Arnold, give me a real home (2)

His consciousness had become blurry, and his fingers were curled up, too lazy to move.

However, at this moment, she suddenly heard his voice in her daze.

"Yingluo, Xiaoyang, let's go get our marriage certificate, Yingluo."

Let's get our marriage certificate, Yingluo.

He had already missed out on so many years. He did not want to wait any longer.

He wanted her to be his real wife.

Inexplicably, an Xiaoyang's nose started to feel sour as she gradually regained consciousness after hearing this.

Her eyes suddenly became wet.

Sang nuo sensed her emotions and instantly panicked. He hurriedly asked, " Yueyue, little yang, what's wrong, Yueyue? "

Did she regret it?

The next second, he saw an Xiaoyang wrapped herself tightly in the blanket. She turned around and her face was directly pressed against his bare chest.

She slowly reached out and hugged his waist.

She snuggled into his arms.

Sang nuo's entire body tensed up.