The routine of marriage first and love later is slightly sweet

Both Su Mozhe and Zhao Yangzhen have some bad deeds, in order to distinguish himself from them, he should resolutely put an end to those two people.

Although he ignored it, he was the one with the biggest bad deeds.

Before he could say anything to show his loyalty to Lin Xiaosen, he had already been pushed out by her clothes and others.The whole process only took a full 2 ​​minutes.

Before Jun Mofan rectified and made a comeback, Lin Xiaosen drove his car and disappeared into the ink-like night.

There is no way, she is too abnormal today, even if he finds a car to chase home now, I am afraid she will not pay attention to him, why not go to the bar to meet those two friends, and let them take good care of themselves Make suggestions.

He stopped a taxi at the entrance of the shopping mall nearby, looked at the location Su Mozhe sent him, and actively rushed to this midnight dinner.

It was almost eight o'clock now, but the streets were still full of people.This point is the busiest place in the city.

The drunken neon lights are colorful and gorgeous in everyone's eyes.

In this city, true love and fate are the most precious things. Under the temptation of money and beauty, most of them are people's hearts who have been bitten and corrupted by a little bit.

Of course, it is also a catalyst for people's ideals and reality. Only by getting drunk at the most sane night of the day can you pretend to be high-spirited and pursue expensive dreams the next day after waking up.

But not everyone will work very hard, and not everyone who works hard will have a chance to succeed.

When we arrived at the bar, Jun Mofan didn't have any change, so he simply gave him a full bill, which was the biggest sum of money for this taxi driver in a day.

Skipping the layer upon layer of faithful men and women who are constantly swaying on the dance floor, they make an appointment in the private room on the second floor as usual, where they can see the overall situation and have a private conversation.

Those two also just arrived and haven't started drinking yet.Jun Mofan wondered why Zhao Yangzhen came at this time, shouldn't he still be coaxing his wife at home?
"I know you are the latest. What would you like to drink? Please."

Su Mozhe was generous today, Jun Mofan was comfortably slumped on the sofa, the game with Komori just now made him physically and mentally exhausted, and he was willing to admit defeat.

"Give me a glass of lemonade!"

Hearing this sentence, those two people couldn't believe their ears.

Zhao Yangzhen was the first to tease him: "Isn't it, old iron, have you started to keep healthy recently?"

Jun Mofan didn't bother to talk to him, he picked up his iced lemon juice, took a sip, his molars were so sour that his back teeth chattered, and he surrendered with just one sip.

"Forget it, give me a glass of orange juice, it's mild."

Su Mozhe and Zhao Yangzhen: "..."

"By the way, why did you call me here at night? And Zhao Yangzhen, why did you come here?"

Zhao Yangzhen shook his head helplessly, picked up his own cocktail and touched a glass with Jun Mofan's orange juice.

"Does it need to be said? Of course I came to sign an agreement with Mozhe? Last time, the matter was only settled verbally. If I don't implement it quickly, my parents will want to strip me."

Jun Mofan nodded, fully aware of Zhao Yangzhen's difficulty, and felt sorry for him.

On the other side, Su Mozhe had been smiling from the corner of his eyes from the very beginning, just listening to what they said without making a sound, making it seem like he wasn't the one who called the two of them here.

His expression has seriously affected Jun Mofan's mood at the moment, his happy appearance is really not pleasing to the eye at first glance.

"Hey? Is the corner of your mouth cramped? It's been bent all the time. Let me put it down. It's affecting my mood of drinking orange juice!"

Su Mozhe shook his head, and laughed out loud this time. He kept winking at the two of them, as if he was waiting for them to ask him.

Zhao Yangzhen really couldn't stand it, so he had to care about it, mainly because his intention to share the joy today was too obvious, and he kept holding back all the time, making it awkward for anyone to see.

"Hey, did you encounter any happy event today? Tell us and share it with us."

Finally someone asked, Su Mozhe mysteriously reached into his suit pocket, took out his own little red notebook, and threw it on the table in arrogance.

"I am married!"

Marriage is really Jun Mofan's most sensitive word. Mentioning these two words is tantamount to taking him to the public and executing him in public.

He quickly picked up the red book from the table and looked carefully. After seeing the intimate photo of Irene and Su Mozhe in white shirts under the red curtain, his pupils trembled again.

"How did you do it, kid? I asked you to imitate me, but I didn't let you surpass me!"

From the day he came back to today, it has only been three days. How did this man coax a young girl into the palace of marriage?

Su Mozhe raised the corners of his mouth proudly, snatched the red book from Jun Mofan's hand, and put it away with a sense of ritual.

Picking up his goblet and taking a sip of the wine, Jun Mofan looked at the dots of bubbles on it, which were obviously faked by Coke.

"It's nothing, maybe I'm born with a talent for things like falling in love, and the fate value is full, so it will be done soon."

Although the facts are in front of his eyes, Jun Mofan still has doubts about his words.

"Tell me honestly, did she have something in your hands, otherwise why would she agree to you so quickly?"

Jun Mofan was not very convinced, and seized the opportunity to get to the bottom of it.

Su Mozhe originally wanted to share the joy of his marriage with them today, but seeing the enthusiastic response from the two of them, he also shared the good news of his becoming a father without hesitation.

Hearing the news of Irene's pregnancy, Jun Mofan smiled in relief, as if all the doubts were solved.

He waved his hand indifferently, Su Mozhe was following in his footsteps.

"Hey, isn't it just marriage with a son? When I first fell in love with Komori, I also married a son. If Jinger hadn't been there, she wouldn't have agreed to me so quickly. I'm used to this move."

Su Mozhe was not very happy when he heard this. Although this was also part of the truth, he was more inclined to decide to get married because of two people's wishful thinking.

"Please don't compare me with you. I am fundamentally different from you! The biggest difference is that I will love her for the rest of my life, and we will never divorce. Just wait and see!"

The scar was uncovered again, Jun Mofan's expression paused, and the corners of his mouth tightened.

The atmosphere seemed to become tense all of a sudden, and the war was about to break out. In order to let him leave here safely, Zhao Yangzhen hurriedly interrupted the topic between the two, and successfully acted as a lubricant between the two.

"Okay, Mozhe, congratulations, I'll tell Moyu the news when I get back, and she won't have to worry about your marriage in front of me anymore."

After finishing speaking, he turned his head to Jun Mo Fan again, and asked with concern: "Mo Fan, since Yang Zhen is already married, when will you and Xiao Mori go through the formalities of your marriage?"