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Chapter 62: Mingcheng, I want to get married (second more) Actually, if he doesn't explain their awkward relationship, isn't it the best choice for both him and her?For a person like him, there is no need to worry about her misunderstanding and explain, right?

Why is it?

Su Xinxin still can't figure it out...

After some thinking, Su Xinxin decided not to think about those unnecessary things.

Finally, she straightened her hair and lay on her side.Since she didn't dare to let Fu Xijue see the abnormality on her face, she finally chose to lie on her side with her back to him.

Before closing her eyes, Su Xinxin said, "Young Master Fu, good night!"

"Good night!" The man's gentle voice rang next to her ears, and the warm breath sprayed down her ears, puffing her whole heart.

"..." Su Xinxin smiled happily.

Fu Xijue lay beside her, stretched his uninjured hand around her slender body, and fell asleep with his arms around her.

The moonlight coming in from the window enveloped the two sleeping people, lifted the smiles on their lips, brought happiness into their dreams, and spread it infinitely.

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The next day, Mingyifang, the most upscale five-star restaurant in City A.

In the supreme VIP box, Fu Xijue was sitting on the dining sofa.

As soon as Qin Mingcheng arrived across from him, he heard the man say: "Mingcheng, I want to get married."

It was said that Qin Mingcheng's feet were unsteady, and he almost fell on the edge of the dining sofa. Fortunately, he was agile and stabilized his body in time, and then sat down calmly.

He looked at a large table of delicacies on the table, but couldn't whet his appetite. He just looked at Fu Xijue with disbelief, and asked, "Xi Jue, what did you just say? Did I hear you right? You Want to get married? With whom? Yu Qiwei, or... Fu Qiaoxin?"

"Neither." Fu Xijue took a sip of the 82-year-old Lafite.

At this moment, Qin Mingcheng was even more confused, "Who is that? I didn't know that you even knew a woman who secretly dated?"

He looked at Qin Mingcheng and said slowly, "It's Su Xinxin."

Hearing this, Qin Mingcheng almost spit out a mouthful of blood, "Fu Xijue, are you playing with me? Isn't Fu Qiaoxin just Su Xinxin, isn't Su Xinxin just Fu Qiaoxin? It's fun to tease me, isn't it?"

In fact, what Qin Mingcheng was most angry with was not Su Xinxin and Fu Qiaoxin's problem, but the fact that Fu Xijue wanted to marry that woman made him the most unbelievable.

Before Fu Xijue could open his mouth, Qin Mingcheng said to himself: "Xijue, you and Xinxin will end your contractual relationship in 24 days, why do you suddenly want to marry her? Because she almost got into a car accident yesterday, you still have to wait [-] hours. Without the past, you actually told me that you want to marry her, are you out of your mind?"

Qin Mingcheng and Fu Xijue have been playing together since childhood, and the relationship between the two is so strong that they can wear the same pair of pants. It is related to the lifelong affairs of good buddies, so it is impossible for Qin Mingcheng not to care.

Fu Xijue already knew that his friend would have such a reaction, so he just quietly listened to Qin Mingcheng's resentment.

Not long after, Qin Mingcheng also seemed to feel that he was tired from talking, and he had almost vented his anger, and his mood just calmed down.

However, he looked at Fu Xijue, still puzzled, "Xijue, why? Why do you want to marry Xinxin all of a sudden?"