When Yuan Yanqi asked this question, the expression on his face softened a lot. Xiaomi smiled and nodded, "Okay, I will go for a few more trips when I have time."

Marriage is a major event in life. In fact, Jiang Miao needs to choose and like many things by herself. But at this time, Yuan Yanqi definitely doesn't want Jiang Miao to run around too hard outside.

"After I've read it all over and sorted it out, I'll take her to have a look and let her make the final choice."

Xiaomi understands what Yuan Yanqi means.

Yuan Yanqi smiled and nodded, and then he really let Xiaomi leave.

Yuan Yanqi habitually arranged everything, and he hoped that he could arrange everything related to Jiang Miao in advance.

But when he got home from get off work, he discovered that Jiang Miao actually had ideas of his own.

There are several drawing boards placed in the hall, and various styles of wedding dresses have been roughly drawn on them. It should be Jiang Miao's dictation and Zhang Yang's writing.

Because Yuan Yanqi saw that Zhang Yang was still drawing, while Jiang Miao was sitting on the sofa. At her feet were countless pictures and introductions about wedding dresses that she didn't know where she found.

When he saw Yuan Yanqi, Jiang Miao raised her eyes to look at him, with a desire to praise him in her eyes.

Yuan Yanqi smiled, walked over, put away the books at her feet, and placed them neatly on the coffee table, then squatted down and pinched Jiang Miao's ankle, "Are you planning to design your own wedding dress?

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"My ability is not good, but my vision is good." Jiang Miao nodded and smiled.

"Okay," Yuan Yanqi nodded, then leaned over and kissed her head, "Would you like some water? I'll pour you some water."

"I'm thirsty too," the painter turned around.

"Okay", Yuan Yanqi had a good temper, turned around and poured two glasses of water.

Zhang Yang dropped the pen, shook it, then stood up and walked to the sofa. He picked up the water that Yuan Yanqi poured and placed it on the sofa and took a long gulp.

"Do we have to hurry up?" Zhang Yang sat down on the sofa, "If I drag it on longer, I won't be able to wear it anymore."

"Okay, I'll spend the next few days..."

"I can handle it myself without you." Jiang Miao raised her eyes and looked at him, "You are busy with your business. If you don't work hard, Cheng Fang will really explode."

In fact, since Jiang Miao became pregnant, Yuan Yanqi has put a lot of thought and time into her.

"Uncle Zhang knows a tailor with good craftsmanship. Don't worry. I'll show it to you after you decide. Can I also look at your dress for you?" Jiang Miao looked at Yuan Yanqi with sweet eyes.

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"Okay", Yuan Yanqi nodded, as long as Jiang Miao is happy, nothing is a problem.

"Miaomiao." Yuan Yanqi sat close to Jiang Miao, rubbed her shoulder, and then said, "What do you think we should do about Huang Ling yesterday?"

Jiang Miao turned to look at him, a little surprised.

"You didn't get someone fired, did you?" Jiang Miao had almost forgotten about it today. It was true that he was unhappy at the time, but it was over. He was fine, so if he really got someone fired because of this, it would be really serious.

It seems a bit too deceptive.

"No, I just wanted to ask you what you think." Yuan Yanqi smiled.

"Who is it?" Zhang Yang was curious, and then rolled his eyes at Yuan Yanqi, "Brother Aqi, you really have a lot to do. Are you handsome?" Zhang Yang turned his head to look at Yuan Yanqi, and his brows furrowed as he looked at Yuan Yanqi.

The deeper he looked, "I really don't see how handsome you are?"

"Are you doubting my vision?" Jiang Miao glared at him, paused, and continued, "I'm just not your type."

Zhang Yang looked at her for a few seconds, then nodded leisurely, "I'll change the painting again."

Zhang Yang got up and went back to painting.

Jiang Miao looked at Zhang Yang's figure and then at Yuan Yanqi.

Yuan Yanqi smiled and hugged Jiang Miao, "Just forget him if he doesn't say anything. Don't ask him."

Zhang Yang still had something on his mind, but he didn't want to say it and there was no need to say it.

Jiang Miao worked very hard to design her own wedding dress. After eating, she went back to the room with her book in her arms.

When Yuan Yanqi came out of the shower, Jiang Miao threw the book on the bed and leaned against the bedside with her eyes closed. She didn't know whether she was meditating or falling asleep.

Yuan Yan Qifang walked over lightly and leaned down. Before he could kiss Jiang Miao, Jiang Miao slowly opened her eyes.

When their eyes met, Jiang Miao smiled, raised her arms and put her arms around Yuan Yanqi's neck, then looked sideways at him with a squinting smile, "I love you."

Jiang Miao's sudden confession caught Yuan Yanqi off guard.

"I love you so much", Jiang Miao got closer to Yuan Yanqi and spoke again.

"I love you too," Yuan Yanqi said, hugging Jiang Miao tightly, then stepped back and looked down at Jiang Miao's belly.

"Is it time for another check-up?" Yuan Yanqi spoke tenderly.

"Yuan Yanqi, why do I think you are vulgar?" Jiang Miao looked at him with a smile, touched Yuan Yanqi's lips with her fingertips, and caressed them, "You fell from the altar, and you surround me every day.

Firewood, rice, oil and salt.”

"This is an inevitable process. Even Prince Charming needs to eat. Snow White will also lose her hair. You know that, right?"

The relationship between them has entered another stage. They have gone beyond the fantasy of looking away, and they have begun to truly come into contact with life.

"I am very willing to take care of you", Yuan Yan Qixiao.

"The old man may have brought me back just to meet you." Yuan Yanqi really feels this way now.

In the past, Yuanyanqi floated very high, so high that the feet could not touch the ground, making it difficult for people to approach. Now, Yuanyanqi like this seems to be more real, three-dimensional, and more complete, filling in the grounded part.

"I just can't imagine you raising a child," Jiang Miao laughed.

"Can't imagine?" Yuan Yanqi picked up Jiang Miao, turned around, and sat on the bed, while Jiang Miao sat on his lap.

"I feel like I've been taking care of the child. You can't imagine it?" Yuan Yanqi raised his eyes to look at her. Didn't Jiang Miao realize it at all? In fact, from the beginning, he regarded her as a child, and that was the way it was.

Brought here.

"That's different." Jiang Miao smiled and patted her belly, "Well, you can't break up no matter how angry you are."

"I don't dare anymore." Yuan Yanqi looked at Jiang Miao seriously. He tried to tell Jiang Miao that feeling, but he found that he couldn't seem to find the right words to express it.

Breaking up was a pain in Yuan Yanqi's heart. He almost left Jiang Miao several times. Thinking about it still makes him feel pain.

In fact, it seemed that he was trying to persuade him to stay, but in his heart he was grateful to Jiang Miao because Jiang Miao did not give up on him.

"You know, in fact, every time parents scold their children, they will regret it very much."

Yuan Yanqi thinks this is probably the feeling. When you are in it, you can't control your emotions, and sometimes you will do hurtful things, but afterwards, you will regret it and feel extremely uncomfortable.

Jiang Miao frowned and touched Yuan Yanqi's forehead, "Why do I feel that you are taking advantage of me?"
Chapter completed!