Once the news of Sivir and Tu Mianmian's custom-made wedding rings and the suspected wedding spread, it gradually expanded from a small-scale discussion to a heated discussion on the entire Internet.

Good cub Mianmian always brings its own topic, and the traffic is great.

"Look!" Tu Mianmian leaned in front of Sivir with his light brain in his hands, and let him read the comments on Xingwang.

Tu Mianmian shook her feet happily, "They are all looking forward to our wedding!"

The duke, who has ordered the wedding ring, is submitting an application for the use of the wedding venue to the central control brain.

Hearing this, he turned his head and took the lead to kiss Tu Mianmian's face.

Both of them are old husbands and old husbands, and the Duke is more and more handy when it comes to kissing and holding up.

Sivir stared at the comment of Star Network: "..."

The duke caught a glimpse of the comments calling him a scumbag.

The scumbag stalk, probably can't get past this life.

Sivir turned his face away, and received a reply from the master brain's facial information on his light brain. He told Tu Mianmian, "The venue application has been approved."

The place where the two hold their wedding is the place they chose together. The location is not far, just on the central star.

That's a protected building from a previous era, the Basilica of San Delta.

This is a large semi-public venue under the jurisdiction of the Central Star Government. After the application for the use of the wedding venue is approved, the Duke's Palace will be open to use, and security robots will be dispatched to help maintain order at that time.

"So fast?!?" Tu Mianmian poked his head to look at the light brain of Lord Duke, and muttered, the master replied in seconds.

Sivir laughed.

"Mianmian." He rubbed the little girl's hair, "It's time to announce the wedding."

The wedding details are decided and the process is finalized.

As a result, on the lively Star Online, the topic of the duchess' wedding ring and wedding has not yet been finalized.

The netizens waited for their official announcement.

Both Tu Mianmian and Sivir's StarNet accounts released new dynamic content at the same time.

Star network people who were still talking about it just now: "???"

After reacting: "!!!"

There are three sets of wedding photos, two sets of formal photos, and one set of cute photos in the shape of a half-beast with bunny ears.

Netizens suddenly cried and howled——

[Good boy! babe! Mom I can! ! ! ]

[Wuwuwu Mianmian is too cute, bunny ears are tender and tender, I want to kiss! ]

[His Royal Highness is as cool as ever! It's cold and sassy, ​​and I look handsome in a formal dress! It goes so well with the cute and lovely Mianmian! ]

[Sivir, what kind of virtue, how can he be able to marry my sweet little cub...]

[Mianmian and His Royal Highness the Duke want to be happy! In the wedding photos, as long as His Royal Highness does not face the camera directly, his eyes must fall on Mianmian. When I look at Mianmian, my eyes are different from usual! What a fairy little detail, it's so sweet! ]

[Hahaha, I saw the text saying that a wedding is indeed going to be held, and I begged for an invitation! ! ! ]

[Mianmian's formal clothes look good too! ! ! Dress like a little prince, super delicate and beautiful! Bunny ears are so cute! ! It's killing me! ]

Fans were very happy, and they blew rainbow farts to coax Tu Mianmian into ecstasy, and they were happy for several days in a row.

This morning, Sivir woke up and looked beside him, but he didn't find Tu Mianmian. But the bed was still warm.

"Mianmian." The Duke stood up and saw Tu Mianmian just got up from the bed, "Are you practicing Purple Demon Eyes again?"

"Hahahaha." Tu Mianmian raised her head and laughed, "You are so funny when you talk."

Can't practice, don't practice!

Tu Mianmian couldn't wait to open his brain: "I'll get up first and see how the fans praise me today!"

Lord Duke: "..."

Tu Mianmian's current appearance looks like the author crawling to the comment area as soon as she wakes up every day, wanting to see how many readers blow her rainbow farts.

Chapter 57

Tu Mianmian, who wanted to hear the fans blow the rainbow fart, was pulled back to the bed by the Duke.

"You can watch the fan's compliments anytime." The Duke held the little girl in his arms and took away the brain. "You need to sleep a little longer."

It is said in the Pregnant Nursing Code that during pregnancy, the pregnant woman must maintain adequate sleep no matter what!

"Oh." Tu Mianmian struggled in the arms of Lord Duke, "Don't look at what I'm thinking about."

Sivir lowered his head. He looked at Tu Mianmian without opening his eyes. Although he was sleepy, he was stubbornly arching back and forth in his arms. He turned over and pressed Tu Mianmian to the bottom, hugging him a little tighter.

He rubbed his chin on Tu Mianmian's cheek, and his warm breath brushed over the end of Tu Mianmian's eyes when he spoke, "I miss you."

Tu Mianmian: "..."

o(▽)q

The hand of Wang Baquan, who had been flipped over, was just on Sivir's waist.

The rascal little rabbit touched the Duke's abdominal muscles.

o(▽)q! ! !

Little Jiaofu lay down awkwardly, no longer struggling, let alone thinking about the fans' rainbow farts.

Isn't it good to touch the old gong to sleep?

Isn't that rainbow fart?

When she wakes up, let Judy take the lead in blowing so hard that a pig can fly in the air.

The internet-addicted little girl who woke up early fell asleep again under the attack of the temptation of male sex.

Tu Mianmian either didn't sleep, and once she fell asleep, she couldn't wake up.

When he woke up again, it was noon.

After lunch, Tu Mianmian drank another bowl of bitter pills.

He sat on the sofa and looked at his brain while receiving sugar water from the Duke.

In fact, drinking sugar water just after taking the medicine is not good.

But the duke was reluctant to try to endure hardships, and he couldn't see Tumian crying and crying miserably.

To be the little princess of the duke, eat only a few handfuls without suffering.