Blessed To Have Each Other In This Life (Mu Shao, Your Wife Is Born Again)

Huang Ming thought clearly.

There is no way out for Xiao Jinyu to follow Wei Yiran, because Wei Yiran doesn't like her.

To be precise, even if you like it, it is a liking mixed with various considerations. This kind of feeling is impure and cannot stand the test.

Now that the weather is calm and we can get along well, if we encounter any ups and downs, dangers, troughs, or another broken limb, will Wei Yiran use the little goldfish to change the situation?

Huang Ming felt sure.

He won't despise Wei Yiran because of this, because he himself is not noble, and he can't resist the temptation when he encounters life-threatening danger.

So... it's better to take advantage of the good relationship and close relationship between everyone now, and help her find a way out first, it's better than turning against each other in the future.

Huo Chenghong is a very good way out.

...

The next day, Wei Yiran asked Xiao Jinyu to invite Huo Chenghong.

The little goldfish asked him, "Will you go too?"

"He's busy. It's the end of the year now, and the auction house can't do without people. How can I go there?" Huang Ming interrupted, "I want to go, but unfortunately I don't have that blessing. I heard that it is Mr. Huo's own island. I bought it a few days ago, and it is very beautifully decorated, so you can open your eyes when you go this time."

The little goldfish is not very interested.

However, since Wei Yiran and Huang Ming would mention this matter to her, they should want her to go. If they didn't want her to go, they wouldn't mention it.

The little goldfish thought for a while, then looked up at Wei Yiran: "Do you want me to go?"

The meaning is simple: you want me to go, I will go.

Zian has taken care of her for so many years, she should repay him, and in order to repay him, she is willing to do anything.

Wei Yiran didn't dare to look her in the eyes. He looked away and looked at the gloomy sky outside the window. Although Qingjiang City is not as icy and snowy as the North Country, it is still bitingly cold in winter.

"It's warm on the island, so you might as well live there." He paused for a while, then whispered, "Be good after you go, if you can please Mr. Huo, it will be of great benefit to you."

The little goldfish stared at him and asked, "What about you?"

Wei Yiran was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly: "...for me, of course there are only benefits."

The little goldfish smiled when he heard that, and looked at him with a smile on his lips, "Okay, I'm going."

Wei Yiran and Huang Ming heaved a sigh of relief...

It's just different from Huang Ming, after Wei Yiran relaxed, his heart felt unsteady and empty, and after making a decision, he was even more at a loss.

...

Decided to go, not immediately, there are still a few days before the departure time to prepare.

Two big men prepared luggage for the little goldfish, close-fitting underwear, different styles of swimsuits, all kinds of beautiful skirts... bought one by one for her to try to see if it fit.

The little goldfish's body curve is very beautiful, without exaggerated lordosis and back warping, it looks elegant, especially the two legs, which are soft and slender, graceful and graceful.

Huang Ming murmured, "It's not useful..."

The little goldfish asked them: "Are you ready? I'm so tired after standing for a long time."

Wei Yiran dragged a chair over and told her to sit down, then squatted down himself, gently held her calf, and looked at her carefully.

On the knees and ankles, there are tiny fish scales.

Wei Yiran looked at Huang Ming.

Huang Ming sighed, "Scrape it off."

When going to the island to play, there must be time to wear a swimsuit. Besides, if you send someone there, even if you don't get eaten and wiped clean, you will still have to kiss and touch her. And these fish scales on her body will only cause bad things.

Either be regarded as a monster, or be regarded as a skin disease patient - it is disgusting, annoying, and may even be blamed on Wei Yiran.

The little goldfish pursed his lips and didn't object, but subconsciously clenched his hands into fists, feeling nervous.