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Chapter 312

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Wei Wei was speechless.

Was he really going to marry her?

He wasn't joking?

Was he serious?

Mochen didn't hear anything for a long time. He turned around and glanced at Wei Wei. His eyes were dark as ink. "I'm not joking with you."

Wei Wei said, "Oh, but your grandfather …"

Mochen said in a low voice, "It's not like he's marrying me. I'll make my own decisions."

Wei Wei said softly, "Can you make the decisions?"

Mochen pulled her into his arms. "You can take a look in a month."

Wei Wei was speechless.

There was no end to this topic!

She gently pushed Mochen away. "I'm going to take a look at Little Pomelo and …"

"Mommy, good morning."

Before she could finish her sentence, two childish voices came from outside the dining room.

Wei Wei quickly sat down and tidied up her hair, which had been messed up by a certain animal.

Damn it, he had forced a kiss on her, but he had almost taken off her clothes.

Mochen glanced at Wei Wei and helped her adjust her collar.

Wei Wei was speechless.

He even knew what he had done!

Little Pomelo and the little fellow came in and stole a glance at Wei Wei and Mochen. They weren't sure if the two of them had reconciled.

The little fellow sat next to Mochen and shifted his little butt. "Daddy, look at Mommy. She's so pretty today."

Mochen glanced at Wei Wei.

The little fellow said, "Daddy, am I right?"

Mochen replied, "Mm."

The little fellow was speechless.

So reluctant!

Would it kill him to say something sweet?

The little fellow looked at Wei Wei and smiled sweetly. "Mommy, Daddy didn't sleep well last night."

Wei Wei was speechless.

She glanced at the little fellow and then at Mochen.

The little boy pointed at Mochen's lower eyelid. "Mommy, look, there are dark circles under his eyes."

Little Pomelo grunted. "Eh, Mommy really has it."

Mochen, "…"

He sat there with an unnatural expression on his face. He glanced at Wei Wei and said, "It's almost time for the summer competition. I've asked Shang Ziyang and the others to train together these few nights."

Wei Wei nodded her head in acknowledgment.

Why was he telling her this?

She couldn't help but look up. She didn't expect that a certain animal really had dark circles under its eyes. She didn't see it just now.

Mochen glanced at Wei Wei coldly. "It's not because of you."

Wei Wei retorted, "I didn't say it was because of me. I'm not that sentimental!"

Mochen looked at Wei Wei, and his face darkened.

The little boy and Little Pomelo listened at the side and looked at each other. One of them puffed his cheeks while the other pouted.

Indeed, neither of them was easy to deal with!

The little boy looked at Xiang Mochen. "Daddy, the Chinese Valentine's Day is coming soon. What present are you going to give Mommy?"

Mochen was speechless.

Why was there a need to give a present on the Chinese Valentine's Day?

He looked at Wei Wei.

Little Pomelo said softly, "Uncle Gu used to give Mommy roses. They were so big that I couldn't even carry them!"

Mochen's eyes darkened and he glanced at Wei Wei. "What do you like?"

Wei Wei was speechless.

He would give her whatever she liked?

What if it was 100 million yuan?

He had said that she only owed him 100 million yuan now!

Little Pomelo was speechless.

Who asked the other party what they liked when giving a present? Why didn't Daddy secretly ask her what Mommy liked!

The little boy's face darkened even more. He couldn't understand how the girls he used to chase ended up falling for Little Chenzi. He was so insensitive!

He had actually lost to such a Little Chenzi. He suddenly doubted his own looks.

Mochen was about to speak when his phone rang. He looked down and saw that it was Ji You. He picked it up.

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