'm thinking, I'm very lucky."

"Ok?"

"Married to you." Qiao Mianmian squinted his eyes, thinking from the first meeting between the two of them. The past bit by bit is like a movie replay, all of which are sweet and happy pasts, with sweetness in her eyes. Said, "Mo Yesi, I think the luckiest thing in my life is to marry you and become your wife."

The arm around her waist tightened.

Qiao Mianmian felt it, pursed his lips and smiled, and continued: "If people really have another life, I really hope I can still marry you and be your wife in my next life."

"Mianmian..."

The man's arms around her waist tightened again, and he reached out and gently pulled her towards him. The light in his deep black eyes was hot, with strong emotions that could swallow people and melt them. "What you just said was all The truth?"

Qiao Mianmian raised his head and looked at the man's handsome face like a knife. He stretched out his hand to caress his very beautiful and especially charming eyes; "Well, honestly. Mo Yesi, I really hope I can do it again in my next life. marry you."

"If you still want me in your next life."

"I do."

The man squeezed her little hand, bowed his head, kissed her slender and white fingertips with thin hot lips, pressed her little hand tightly against his face, and said with a hoarse voice: "If you are still willing to marry in the next life I, being my wife, of course I want you."

"I only want you."

He didn't want anyone except her.

He Mo Ye Si was born forever, as long as Qiao Mianmian.

"Mo Yesi..." The man's eyes were too hot and too affectionate, and Qiao Mianmian felt as if he was about to melt into the deep love in his eyes.

*

Qiao Mianmian was lying on the bed extremely tired, not even wanting to move a finger.

Just after taking a shower, Mo Yesi took her to the bathroom to wash, and then came out holding her.

"Baby, are you sleepy?" Mo Yesi held the petite group of people beside him in his arms, reached out and touched her head, his voice was gentle and unreasonable, "If you are sleepy, go to sleep."

He couldn't help it just now.

He knew that she was already very tired, but in that atmosphere, he couldn't control it...

"Yeah." Qiao Mianmian's voice was weak, and he was obviously too sleepy. "Mo Yesi, you, you haven't sang to me yet."

Mo Yesi developed a habit for Qiao Mianmian to sing before going to bed to make her fall asleep.

Now Qiao Mianmian is not used to sleeping without listening to his singing.

"Okay, which song do you want to listen to baby today?"

"I want to listen to "sailing"."

"Okay." The man hummed softly, tapping a hand on the back of the little man in his arms, coaxing her like a child to sleep.

Soon, Qiao Mianmian fell asleep.