At twelve o'clock at noon, Zhao Junlie drove his fiancée Mo Xiaorou and left Zhao's Enterprise Company to Yangmingshan to enjoy the flowers and have a date.
"I want you to eat something. This is the student food we often ate when we met in college."
"Student food?!" Mo Xiaorou raised her eyebrows and smiled in confusion, "It seems to be delicacies from all over the world!"
"For me, maybe not. For you, that's not necessarily the case!" Zhao Junlie raised his eyebrows playfully, with a mysterious tone in his words.
"Yeah." She feels lucky now that she is only one step away from disappearing memories of the past. However, after she received his platinum diamond engagement ring, her heart can no longer leave him.
Junlie, the man she loves most!
Zhao Junlie's car continued to drive towards Yangmingshan. Although it was not the so-called blooming season, the corner of his mouth evoked a handsome smile.
Xiaorou is really considerate and easy to satisfy, and is even more likely to be moved to tears by people and things°
Xiaorou, his ugly duckling bride!
When he arrived at Yangmingshan, Zhao Junlie first looked for a parking space to park, then he took Mo Xiaorou's hand and walked up the mountain.
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Halfway up the mountainside of Yangming Mountain, Zhao Junlie and Mo Xiaorou admired the blooming sea of flowers. Then he opened his backpack and took out a bamboo basket, which revealed freshly fried chicken steak and a bottle of wheat-flavored milk tea.
"Hold this bottle of wheat-flavored milk tea!"
"Okay." Mo Xiaorou's heart jumped for joy, "It seems like we are having a picnic. I'm really surprised that I often ate delicious chicken fillet in college!" Then, two red clouds floated on her cheeks.
"It's just that we are an unmarried couple, so the way we eat needs to change."
"Huh?" What is he talking about?
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Noila Mo's heart felt slightly warm, her heartbeat accelerated, and she didn't even dare to take a breath, Oh my God!
Ten minutes ago, Zhao Junlie took a bite of the fragrant chicken steak, then held her in his arms, kissed her lips, and fed them into her throat. He was so domineering, powerful and intimate. Only Zhao Junlie would behave like this.
"It's very emotional to eat chicken steak like this!" Zhao Junlie smiled brightly.
"You!" Mo Xiaorou said with a straight face, and instantly, after hearing his words, she couldn't take advantage of him.
Noila Mo took a deep breath, and then took a big sip of wheat-flavored milk tea, bowing her head in shame.
"By the way, what food should we buy for Gao Jie?" Zhao Junlie thought of his adopted son°
"Gao Jie has recently become obsessed with the taste of dumplings that come from all over the world. I want to buy him one. Ten dumplings are ready!" Mo Xiaorou spoke with a smile, staring at him with eyes as gentle as water.
"Xiaorou, I really love you very much. No matter what happens, you can't leave my side, okay?" In this blessed moment, Zhao Junlie was uneasy for no reason.
"Jun Lie, no, I love you so much and I won't leave you." Mo Xiaorou kissed his right cheek and promised.
"Let's go!" Zhao Junlie smiled back, "Don't let Gao Jie starve, he will wake up soon."
"Yes." Gao Jie had a cold and was recuperating at Zhao's house and rarely went out to see guests. Therefore, Mo Xiaorou felt so guilty about herself. Why did she leave him behind for so long and make Gao Jie look worried and sullen? It seemed inappropriate.
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Then, Zhao Junlie took Mo Xiaorou to Kenting in the south and spent three days and two nights.
The weather today was cloudy and sunny with occasional showers. Zhao Junlie took her to try on wedding dresses and prepare to take photos of wedding dresses.
"I'm going to pick out the meal list for the wedding banquet." He turned around and left, running to a high-end restaurant to discuss the cost of the wedding banquet.
"Red bean cake is a food and dessert that is indispensable!"
Mo Xiaorou chose a wedding dress of the latest French style, held a bouquet of red roses in her hand, smiled sweetly, and looked into the fitting mirror°
Not far away, standing in front of the wedding gate, was a graceful and generous mysterious woman, talking to someone on her mobile phone.
"I saw him. Junlie is a good boy. I want to attend his wedding banquet and see my daughter-in-law clearly."
"You are just his adoptive mother, and I am his biological mother°"
"I am Jiang Rongrong, and I want to enjoy the last family happiness in my last days." Jiang Rongrong lamented in her voice.
She wanted to reconcile with her adopted son Zhao Junlie, but after all, there were not many days left. She got liver cancer and had less than two months to live.
"Okay! I will let you meet Zhao Junlie, you don't have to be too impatient," Zhao's mother said calmly.
"That's good!" Jiang Rongrong smiled with satisfaction°
Jun Lie, my child, is finally going to meet again. This is her dying wish, which is to reconcile with Jun Lie.
At ten o'clock that night, at the hotel in Kenting, Zhao Junlie ate the supermarket bread with a bottle of high-fiber soy milk.
He organized the photos taken on his mobile phone into a close couple photo album of him and Xiao Rou.
Xiaorou, my favorite person, the most important bride, this time, let you become the happiest bride.