The Law of Transmigration: The Black-Hearted God’s Domineering Love

"I don't want to do anything." Yi Zehao put his chin on the crook of her neck and rubbed lightly, "All my thoughts are on getting married now, and I can't do anything."

"Uh... don't you think you're a bit like a wedding fanatic if you act like this?!" Luo Liyan couldn't hold it back and complained softly.

I thought that Yi Zehao would blush because of his teasing, and then he would stop teasing me. Who knew that his face was red, but his face did not become thinner at all.

"What's wrong with getting married earlier? I can exercise my power earlier." Yi Zehao chuckled happily, pressed his slightly cool lips to the fleshy earlobe, and then bit lightly, "Let's talk about cigarettes." Yan actually doesn’t want to marry me? Huh?”

The last sound was raised upward, and it was obviously full of threats, but it was like a feather, drawing circles in Luo Liyan's heart, making her a little dry, even thinking about that I can't even say anything to admit it.

In the end, he could only pull his clean pajamas from the shelf on one side, and poked his waist with his elbow, "Move aside, I have to take a shower first."

Yi Zehao didn't force him to move, he let go of his hand happily and took two steps back.

Then he watched his beloved little girl enter the bathroom and locked the door, then leaned against the edge of the door frame and asked with a joking smile: "Do you want me to go in and help you?"

"In your dreams!"

The squeamish roar and the sound of clothes being hit on the door rang out at the same time.

Yi Zehao placed a single finger slightly between his eyebrows, and raised the corners of his lips happily, "Look, you have to get married as soon as possible, so that I can legitimately help you take a bath."

"Bah! Even if we get married, I won't let you help." Luo Li roared with smoke.

But because she was afraid that her father and grandfather would hear her, she could only lower her voice, so that she didn't sound powerful at all. Instead, she sounded like a little beast that was getting anxious and about to cry.

Yi Zehao felt the blood in his heart boil several times, and finally managed to calm down.

Fortunately, he had already calculated the auspicious day for getting married in advance. It was just three days after the antique conference. He could get the certificate here first and prepare the wine on a large scale.

There is no more Shili Hongzhuang in this world, so I can only give her a dreamy island.

However, it will take some time to convert the gold into money and then buy the island.

If that wasn't enough, he had to go back to the tomb and exchange things with the three neighbors.

It was hard to get rid of many antiques, so he could only use some items to exchange them for all their real money.

I just didn't expect that after having disliked them for so many years, they could finally exert such an effect at such a critical moment.

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The next week went by pretty quickly.

Because the room next to Yi Zehao was still being renovated, he came to Luo's house every day to have a meal.

While discussing with Luo Liyan how to decorate the room over there, he looked at the decoration drawings and kept an eye on the progress of the decoration.

On one side, the four of them were studying the treasures buried with them, and which ten should be auctioned.

The Luo family has a lot of bad antiques. They picked three pieces. In addition to the three good treasures they found themselves, the remaining four pieces had to be picked out from the antiques sent by Yi Zehao. .