"Let's go!"
Feeling somewhat confused, Xia Xiaowang stood there, unwilling to move. "What?"
"What else can we do here? Married, of course. "
Xia Xiaoling, "…"
It was as if a feather had gently brushed against her heart.
He had tied her up all the way from Z City to this small Mediterranean country, and then he had held her hand and told her that he was coming here to get married.
Inconceivable feelings made her unable to stop her thoughts, but at the last moment, something reminded her of a question she should pay most attention to. She stupidly asked, "Who's married to whom?"
Xi Mu Cheng looked around, shrugged and asked her, "Is there anyone else here?"
"The two of us? Aren't we married? " Ye Zichen looked at the man in front of him with his twinkling eyes, while his face was filled with confusion.