How can I know the strategy? It's all because my wife loves me

Chapter 392 This is my destiny alpha19

"Although the two A's cannot get a marriage certificate yet, I think Hongxuan is a good person. With your mother in charge, we will definitely give you a good wedding."

After everyone left, Father Mo finally spoke seriously.

"Your mother and I don't ask for anything. For someone like you, it's a blessing to find a partner. Just live a good life in the future."

"Yes." Mo Yang said in a deep voice, "Then you should get ready and come with me to the Wen family to propose marriage."

Mo Yang didn't say much to his parents, nor did he make up a story about amnesia like Hongxuan to make his parents believe in their relationship more.

To outsiders, his love at first sight and even inexplicable feelings for Wen Hongxuan might seem jaw-dropping.

But Mo Yang himself knew that he wanted to marry this person home.

It was as if he had lived all these years just to wait for someone like this to marry him.

Since my parents are not dissatisfied, I just need to go through the process quickly. The most important thing is to bring Hongxuan back home.

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When Mother Mo saw that Wen Hongxuan liked it very much, she wanted to buy him anything she saw on the street.

Even when crossing the road and seeing a new sports car on the road, he would point at it like he was recruiting soldiers and ask Wen Hongxuan if he liked it.

Wen Hongxuan felt helpless but also at ease with Mo's mother's enthusiasm. He explained again and again that he was not very skilled in driving and it was enough for Mo Yang to take him there.

Only then did Mother Mo give up the idea of ​​buying a car for her future son-in-law.

Just when she was about to ask Wen Hongxuan which area of ​​the new house he liked, Wen Hongxuan spoke first, saying that he wanted to buy a few sets of couple outfits for Mo Yang and himself, and asked Mo's mother to help him take a look.

Only then was Mo's mother's attention diverted and she focused on picking clothes for the two of them, not forgetting to bring Mo Zhan along.

Anyway, if she doesn’t buy something today, Mother Mo will never give up. The clothes are pretty good and Wen Hongxuan can accept them.

After Mo Yang finished the meeting, he and his father hurried off work to reunite with his wife.

The family of five had a nice meal outside. Mo Zhan went back to the old house with his parents, while Mo Yang took Wen Hongxuan back to his own home.

"How does Hongxuan know my clothing size?"

Mo Yang's clothes were always custom-made by brands. After he became an adult, Mo's mother never cared about this matter. It was impossible for her to tell the size of Mo Yang's clothes.

Not to mention Mo Yang's mother, even Mo Yang himself was not quite sure, because he never bought clothes outside and had no idea what size the clothes sold outside would be on him.

But Wen Hongxuan knew that Mo Yang was very surprised.

"Ayang," Wen Hongxuan put his arms around Mo Yang's waist from behind, "I know everything about you. I have lived for so long and have only revolved around you."

"..."

What kind of nonsense is this?

"Then why don't I know you?" Mo Yang turned around and held the person to sit on his lap, "Hongxuan, this is not fair."

"It's you who just can't remember." Speaking of Wen Hongxuan, he was a little stingy. He was silly all day long and was not in a hurry to recover his memory.

I don't know when this idiot will be able to recognize me. I can't let him wait until he is over 50 and has gray hair, right?

"So it's my fault again?" Mo Yang found it funny. "Then why didn't Hongxuan tell me? Why don't you just tell me what I forgot?"

“Too many to list.”

Wen Hongxuan ruthlessly refused and gave Mo Yang a look that showed his understanding. "Besides, you used to act like a savage, doing whatever you wanted without restraint, fighting and getting into trouble were commonplace. I think you might not want me to mention it again."

"Is this me you're talking about?" Mo Yang found it really hard to imagine how unrestrained he could be in the past.

He was educated in etiquette in the Mohist school since childhood, and his words and deeds are never wrong. Anyone who sees him will praise him for being steady, dignified and graceful. How could he be like a savage?

Mo Yang found it hard to believe, but looking at Wen Hongxuan's eyes, he felt a little guilty.

"Haha," Mo Yang laughed dryly, "Did I cause you any trouble? Hongxuan, you can actually punish me. I believe I will definitely obey your discipline."

Wen Hongxuan was stunned for a moment, then chuckled and shook his head.

"Ayang, you have never been a problem to me, and you don't need any sanctions. You are you, no matter you were a reckless savage before or a graceful young man now, you are still my Mo Yang. No matter if you become better or worse, I behind you will not change."

"I don't know if you are stupid or I am stupid, or maybe we are both not very smart, so we can be together in this way."

"Hongxuan?" Mo Yang's heart skipped a beat, and he subconsciously hugged Wen Hongxuan tightly, "Don't say that, I'll feel--" Hongxuan seemed to disappear in the next second...

"You won't leave me, will you?" Mo Yang felt as if something was blocking his chest, and he felt a little numb and uneasy.

"How can I bear to do that?" Wen Hongxuan leaned his head on Mo Yang's shoulder, "Ayang, I really love you."

"Hongxuan..."

Mo Yang lowered his head and gently kissed Wen Hongxuan on the lips, and used his eyes to carefully carve Wen Hongxuan's face into his mind bit by bit.

"Baby, why don't you know how to kiss again?" Wen Hongxuan smiled and covered the back of Mo Yang's neck, pressing him towards himself, "I'll teach you."

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After the long kiss, both of them fell on the bed, panting.

The rich scent of iced Baileys pheromones mixed with the mellow sandalwood rose filled the entire room, making people feel as if they were in a carefully set up greenhouse.

The smell of pheromones jumps at different frequencies depending on the owner's mood.

"Hongxuan, your pheromones seem to be——" Invitation...

"Ayang, I, I don't think I can go to school tomorrow..."

Wen Hongxuan put the back of his hand on his forehead, gasped with his mouth slightly open, and felt something was wrong.

"Hongxuan?"

Mo Yang then came to his senses and found that Wen Hongxuan's body was abnormally hot.

He was completely lost in his thoughts just now, and when he noticed that Wen Hongxuan was feeling hot, he just thought that he was the same as himself, and didn't think about anything else at all.

"What's wrong with you?" Mo Yang quickly picked up Wen Hongxuan. After his eyes regained clarity, they were replaced by worry. "Hongxuan? I'll take you to the hospital."

"Fool,"

Wen Hongxuan was also impressed by this idiot Mo Yang, who still needed him to teach him such things.

"No need to go to the hospital, Ayang, I'm just in heat."

Wen Hongxuan was still somewhat conscious, but he couldn't help wanting to get closer to Mo Yang. "I don't want to go to the hospital, Ayang, don't leave."

"Estrous period..."

Mo Yang was stunned for a moment, the knowledge in his mind about this aspect was still limited to the text introduction in the textbook.

He couldn't smell other people's pheromones and had never been in estrus. He had never cared about such things before, so his knowledge about the subject was very limited.

Fortunately, Mo Yang still had his brains. He looked at Wen Hongxuan, who was a little bit unconscious, held him in his arms, freed one hand, and called his doctor friend.