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Chapter 4974

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Di Mo Xuan held her hand which was rubbing the paper earlier as he gently rubbed it, as he asked with a smile, "Don't tell me you wish for them to chase after The World group?"

"…. Forget it." Ye Qing Luo pouted, "Let's just chase after the both of us."

If she didn't enter hell, who would?!

Who asked her to be their big shot!

Ye Qing Luo put on a bitter face as she leaned her head on Di Mo Xuan's shoulder, "This time round, it's going to be tough on the both of us ….."

"Originally, in order to avoid people's eyes and ears, we were so careful when we left."

"Now it's even harder for us to move."

"It's hard to handle."

The young lady turned her head around and around in the man's arms.

Every single word sounded as though it was extremely difficult.

But …. the young lady's tone, didn't contain any trace of difficulty.

"If you restrain the excitement in your tone, perhaps I might pretend to believe you." Di Mo Xuan pinched her nose as his thin lips slightly curled, which made him look even more peerless.

Ye Qing Luo's long and narrow eyes curved like a crescent moon.

She raised her head as she smiled at the man's indulgent gaze, "Do you feel that when you're with me, there will be endless troubles coming knocking on your door everyday?"

At this point, she paused for a moment. Her charming eyes opened like a blooming rose, peerlessly beautiful.

"But ….."

She changed the topic as her slender fingers propped her chin as her tone was arrogant and complacent, "This kind of days, really …. won't be boring at all."

She leaned closer to Di Mo Xuan's face as she suppressed her voice and gave a light smile, "My 'Mister Husband' …. How's the taste of living a colourful life every day?"

"It's good to have you."

The man's beautiful thin lips opened slightly as his mellow and hoarse voice lingered in her heart like fine wine.

— — With you around, no matter if it's rain or shine, no matter if it's ordinary or not.

As long as you're around, it's good enough.

Ye Qing Luo could hear the man's hidden words of love in his words.

That delicate delicate face was stained with a thin shade of red.

Her eyes pouted coquettishly as her voice was soft as she muttered softly, "With you around, it's also …. very good."

Luckily …..

No matter where she went, no matter where she was, no matter how many burdens she carried.

Her Ah Xuan.

Ah Xuan only belonged to her.

He had always been by her side and had never left.

To have such a husband was already a winner in life.

The girl's smile was filled with satisfaction and gentleness from the bottom of her heart.

Between those pair of beautiful eyes, there was also a look of longing.

She stared into the man's eyes.

She could only see herself reflected in the man's ink-colored eyes.

Her pink lips parted and she enunciated each word clearly, "When the Palace of Darkness' plan is destroyed, we'll return to the Phoenix Manor … and let Grandfather …"

"Let's get married."

Di Mo Xuan's body suddenly stiffened.

It was as if he couldn't believe what he had heard.

The whirlpools in his obsidian-like eyes surged.

He was agitated, but he deliberately restrained himself. "You …"

One word came out of his mouth.

However, his throat was dry and he couldn't say anything else.

The smile on the girl's face deepened.

She took a step back.

Then, he slowly stretched out a hand towards him.

Her lips curled up, and her smile bloomed like a blooming flower.

"May I ask Young Master Di Mo Xuan, are you willing … to marry me?"

Di Mo Xuan's heart and brain, at this moment …..

The first time, was messed up.

"Boom — —"

His mind was filled with a buzzing sound.

He couldn't hear anything at all.

In his eyes, there was only that peach blossom dress. Under the fluttering jet black hair, that blushing complexion became even more exquisite and beautiful.

Seventh Miss Who Likes Trash: Lord Overlord, please be gentler with your love. Seventh Miss Who Likes Trash: Lord Overlord, please be gentler with your love.

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