[Wedding photos? ] Mianmiantu tilted his head, he looked at Sivir, and asked in confusion: [Our wedding photo? ]
Sivir nodded slightly.
[Isn't it already filmed? ] Mianmiantu felt strange: [When we first registered our marital status, the staff of the Civil Affairs Bureau came to our door and took pictures of us! Wow! ]
While Tu Mianmian was talking to the Duke with her mental strength, she stretched out her rabbit's paws and grabbed the white veil above her head and pulled it down.
Can't pull it off. He even pulled the hair on the top of his head.
"It's different." Seeing Mianmiantu struggling, Sivir reached out to help him take off the veil, "That's a marriage certificate photo."
By the way, he took off the other outfits on Mianmiantu, and said in a low voice, "It's different from the wedding photo."
Tu Mian was taken aback.
He turned back into a human form, wrapped in a quilt, his heart beating inexplicably.
Sivir was watching him. In the past, His Excellency's emerald green eyes looked like icy cold lakes, piercing his bones. But when looking at Tu Mianmian, there is only tenderness in his eyes.
"You want to take another wedding photo of the two of us now?" Tu Mianmian asked awkwardly.
Sivir leaned over and kissed softly on the corner of Tulian's lips, "Yes."
Tu Mianmian was so dazed by the kiss that she curled her fingers. He was obviously an old man, but he couldn't help but blush a little.
Tu Mianmian wrapped the quilt around her body again, and was about to bury herself, as if she was too shy to hide, "That, that..."
Tu Mianmian hummed softly, "Then you can't secretly dress me in small clothes at night."
You can ask for his opinion during the day before trying on the Tutu wedding dress (?)!
Sivir laughed.
"Okay." The strict Lord Duke admitted his mistake graciously, "I won't dare to do it again next time."
·
Regarding the wedding photos, the duchess and his wife reached a tacit consensus.
The next day, logistics robots delivered all kinds of wedding dresses one after another.
There are big ones and there are small ones.
The duke is in a good mood, and treats everyone in the duke's mansion with rare gentleness.
After all the wedding clothes are in hand, the Duke will take his little wife to do a wedding shoot! Pre-wedding preparations.
The maids and domestic service robots of the Duke's Mansion have finished setting up the interior.
The central control system has been intelligently adjusted, so there is no need to worry about the light and shadow effects, and smoke rendering will be performed according to the situation.
Tu Mianmian was looking through the pile of clothes for wedding photos in the bedroom. He pulled out a skirt that was particularly low on fabric, and asked in confusion, "Why are there still small skirts?"
Hearing this, Sivir turned her head and glanced at his hand, then turned her face away again.
His Excellency the Duke straightened the bow tie around his neck, with a calm expression, and said nonchalantly: "Maybe I bought it wrong."
Tu Mianmian threw the little skirt towards Sivir.
You bought the wrong suspender skirt!
Smelly and shameless, getting more and more perverted.
·
There are various styles of wedding dresses and various indoor settings, so there are also a lot of wedding photos taken.
Sivir and Tu Mianmian spent an entire afternoon on this.
There are many finished wedding photos. There is a picture of Mianmian in human-shaped formal attire, and there is a picture of Mianmian wearing rabbit ears and rabbit tail.
There is also a picture of a bunny with lop ears, wearing a variety of small wedding dresses, being held in the palm of the Duke, on the top of the head, lying on the shoulder, or holding it in the arms, etc. A series of things that are not allowed to be appreciated by outsiders Photo.
The former two types of wedding photos can also entertain the eyes of everyone in the Duke's mansion, while the latter are treasured by the Duke.
Even if 1 is deducted frantically in the comment area, the author has no way of stealing it from the Lord Duke to take a quick look.
"Does it look good on me?" Tu Mianmian probed her brain, leaning close to Sivir to look at the wedding photos on her light brain.
He had just finished taking the last group of wedding photos, he was in the half-beast form with rabbit ears and tail, dressed like a delicate little prince.
When it got close to Sivir, the jackrabbit slipped from the side of its head and brushed the Duke's cheek.
"It's beautiful." Sivir turned his head, the soft touch on his cheek was very comfortable, he kissed the little girl's rabbit ears: "It's very cute."
Duke Cold's rainbow fart praise was extremely lethal, and Tu Mianmian immediately cocked his tail and happily went to change his clothes.
After watching the pictures go upstairs, Butler Anderson stepped forward and interrupted Sivir's appreciation of the wedding photos: "Your Royal Highness."
Anderson said: "! "I still need to consult your opinions and ideas on some details. "
Sivir nodded.
They were still talking about the wedding. The general process has been figured out, but the details are uncertain.
"I think it's better for Madam to participate in the planning of the wedding." Butler Anderson pushed his monocle.
"It's better to follow Madam's preference." Butler Anderson suggested.
Sivir thought for a while, then nodded and said, "Okay."
"I'll tell Mianmian."
Butler Anderson nodded lovingly.
Home service robots are dismantling and tidying up interior sets after a wedding photo shoot.
And Judy was hiding in a corner, looking at the wedding photo of Mianmiantu secretly photographed on the optical brain, smiling so hard that she couldn't see her teeth.
She swiped down, and quickly covered her mouth, for fear that she would be so cute that she would laugh out loud.
Butler Anderson: "..."
Mr. Butler waved at Judy, "Judy."
"Here!" Judy quickly put away the optical brain and walked out from the corner.
Butler Anderson said with his hands behind his back, "Come and help me recently."
He adjusted his unilateral glasses, "There is going to be a happy event in the Duke's mansion."
"Okay." Judy agreed first, but was a little confused: "What happy event?"
Mr. Butler smiled slyly, and he winked at Judy, "Looking at today's wedding photo, what do you think is a happy event?"
"... a wedding?" Judy guessed. Seeing Anderson nodding, her eyes lit up, and she said happily, "It's an honor!"-
The Duke, who was in a happy mood after taking the wedding photos, ended his good mood with his own hands before going to bed at night.
Tu Mianmian was still washing the incense, and Sivir read the "Guidelines for Pregnant Nursing Care" before going to bed as usual.
He turned on the optical brain to continue his previous reading. After reading a chapter about the dangers and complications of twin births for a pregnant woman, Sivir continued to scroll down.
After seeing the next page, he! Suddenly: "..."
Sivir closes the e-book.
After two seconds of silence, he opened it again, and the content was still exactly the same as what he had just seen.
It's not that the way he opened the book was wrong, but the content is really that way.
·
that night.
Sivir woke up from a nightmare. His back was almost soaked in cold sweat, and his eyes were dark.
"What's the matter?" Tu Mianmian also woke up, rubbed his eyes, and looked at Sivir in a daze.
Tu Mianmian woke up immediately, he held the handsome face of the Duke, observed it carefully, and was shocked, "What's going on?!"
Tu Mianmian was shocked: "Did I sleepwalk and beat you up at night?!"
Just beat out two black eye circles
"No." Xivir hugged Tu Mianmian, resting her forehead on his shoulder, "I dreamed of you last night."
"What did you dream about me?" Tu Mianmian asked, stroking the Duke's head while comforting him.
He remembered that he had dreamed that the Duke had other rabbits outside, and judged others by himself, and guessed: "Could it be that I dreamed that I had other dogs and men outside?"
That's why the Duke is so miserable and haggard with excessive worry
"Hahahaha." Tu Mianmian couldn't help laughing at her guess.
Sivir: "…"
I have to say that Xiaojiaofu is indeed a little expert at activating the atmosphere. The dull Duke immediately felt much relieved.
"No." Sivir let out a deep breath from his chest, he hugged Tumianmian's waist, and put his ears on Tumianmian's abdomen.
He seemed to hear the heartbeat of the fetus, and there was a trace of blood connection in the dark.
"Mian Mian." The bloody scene in the nightmare was vivid in his mind, Xivir closed his eyes, and whispered: "Otherwise... there will be no birth."
Tu Mianmian: "?"
Ga
Tu's continuous laughter stopped abruptly.
"Does it mean to hit, to kill?" Tu Mianmian was taken aback.
hope! Sivir stood up, looked directly at Tu Mianmian, and nodded slowly: "Yes."
Tu Mianmian's mouth became O-shaped, and he was shocked when he saw that the Duke's expression did not seem to be fake, "You are so cruel!"
He was five months pregnant, but in return he said - get rid of it!
Cruel and ruthless Duke Leng!
Tu Mianmian kicked Sivir's face. The showman was possessed, hugging his stomach and backing away, with tears in the corners of his eyes: "Hey! You can't deprive me of my right to be a father!"
"Mianmian." Sivir didn't know whether to laugh or cry.
He stepped forward to hug the little girl, and patted his back, "I dreamed that you had a dystocia."
Dreaming that Tu Lian was lying in a pool of blood, he cried and told him how painful it was.
"Is that so..." Tu Mianmian was stunned.
He patted His Excellency the Duke, "Don't think wildly."
He, a refined bunny.
Super healthy!
"I'll be fine." Tu Mianmian coaxed the Duke, "I won't have a miscarriage."
Father and son are safe!
·
It was rare for the Duke to lose his mind, and the little girl comforted him for a long time before finally dispelling the worries in the Duke's heart.
The two fell asleep again. When she woke up the next day, Sivir stretched out her hand and looked beside her, only to find that Tu Mianmian was not on the bed.
He sat up and looked around, and saw that Tu Mianmian was sitting by the window, wrapped in a dress and opened the curtain to look outside.
Sivir recognized Tu Mianmian's coat as her own, and her gaze suddenly became very soft.
He got up and walked behind Tu Mianmian, "Mianmian, what are you looking at?"
"What are they doing?" Tu Mianmian asked looking out the window.
Sivir followed suit.
In the courtyard of the Duke's Mansion, transport robots were busy moving in and out, bringing in large and small things.
"They are preparing things for the wedding," Sivir said.
"Huh?" Tu Mianmian turned her head, doubts written on her face: "A wedding?"
"Yes, wedding." Sivir repeated these two words.
He squatted down and kissed Tu Mian's eyelashes: "Our wedding."