Chapter 747: I don’t like any places I like

He asked not, is there any difference?
Mo Yesi probably thought of these two things too. There was a moment of unnaturalness on his face. He coughed his lips and coughed a little: "That surname is painted, it is indeed bad intentions. You are far away from him, yes. "
"Okay, I think I understand what you mean. In the future, I will slowly change it, okay? Qiao Mianmian, I know there are a lot of things that are not so flattering on me. If you don’t like it, I will change it. Only, you give me a little time."
"I will change it. I will change the place you don't like."
Mo Yesi is essentially a man with strong possessiveness and control.
In front of Qiao Mianmian, he was very restrained.
If he exposes his truest face to her, I'm afraid that it will scare her away.
Just what she has shown now has made her feel stressed and made her feel tired.
How dare he let her know that now he has actually converged a lot.
The man almost begged her in a low voice.
Qiao Mianmian raised his head and looked at his cautious expression again, and he was touched in a sudden.
This is Mo Yesi.
He grew up with a golden spoon in his childhood, and he has only been asked by others. He can't ask for anyone, nor does he need to ask for Mo Yesi.
But now...
He put his posture so low, begging her.
When did he ask whom?
She didn't like him to be overbearing, or her possessiveness.
However, if he doesn't care about her so much, he won't look at her more when he gets cold.
Is it wrong to care about someone?
Like someone, can you control yourself?
Faced with such Mo Yesi, Qiao Mianmian softened at once.
Yes, when she knew him, she knew what kind of person he was.
His character was developed from an early age.
For more than 20 years, he had such a personality. If he was changed at once, how could he change it?
She has to give him time.
You have to give yourself time.
"Okay, I promise you."
She looked at him, her indifference and alienation faded away, and she reached out and motioned for him to lower her head a little.
Mo Yesi immediately followed suit.
Qiao Mianmian stretched out his hand again, and his soft little hand fell on his handsome deep face, stroking his sharp eyebrows and tall nose bridge, and finally fell on his warm and soft lips.
She looked up at her face and looked at him. After a few seconds of silence, her voice was soft: "Mo Yesi, do you promise me something?"
The man's eyes were very deep, and he stared at her intently, nodding gently: "Okay, you say."
No matter what she asks for.
He agreed to her.
But whenever she spoke, did he ever reject her?
Even if she wanted the stars in the sky, he would find a way to pluck her off.
"You don't have to be so impulsive again in the future." Qiao Mianmian frowned slightly, thinking of his move just now, frowning again, could not help but sigh, "Mo Yesi, since I have married you, It’s your wife. In the future, the only person I like will be you.

"I can't guarantee others' ideas, but I can guarantee my own."
When he heard her say "like", the man's black eyes brightened.
"So, don't worry about who I will be robbed. Do you have no confidence in yourself? Do you think you are such an unattractive man? Any man can compare you?"