The Overbearing Chief Husband’s Favorite: Baby

As he always did, he did not even hesitate.

Such a person, let Moxi children smashed.

Raising his gaze, his eyes slammed into him, and he looked at him quietly without any fluctuations. Her heart seemed to be stirred up by something, and she opened a shackle of what she did not understand.

The pastor seemed very satisfied with the words of Qing Muchen. He turned his head and turned his eyes to the Moxier.

"Miss Moxier, you are willing to marry this man in front of you as a wife. From then on, respect him and obey him. Whether it is good or bad, rich or poor, healthy or sick, happy or sad, will always love him, Cherish him, be faithful to him, forever?"

Moxier did not answer, but hesitated for a few seconds.

The lips moved, it seems that I want to say something, but I haven’t exported yet. Next to it, the voice of Qing Muchen is cold and sounds, “She is willing!”

He responded directly to her instead.

In front of so many people!

As for her wishes, he did not intend to respect.

The firm words are as decisive as ever, and even overbearing.

The guests who attended this wedding today are all aware of the relationship between the two, and they know that the entanglement between the two has already begun when Qing Muchen was still very young.

The will of Moxier was also directly ignored by everyone on the field.

The strong behavior of Qing Muchen, in the eyes of everyone, has become a unique mode of getting along with the young.

The applause from the field rang through the church and I heard it all the time.

The oath is to exchange wedding rings.

This part of Qing Muchen also directly skips the will of Moxier, takes out the wedding ring from his arms, and puts a big one on himself, pulling her slender hand, and a small ring finger against her. I put it on.

Moxier's hand twitched twice in his hand. It seemed to be trying to break away. Qing Muchen was very aggressive and applied force. The palm wrapped her whole hand. He hardly put the ring in her.

Staring at the ring on the ring finger of the two men, the corner of the lips smacked a cold arc, an arm passed her neck and held her back of the head, pressing her head to lean toward her, and her face was facing her. The direction went over and his lips kissed her lips and kissed him.

A long kiss, there are so many guests on the scene, he seems to be invisible, the tip of the tongue invades her lips and teeth, swaying between her teeth, taking the air in her mouth, he even bite her Lips.

His kiss was simple and fierce, and his strength was very large. He was so painful that Moxier had a few breaths.

Lifting his wrist and trying to push him away, tried a few times, did not push, she suddenly tiptoed, arms around his neck, and bite him back.

She did not show weakness, and Shen Muchen gave her the pain, how much she returned.

Two people bite each other in front of the altar, and they screamed at each other, like two kissing fish fighting each other for the territory. No one would show weakness.

Tong Xixi sat in the first row of the guest seat, quietly watching the scene on the stage, it seems a bit wrong.

Qing Yafeng held his hand on the temple, his fingertips licked his painful nerves, and his brow wrinkled.

What is this doing?

The church has not yet gone out, it has already begun to fight?

The two people on the stage were still kissing intensely. I don't know how long it took. When Qing Muchen finally let go, Moxi's lips were sore and hot, and the red lips were so red that they could bleed.