Chapter 2973 He Doesn't Want Anyone Else Except Her

But in this fatigue, there is joy and happiness.

Her wedding was exactly how she wanted it.

The island, the sky filled with flowers, the band, the people she loved deeply, and the family and friends she cared about.

The wedding she had fantasized about.

The wedding of her dreams.

It turned into a real wedding by her husband Mo Yesi.

Whatever she wants.

This man did everything he could to help her achieve it.

A warm and familiar breath surrounded her behind her, and a deep, hoarse, yet extremely sexy and sultry voice fell in her ears, gentle and lingering: "Baby, what are you thinking about?"

Qiao Mianmian leaned into the man's warm and strong arms and said in a lazy voice, "I'm thinking, I'm very lucky."

"Um?"

"I'm marrying you." Qiao Mianmian half-squinted her eyes, thinking back from the first time the two met. Every bit of the past was like a movie replay, all of which were sweet and happy pasts. There was a sweet look in her eyes. He said, "Mo Yesi, I think the luckiest thing in my life is to marry you and become your wife."

The arms around her waist tightened.

Qiao Mianmian felt it, pursed her lips, smiled, and continued: "If people really have an afterlife, I really hope I can marry you and be your wife in the next life."

"Mianmian..."

The man's arm around her waist tightened again, and he stretched out his hand to gently pull her toward him. His deep black eyes were hot, with strong emotions that could swallow people up and melt them. "What you just said is all true." Seriously?"

Qiao Mianmian raised her head, looked at the man's handsome face, which was like a knife carving, and reached out to touch his pair of particularly beautiful and charming deep eyes; "Well, to be honest. Mo Yesi, I really hope that I can do it again in the next life." marry you."

"If you are still willing to have me in the next life."

"I do."

The man held her little hand tightly, lowered his head, kissed her slender white fingertips with warm thin lips, pressed her little hand tightly against his face, and said in a hoarse voice: "If you are still willing to marry in the next life, Of course I would like to have you as my wife.”

"I only want you."

He wants no one but her.

He, Mo Yesi, only has Qiao Mianmian in his life.

"Mo Yesi..." The man's gaze was so hot and affectionate that Qiao Mianmian felt as if she was melting into the deep affection in his eyes.

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Qiao Mianmian lay on the bed extremely tired, not even wanting to move a finger.

She had just taken a shower, and it was Mo Yesi who carried her to the bathroom and then came out again.

"Baby, are you sleepy?" Mo Yesi held the petite girl next to him in his arms, stretched out his hand to touch her head, and said in a gentle voice, "If you're sleepy, go to sleep."

He couldn't help it just now.

He knew she was very tired, but in that atmosphere, he couldn't control himself...

"Yeah." Qiao Mianmian's voice was weak, obviously she was very sleepy, "Mo Yesi, you, you haven't sang to me yet."

Mo Yesi developed a habit for Qiao Mianmian of singing to coax her to sleep before going to bed.

Now Qiao Mianmian is not used to sleeping without listening to his singing.

"Okay, baby, which song do you want to listen to today?"

“I want to listen to that song ‘sailing’.”

"Okay." The man hummed softly, patting the little person's back with one hand, coaxing her like a child to sleep.

Soon, Qiao Mianmian fell asleep.