Mei Qianqian had given up hope on the man and the marriage anyway, but when she looked at Wan Wan's eyes that were still glistening with hope, she thought that if she wasn't afraid that the beautiful sister would be proud of herself for a long time, she would think that she

How could he be so miserable after abandoning his armor? He immediately decided that he should regroup and not let others look down upon him.

So Mei Qianqian glared at Wan Wan: "Wan Wan, why are you still in such a daze? Why don't you come over and help the lady dress up."

When Wan Wan heard this, he knew that the lady had decided to go to the front hall for dinner, and a bit of hope ignited in his heart. After all, the other party proposed to Miss Qianqian by name. As long as the lady did not give up, there was still hope.

After the master and servant sorted things out, Mei Qianqian dragged her chubby body towards the front hall with Wan Wan's support.

But here, Mo Weisi carefully looked at the curled eyebrows, the curved willow-leaf eyebrows, the gorgeous red lips, the soft willow waist, and the gleaming beauty face. Tsk, this is called a beauty, and this is called stunning beauty.

Thinking about those eyebrows, it is really just a big glutinous rice ball.

As Mo Wei thought about this, Mei Qianqian was trying hard to move her round thighs towards the room, just in time to meet Mei Qianqian's big round eyes.

If there is anything in Mei Qianqian's body that is good, it is probably her big eyes, which are round and full of energy, as if they are two pills of black mercury kept in white mercury.

Mo Weisi was speechless for a moment. He had not noticed that this dumpling had such a pair of aura eyes. But Mo Weisi quickly came to his senses. A pair of eyes could not mean anything.

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The eyebrow-throwing girl glared at Mo Weisi and sat next to the eyebrow-twisting girl with a smile.

She looked at Mo Weisi affectionately with her eyebrows curled up. In the garden just now, Mr. Mo asked her many questions and cared about her very much. His level of concern was so detailed that she went hiking when she was seven years old and studied when she was eight years old.

All you need to do when playing the piano is to be very careful. This is enough to show that Mr. Mo has affection for her, and the extent of his affection is very deep.

Mr. Mo was even jealous of her childhood playmate. Mr. Mo just asked her if she met a little boy when she went to play in the mountains once when she was a child. She remembered with a frown that she had gone to the mountains with her mother to perform incense.
Chapter completed!