"That's not it." Zhuang Momo raised his hand to wipe away his tears, and gritted his teeth, "Even if you don't marry me, I will marry you. If anyone dares to stop us from being together, I will kill him."

"That's right." Zhan Li walked to Zhuang Momo's side in the last few steps, hugged her tenderly, lowered his head and rubbed between her necks, "my wife should be so domineering and strong. "

"Mother and the second sister are here." Zhuang Momo pushed him, but his strength was as weak as an ant's. Where was pushing him, it was obviously rubbing against his body.