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Di Mingjue was so nervous that his back and forehead were covered with sweat, and his mind was full of images of the girl being pushed into the delivery room! Why can't men have children?

Gu Mi has been thinking about this question since he was pregnant! The hard work of giving birth should be left to men...

Immediately, he saw his mother's hands shaking slightly, "Mom, I believe Mi'er can do it! She is brave and lucky, so you can't get too excited."

Mo Lin stared at him and noticed the beads of sweat on both sides of his cheeks, "Humph! Now that I know I'm nervous, why did I go in just now? Why don't you go in and accompany my daughter-in-law?"

Mi'er must be very scared to be alone in there. If you could give birth to me, I wouldn't bother to come! But now it is my daughter-in-law who is lying inside giving birth to the baby. Can I not be nervous and excited? "

Di Mingjue looked at her helplessly, "I wanted to follow you in just now, but your daughter-in-law said that if I stayed with you inside, she might become emotionally unstable and cry even more!

I don’t know what she means, but she has worked very hard! I can't follow her in and disturb her delivery of the baby. "

Three years later.

J City ushered in a grand wedding.

The reason why she postponed the wedding until now is because she wanted to wait for her two children to be her flower girls! Di Mingjue was afraid that she would be tired, so at first she wanted to wait until the baby was born, but she felt that she could do it after the baby was three months old.

A pair of three-year-old babies were sitting aside obediently holding hands and looking at their mother seriously. Brother Di Heng said, "Mom, you are so beautiful today. You are even more beautiful than a fairy. Won't my father be jealous?" Why haven’t I seen anyone else?”

At this time, Mu Zishuang came in from the door with two small bottles of yogurt, "Hengheng, do you want to drink yogurt? Do you still want to drink?"

When Di Zin saw the yogurt, she ran over and said, "Godmother, I want it, I want yogurt!"

Mu Zishuang handed her the milk tea hidden in her coat pocket and put it to her ear, "Just take a few sips, she's still pregnant with the baby!"

Seeing the milk tea, Gu Mi's eyes were sparkling, and then he turned around and looked at the two smart cute babies behind him, "Go and stabilize them! Just now, my brother asked me why I didn't see my father when I looked so good today. Can the godmother of my child be okay? Are you going to answer it for me?"

Mu Zishuang glared at her lovingly, walked to the two children, and then hugged the lovely Zhenzhen in her arms, "Today is your parents' wedding.

Because mom is a princess, she is waiting for your dad to greet her. Can you understand what your godmother says? "

The elder brother nodded, shook his head, and finally nodded again with some understanding, while the younger brother nodded while drinking milk.

Zin Zhen swayed her short legs and was about to go down to the ground to find her mother, "Mom, can I get closer and see you? I miss you, you haven't hugged me for an hour!"

Before his feet even touched the ground, he was held down by his brother! "Mom can't hug you now! Mom has a sister in her belly. Don't you like your sister? If you let mom hug you, it will crush your sister and it will be very dangerous."

Yes! Zhen Zhen nodded her head and continued to sit in Mu Zishuang's arms. She raised her little head and looked at her grandma and said, "Then please give me a hug! For the sake of my mother and sister, I can bear it." "

Mu Zishuang gave her brother a thumbs up. The twin brothers were more like their father in personality and temperament, and the younger brother was like their mother, but they had one thing in common: they were both smarter and calmer than the average child.

Huh! Where are my godmother Xiaoyu and sister Xiaoli? As soon as she finished speaking, she heard the door open. Nangong and Su Qingyu were holding the pink Nan Xiaoli.

"Sorry, there was a traffic jam on the way to pick up Xiaoli. Were we not late?" Su Qingyu immediately saw the bride drinking milk tea with her head down! Just as he was about to open his mouth, he was interrupted by Mu Zishuang's cough.

"Ahem! You guys are here so late, are you going to the bank to handle large-value transfers?" Then he glared at Su Qingyu.

"Sister Mi, are you ready? Your husband and the groomsmen's helicopter has arrived!"

"Okay, okay!" Gu Mi put half the cup of milk tea in the corner and looked at his makeup in the mirror, seeming a little nervous.

At this time there was a knock on the door.

"Here we come." Su Qingyu said excitedly, "Groomsmen, the first step to get in is to stuff red envelopes as big as they are. The bigger the red envelopes, the more it proves your sincerity!"

Han Yi sat on the ground and put his backpack in front of the door, and his voice sounded proudly, "Isn't it just a red envelope? What I don't lack most is a red envelope! Come on, come on, I'm starting to stuff it now, so watch it."

Immediately, he took out twenty red envelopes from his bulging backpack and stuffed them all in through the crack in the door.

"There are so many red envelopes, I don't even know how long they will last! You guys open the door first, can I give you the entire red envelope in my backpack at once?"

Su Qingyu's first reaction when she got the red envelope was, why is this red envelope not thick at all? It’s not easy to ask, let alone dare to ask...

But the little girl standing aside was so brave, so childlike! "Gu Gu Godmother, why is there no money in this red envelope?"

Gu Mi looked at her with a smile on his face, "Open the red envelope and show it to your mother. She will tell you if there is any money."

Nan Xiaoli opened the red envelope neatly and handed the note inside to her mother. She batted her long eyelashes and pursed her lips, "Mom, there really is no money in the red envelope. There is only a note!"

Su Qingyu took it and looked at it without saying a word, and immediately opened several more red envelopes with the same notes! These are not ordinary notes, but the amount on each note is 10 million! ! !

When she came to her senses and was sure that every red envelope had this number, she opened the door with a smile.

Di Mingjue was wearing a white suit, with a slender and tall figure. He was holding a flower in both hands and slowly walked towards the girl who was sitting next to the bed, wearing a black wedding dress and a smile on her face.

He landed on one knee, looked at him tenderly with starlight in his eyes, and handed the bouquet to the girl, "Princess, I'm here."

Gu Mi looked at the man in front of her who was always filled with her heart and eyes, her eyes filled with tenderness. This man often told her that meeting her and getting her love was the luck he had saved up for his whole life, and so was she. ···

"Princess, I want to tell you that my world and my surroundings are always full of people, but as long as I can't see you, I will collapse.

I, Di Mingjue, have never believed in gods, Buddhas, Taoism, or ghosts. It was your perseverance that made me know that I can be loved too!

Since then, I have had a strong sense of belief in my heart. I believe that I have been lucky twice in my life, one is to meet you, and the other is to go to the end with you. "

Gu Mi's moved tears fell silently, and she smiled, "Because you are Di Mingjue, the man that I, Gu Mi, like! That's why I love you so much."

Over J City, there were 13.14 aircraft lined up at this time.

Nangong held a loudspeaker and said, "If anyone wants to be happy and receive a red envelope, please line up in an orderly manner and walk to the Sanjiang Opening. I will share the joy of Di Mingjue and Gu Mi's wedding today with everyone."

Today, all the street lights in J City are covered with red characters, and the large and small screens in major shopping malls are all filled with wedding photos of Di Mingjue and Gu Mi.

People will eventually fall into disgrace, but the happiness and romance that belongs to them will never end.