The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

Why didn't anyone tell her about this?

Tong Xizhen did not know when Qing Muchen knew about this. She had the feeling that the whole world had kept herself in the drums.

Her fingertips licked her temples again and again, and her nerves hurt so badly.

There were only a few minutes left before the wedding ceremony. She didn't have time to ask too much. She temporarily put this down, and went to Moxier with Qing Yafeng.

"It’s good to be back!" A few steps came to her, and Tong Xixi hugged her with her arms wide open.

The Moh’s special plane followed the landing of Qing Muchen’s plane, which was only a minute away.

The ink father walked out of the plane and went straight to the side of Moxier. He lifted his arms to her. "Go, go in!"

Moxier stared at his arm for a few seconds, hesitating, and his hand was lightly on his arm.

Her movements were hesitant, but she did not back down.

The long flower path spreads along the entrance to the ground and spreads all the way to the innermost end of the church.

Moxier followed the ink dad walking on the flower path, and the pace was very slow.

There are many people coming to the wedding scene today. All the celebrities in C City, celebrities in the upper and lower circles of the world, black and black, and even the princes of various countries.

The home of the Qing family and the Mohist family is quite similar. One main Asia, one main Europe, and the other two combine, the sphere of influence almost invites most of the earth.

Qing Muchen just went into the locker room and changed into a suit, and then he came out.

His dress is a calm black and white match, without choosing any of the popular colors, just like the choice of the wedding venue, the traditional route.

He is such a person who is not a traditional person at first glance, but he is surprisingly conservative in his treatment of the wedding.

This way, he made Moxier very surprised, and he looked at him differently.

Qing Muchen stood in another section of the flower path, his suit was very straight, and his back was very straight.

He was staring at her, there were so many guests present, and his eyes on her were unscrupulous enough to see through her thin clothing.

Xixi took his ink and dad calmly walked toward him, looking into his eyes, watching his eyes calm, calm and looking in the eyes of Qing Muchen, seems to have a trace of provocation.

Qing Muchen's eyebrows picked and picked, and there were some surprises about this discovery.

Moxier is still coming towards him. Today she is very beautiful. She has not undergone many modifications, but it is like a light, and it has attracted a lot of attention.

Today, she is the deserved focus of the audience.

Qing Muchen stepped forward two steps. When she was approaching, her long arm swept her, pulled her hand and placed it in her arms. He took her to the pastor.

The wedding session after the red carpet should have been a vow to the newcomer.

The voice of the pastor is solemn and solemn. "Mr. Qing Muchen, you are willing to marry Miss Moxier as a wife. Since then, I have loved her and guarded her, whether it is good or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad. Will love her forever, cherish her, be faithful to her, forever?"

A very traditional oath, a vow that every wedding can hear.

In the eyes of all the guests on the scene, Qing Muchen and Moxier have not been in contact.

But what surprised everyone was that he replied very simply.

"I am willing!" The three words are simple, clear and clear.