Chapter 80 onwards is your husband

  He laughed even more: "Well, admitting it isn't so bad after all. After all, a handsome monkey like me should be one of a kind in the world, right?" He indeed started to admire himself again, but what he said was actually true - if he were really a monkey, then he would indeed be the most handsome monkey in the world, haha.

  "Ah, handsome monkey." I lavished praise on him without restraint.

  He really couldn't help but laugh and cry this time, looking at me with a helpless expression: "Okay, this is the most bizarre compliment I've ever heard. But somehow, it's a compliment from Qianqian that sounds better than what others have said."

  "I've come down now, what is it that you want to say?" I asked.

  He burst out laughing, looking at me with a playful expression: "Qingqing, you're really interesting. If I remember correctly, I said last time that I wanted to spend a day with you, just the two of us, to cultivate some necessary tacit understanding. Of course..." He leaned in closer and lowered his head to look at me, saying: "I wouldn't mind taking our relationship a step further."

  The corner of my mouth twitched, and I viciously stepped on his shoes. He winced in pain, furrowing his brow. I sneered, revealing my pearly whites, and said word by word: "You...deserve...it!" How dare you try to negotiate with me, you're really getting too big for your britches!

  Mozzie didn't get angry, instead he seemed even happier. He's really a weirdo. Still smiling, he said: "Let's go, I'll take you out to have some fun." Although I was unwilling, but I also had to keep my promise, after all, I'm not like Bai Junyan who doesn't keep his word. Anyway, one day I'll make him regret it.

  Mo Ziluo put on his sunglasses as soon as he went out, and his assistant helped me open the car door. I glanced at him and got into the car. He drove, and I sat in the passenger seat. Suddenly, a hint of doubt arose in my mind, so I looked at him and asked, "Do you have nothing to do today?"

  He stretched out his index finger in front of my eyes and shook it twice, the meaning was very clear. He didn't have time, but he had time to take me out for a day. He guessed my doubts at once and said lightly: "I cancelled today's appointment, I'm on holiday all day today, artists also need time to rest." I also understood how hard it is to be an artist, last time I saw him being chased by fans, he was still running a high fever, it can be seen that he is exhausted every day...

  "What would you do if you weren't an artist?" I asked casually.

  "Be your fiancé first, and then be your husband." He said seriously.

  This joke isn't funny at all, I glared at him angrily: "Be serious, I hate people who are careless." But he looked at me innocently and said: "What's not serious about me? You don't believe anything I say... And look at how I work, where am I being careless?"

  He said that, and I couldn't refute him. In the past, it was always others who couldn't refute my words. Now, apart from Bai Junyan, there's also Mo Ziluo... should I say I'm very lucky or very unlucky?

  About twenty minutes later, he stopped the car by the side of the road. I was playing with my phone when he leaned over and looked at the screen with narrowed eyes. I glared at him: "What are you doing? It's not right to snoop on other people's privacy."

  He nodded in agreement: "For the sake of fairness, I can also let you see my privacy, how about it?" But I didn't agree, I looked at him with disdain and said: "I'm not interested. Where are we going now?"

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