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【1129】Thoughtful

As they were talking, Yuan Xiaofan frowned tightly. It was because she lacked consideration. She originally planned that if Xuanyuan Wuheng really agreed to this ridiculous thing, they would return to Nanchen Kingdom, press a few of them in Bixiu Villa, and invite some friends from the world to testify.

At that time, if Dongfang Ling receives the news, if he has a little bit of a man's self-esteem, he will not come to bother her again. Let him hate her, it is because she is sorry for him.

However, he felt wronged Xuanyuan Wuheng. A noble person like him could obviously marry a better woman.

Xuanyuan Wuheng looked at her anxiously disconnecting her relationship, and couldn't help but feel bitter in his heart, suppressing a burst of heartache in his heart. Looking at her clear and clean eyes, he said seriously: "Xiaofan, no matter what your decision is, no matter whether your request is reasonable or not, whether it is fair to me, if I can help you, I will never have any complaints."

A person with a low voice in his heart shouted, Yuan Xiaofan, you should know that my feelings for you are not for getting you, but for making you happy and safe. I will eliminate any person or thing that can hurt you in the most resolute way, including Dongfang Ling.

Yuan Xiaofan's nose was sore, and he was very moved. His lips trembled slightly and he choked and said, "But Wuheng, this is too unfair to you. I am selfish. I made a decision without considering the consequences. Don't just think about me, think more about yourself!"

He always tried his best to think about her like this, how could she bear it?

Xuanyuan Wuheng stared at her little face for a moment, and the deep affection in his eyes surged towards Yuan Xiaofan like a tide.

Suddenly, he smiled softly and said, "No, Xiaofan, maybe, the most selfish person is me. It was for my own consideration that I promised you, just let me dream for a while!"

He knew very well that the person in her heart was not him. Even if he was dreaming, he didn't want to wake up, so he kept sleeping in this dream.

Yuan Xiaofan's heart moved, he looked at him calmly, and whispered: "Wuheng..."

Xuanyuan Wuheng smiled faintly and continued, "Don't worry, Xiaofan, I know what you are most worried about. After getting married, I will take my father from Fengxian Village to Bixiu Villa for retirement. Ali and Qianyu I will come back to see you every month, and Weiran. Before we get married, I will accompany you to Beichen Burong Snow Mountain to see Weiran."

"Weiran..." Yuan Xiaofan's eyes were stunned, and gradually, tears filled his eyes, and he nodded and said, "Wuheng, thank you!" He could always think so thoughtfully about her.

Xuanyuan Wuheng looked at her deeply, his face a little unnatural, and he whispered: "Xiaofan, from now on, I hope you can call me...husband."

Yuan Xiaofan hesitated to look at his expectant eyes, which made her unable to refuse. Finally, she opened her mouth and shouted in a slight voice: "Husband."

Xuanyuan Wuheng smiled with satisfaction and kissed her forehead affectionately.

Faced with this sudden intimate move, Yuan Xiaofan was shocked, and his feet were staggering and pulled his sleeves in his hand. With the unstable center of gravity, his body fell backward and fell onto the big bed.

Xuanyuan Wuheng was caught off guard and leaned forward unsteadily.

At this moment, an embarrassing scene happened.
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