Report to the president, Mr. Ben Miao does not warm the bed

She watched her hold the snow-white wedding dress in front of her, and asked herself: "Ma'am, do you need to call some people in to help?"

Xin Miaomiao is not petite, at least 1.7 meters tall. For Xin Ziwen, it may be easy to hug her, but for them, it is still a bit difficult.

"No need." Xin Miaomiao shook her head, reaching out to take the wedding dress she handed over.

She ran her hands along the hem of the wedding dress, but her eyes were looking at the sunny sky.

When Qing Tian was looked at by her, her heart felt a little tingly, and she always felt that her eyes were too sharp, which made her feel like she had nowhere to hide.

Xin Miaomiao patted the seat beside her, as if she wanted to talk heart-to-heart: "Sit down, let's have a chat, shall we?"

Sunny Tian smiled, forced a smile, and looked at Xin Miaomiao with vigilance and suspicion.

Maybe in her eyes, Xin Miaomiao is a little nervous now?

She didn't dare to disobey Xin Miaomiao's order, and carefully sat down next to her.

And as soon as her butt sat down next to the bed, Xin Miaomiao suddenly asked, "Sunny, do you want to be a bride? You should like Xin Ziwen very much, um, is that what you call Master Leng Yu?"

"What?" Qing Tian's eyes widened in shock, his face turned pale, and he knelt down on the ground in the next second: "Madam, you misunderstood, how dare I..."

"No, get up." Xin Miaomiao stretched out her hand to get her up, but she didn't have much strength in her body, and the hand she stretched out could only rest on Qing Tian's arm.

There were hurried footsteps outside at this time.

With a bang, the door was kicked open.

Outside the door, Xin Ziwen looked at them, and quickly glanced at Xin Miaomiao. Seeing that she was safe and sound, she looked at Sunny Tian, ​​who was kneeling on the ground, walked up, and asked softly, "Miao Miao, what's the matter? She made you unhappy." gone?"

As he said that, the man had already walked up to her, kicking sunny sky who was kneeling on the ground away with one kick.

Qingtian lowered her head, her shoulders were trembling with fear, but in a corner that Xin Ziwen couldn't see, Xin Miaomiao saw her sad eyes and jealous expression, although it was only a flash.

She knew that the relationship between this sunny day and Xin Ziwen would not be too ambiguous, at most it was a venting object around Xin Ziwen.

But this identity is enough for her to take advantage of.

She knew that Qing Tian was innocent, but she had to use her.

She raised her head and looked at Xin Ziwen who was holding her, her face became very ugly.

"I don't want to marry you," she said.

Hearing the words, Qing Tian, ​​who was kneeling below and dared not leave, raised her head and glanced at her quickly, her eyes were full of surprise.

Xin Ziwen was not surprised.

On the contrary, it would be strange if Xin Miaomiao was willing to hold a wedding with him without resisting anything.

He smiled and asked, "Why?" His expression was very gentle, as if pampering her.

"I've been with Qiqi for so many years, Qiqi has never touched other women, but you..."

"As long as you are with me, forever and ever, so can I, Miao Miao." Xin Ziwen swore affectionately.

"How about the previous ones?"

"How does Miao Miao want to calculate?" Xin Ziwen asked following her words.

"I want you to send my dad back to Mo Ziqi, otherwise, even if I die, I won't marry you!" She raised her head and looked at Xin Ziwen: "You should know that no matter how much you use it for me With the medicine, I can make myself die."