Chapter 908 Xiao Ming Gets Married

Mu Zi picked up her crow and returned to her car.

She told Murong Cheng what she saw and heard today in an exclamation tone.

After hearing this, Murong Cheng asked her: "Are you envious of her getting married, or of her being unable to close her legs?"

Mu Zi punched his chest with a fist.

"Can you speak seriously?!" She glared, "I'm talking about Xu Shihan! Your ex-girlfriend is going to marry Mu Zening soon!"

Murong Cheng closed his eyes, adjusted the car seat and leaned back, "I have lost my memory, I don't remember having an ex-girlfriend."

"You scoundrel!" Mu Zi scolded.

After scolding him, seeing his foolish appearance, he wanted to laugh again.

Mu Zi leaned on him, and whispered into his ear: "When will the memory be restored, shall we get married?"

Murong Cheng's eyes opened suddenly, and he fixedly looked at her: "Now?"

Mu Zi rested her head on his shoulder, and closed her eyes comfortably: "Don't you remember Xu Shihan?"

Murong Cheng hugged her waist tightly, and said in a low voice: "Well, I just remembered that there seems to be such an ex-girlfriend."

"Oh." Mu Zi leaned against him and responded softly.

Murong Cheng asked: "I have recovered my memory, now I am going to get married?"

Mu Zi still had her eyes closed, but the corners of her mouth couldn't stop rising, holding back a smile: "I've lost my memory, I don't remember saying that."

Murong Cheng was stunned, then turned over and pressed Mu Zi under him, bit her neck, and swallowed hard.

Mu Zi giggled non-stop.

Murong Cheng gritted his teeth: "Either you get married, or you can't close your legs, which one do you choose?!"

Mu Zi laughed loudly: "I choose amnesia!"

"Mu Zi!" Murong Cheng was furious.

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Playing around and playing around, getting married really should be on the agenda.

There is no need to be too anxious, anyway, two people are living together now, there is no difference between getting married or not, but the life after marriage can still be looked forward to.

For example, where to go on honeymoon, where to settle down after marriage, when to have children, how many children...

Just thinking about it makes me feel extraordinarily sweet.

The hot and sunny July seems to be a good time for getting married. After Mu Zening's wedding date was set, news of Qu Mingjun's marriage came soon after. The date was earlier than Mu Zening's, on this Saturday.

The woman booked the largest and most luxurious hotel in Qingjiang City, and the fleet of luxury cars on the day of the wedding was so mighty and impressive.

Jiang Ci asked Qu Mingjun: "Isn't your girlfriend the front desk of your company?"

Qu Mingjun's legs trembled: "That's right..."

Jiang Ci found it puzzling: "The family is so rich, and they still want to come out to be a front desk girl of 3,000 yuan a month?"

Qu Mingjun was still trembling: "She said that this kind of life is more fulfilling..."

Jiang Ci patted him on the shoulder: "By the way, I wish you a happy wedding."

Qu Mingjun was about to cry: "Cousin, you must help me later!"

"Understood!" Jiang Ci raised the wine bottle beside him and shook the liquid in it, "It's been prepared for you a long time ago, it's full of mineral water, you can drink it at ease!"

At this moment, Mu Zi opened the door and came in, urging: "Xiao Ming, are you alright? The wedding is about to begin!"

Today Mu Zi specially came here to help the man.

Seeing the sweat on Qu Mingjun's forehead, she couldn't help laughing: "You don't have to take a shower before going out!"

"It's good, it's good..." Qu Mingjun took out a tissue to wipe off his sweat, looked in the mirror for the last time, took a deep breath, and walked out of the room.

Mu Zi took out a bottle of spray from his bag, and sprayed it on Qu Mingjun.

"Get rid of the smell of sweat, haha! So as not to smoke the bride!"

The outside hall was already full of guests, the sound of music and human voices mixed together, it was very lively and festive.

Mu Zi's mood also jumped with joy along with the atmosphere.

Jiang Ci teased her: "It's not that you've never been married, what are you excited about?"

If someone said this, Mu Zi would probably be upset on the spot, but her best friend always holds the gold medal for avoiding death, so Mu Zi doesn't care about her.

"Look! The bride is coming!"