Exclusive Sweet Marriage

Chapter 1722

"Mom, what are you crying on my happy day?"

Cold mother took cold Yanran's hand, "mother is happy, you know? Since you went to junior high school, I have been thinking about what kind of man our family will marry in the future. Now I finally know that ye Yue is a good young man. You will never lose money if you marry him. "

Cold Yan Ran shrinks to cold mother's bosom, coquetry of embrace her waist, "really have so happy?"

Cold mother pinched cold Yan Ran's nose, "really, very happy."

"In fact, I'm also very happy. Before, I liked to think wildly, but I could refuse his request. His mother called last night, and after listening to her, I felt how narrow-minded I was."

"Are his parents good to you?"

"Mom, they gave me a million yuan each last night, saying it was a change of mouth fee. I didn't want to charge it, but they threatened me not to."

Looking at her daughter's happy appearance, Leng's mother felt relieved and pinched Leng Yanran's face, "come on, people threaten you. How can people threaten you? Do people have enough money to support you?"

"Mom, I find you're sharp."

"That's the truth. I'm quite right."

"Mom, ye Yue's birthday is coming. I want to prepare a gift for him. What do you think is good?"

"Don't you have two million in your pocket? I'm afraid I can't afford gifts. "

"I want to do it myself. I don't want to buy it. The more Ye doesn't lack those things, he has me from childhood to adulthood. Even if I spend 2 million, it's not the best thing."

"That's true, or mom will teach you to knit scarves or sweaters."

"Are there still sweaters on? Is it old-fashioned? "

"Without vision, this kind of thing is not out of date at all. How warm it is to weave it by yourself. If you don't believe it, you can search it on the Internet. There are so many. I knitted all your sweaters when you were a child. I'm good at your mother. "

"Ha ha ha, mom, you taught me."

"Yes, you can buy some wool tomorrow. I'll buy some colorful ones as well. I'm idle and bored. I'm worried about nothing to do. I'll use it to pass the time later."

I'd like to weave some for my future granddaughter or grandson.

"Deling, listen to my mother. But ye Yue, I have to buy a gray one. He likes this color. "

"It's up to you, your own husband. You can do it yourself."

"Ma."

"I was wrong?"

Cold Yan Ran Du Du mouth, "that's right."

"When you get married, move upstairs. Don't stay on the first floor any more."

Cold Yan Ran hugs cold mother's arm, "no, I have to be next to you, you can call me whenever you have something."

"Your Aunt Zhang is here. There's nothing wrong with you. It's just a story away. What else can I do?"

"You're the one who drives people."

"Do you want me to teach you such a simple truth as two people sleeping in a quilt?"

Leng Yanran was so ashamed, "Mom."

"Well, I won't tease you any more. Hurry to pack up, or Xiao Yue will come to urge you later."

"He will not."

"Wife, it's not appropriate to live apart as soon as you get married." Ye Yue's voice came from the door.

"That's right, that's right. Xiaoyue, hurry to pack things for Ranran." Cold mother echoed.

"Yes, Ma."

A "mother" makes Leng's mother very excited. At this time, ye Yue is her own son. No matter what she asks for, it's OK.

"However, what are you still doing? Do you want mom to clean it up for you

"Mom, you can have a rest. I'll take care of my own business."

"Let's go, daughter-in-law. You've moved. You've been upgraded."

The leaf more embraces the shoulder of cold Yan Ran, two people entered the room together.

"Sister Leng, I think Ranran has really found a reliable husband. I haven't seen any man dote on women so much." Aunt Zhang said on one side.

"I also think that our family is really lucky this time, and I can rest assured."

"Sister Leng, you can relax. If you are in a good mood, there will be less pain."

Cold Yan Ran's clothes are not much, two big bags are loaded, leaf more frown, "your things how so little?"

"A lot of them, enough to wear. I always wear costumes when I'm filming. I can't wear them. I don't think I've bought too many."

"I'll have some sent over tomorrow."

"No, it's a waste of money."

"Mrs. ye, you are a person with status. Please don't refuse anything that is consistent with your status."

"Do you think I'm embarrassing you?" Leng Yanran is not happy.

She admitted that she was not worthy of him in any way, but it was his choice, and there was no way to regret it.

"I'm not afraid that you will humiliate me. No one knows that you are my wife. I just don't want to aggrieve my lover. I want to give my lover the best, and we don't need money. "

Say, leaf more cold Yan Ran's hand hold, gently rubbed rub, "look, the hand is ice, or wear too little."

"You know that's not the reason."

"Don't refuse. I just want to give you my best. I believe you do the same."

Leng Yanran smiles. She really likes him, so she wants to give him the best.

It turns out that's what he thought.

They think the same.

"It's up to you. It's all your money."

"No problem. I've always been short of a woman to pay for me."

The couple went upstairs. Although Leng Yanran had lived in this villa for so long, she always remembered the original agreement and didn't sneak up to the second floor.

As soon as I came up, I was surprised by the decoration above. It's too luxurious. It's more than the first floor.

"I also said that you are short of people to spend money on. I think you are good at spending money on your own."

"I didn't spend much either."

"What do you do with so many antique vases as a young man? Isn't that what the elderly would like? " Leng Yanran pointed to the vase at the entrance of the stairs.

"Cough, however, you are too narrow-minded."

Leng Yanran makes a face at Ye Yue, and then moves her things to the master bedroom. As soon as she is ready to clean up, ye Yue takes over her work.

"You go to the play and I'll help you clean it up, or you'll have to go to bed very late."

Cold Yan Ran sweet smile, "thank you husband."

Ye Yue looked at her white and sweet face and gave her a kiss on her lips. "You can talk."

Leng Yanran stares at her shoes and climbs into the bed. She puts her legs across the bed and begins to read the script. Ye Yue picks up her sleeve and helps her to clean up her clothes. She looks like a good man at home.

Looking at her colorful clothes and his clothes hanging together, he raised his lips.

It feels good.

However, compared with him, her clothes are really less and a small corner is full.