The airship of the Duke's Palace crossed the cordon and landed on the square in front of the cathedral.

Tu Mianmian and Sivir got off the airship.

The building in front of it is tall and magnificent, the top of the attic spire almost soaring into the clouds, the original snow-white exterior wall has become slightly yellowed over the long years, and the marble relief window reflects the sparkling light under the artificial sunlight.

The musical fountain in the center of the square resounded with a beautiful melody, crisp and pleasant. The slender water column spewed out of the spring, and the water in the bottom pool circulated in a gurgling circulation.

In front of it are the buildings left over from the previous era, and the quaint atmosphere is blowing. Behind him is an advanced technology airship. The contrast between the hatchbacks is full of the fantasy of changing times.

Tu Mianmian raised her head and sighed, "Wow..."

Tu Mianmian's eyes were sparkling, and Sivir glanced sideways, feeling that he was cute, so he lowered his head and kissed Tu Mianmian's cheek.

"Ah ah ah Ah Wei is dead-!!!" A scream suddenly came from behind them.

Tu Mianmian and Sivir both turned their heads and found that a group of people were looking at them excitedly outside the cordon.

One of them didn't know if it was myopia or something, but he was still looking at it with a binoculars and happily waving at them.

Tu Mianmian: "?"

Sivir: "?"

What kind of new operation is this?

Seeing Tu Mianmian and Sivir turn back, the crowd erupted into even more enthusiastic cheers.

"His Royal Highness must take good care of my Mianmian!"

"Mianmian! Look at Mommy! Mommy loves you!"

"His Royal Highness's boyfriend Li MAX! Mianmian is so cute!!! It's too sweet to sprinkle candy and kiss in public!"

"It's not worth it for me to come from the country to the city! Grandma, I saw that you are so adorable, grandma—"

"Wuwuwu Mianmian isn't pregnant with a cub, why does she still look so thin? Dear cub, you should eat more usually, otherwise my mother will feel distressed!"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, what good luck I am! I came to stroll around and saw Mianmian's darling cub!"

Tu Mianmian was at a loss, and after listening carefully to their gossip and shouting for a while, he suddenly realized that these were his fans.

He immediately waved to the fans happily as a greeting.

In response, fans shouted louder, almost turning the sky over. And more and more people heard the movement and rushed here.

Sivir pinched Tu Mianmian's cheek, recruited more patrol robots to maintain order, and walked into the cathedral with Tu Mianmian, leaving behind the group of women who wanted to be his mother-in-law.

Lord Duke, it is so cold.

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In the cathedral, the empty inner ceiling was hung with bright and festive decorations.

"The Duchess, Your Royal Highness."

When the busy robots in the cathedral passed by Sivir and Tu Mianmian, they all greeted them.

Sivir nodded in greeting, and took Tu Mianmian's hand and sat down on a bench in the corner. He put Tu Mianmian's hand in his palm and wrapped it.

The two of them didn't speak for a while, just watching the crowd and the robot busy coming and going, they found it interesting with a whistle and two complaints, and the scene was lively and warm.

Tu Mianmian looked around the interior decoration of the cathedral, looked at the bright stained glass, and saw the decoration of wedding items.

Suddenly, he felt very peaceful in his heart.

Sivir seemed to feel something, turned his head and asked in a low voice, "Mianmian, what's wrong?"

Chapter 59

"Mianmian, what's wrong?" Sivir turned his head and asked.

Tu Mianmian shook his head and shook his feet, "It's nothing."

Sivir still looked at Tu Mianmian and squeezed his palm, as if he didn't believe it.

Little Jiaofu has been feeding well during this period of time, and finally some flesh has grown on his body. His palms are warm and fleshy, and the Duke feels very comfortable to touch.

Tu Mianmian's hands were itchy, and she pulled her fat paws out of the Duke's hand.

He rolled his eyes and beckoned for the Duke to come over.

Tu Mianmian was mysterious, and quietly said to Sivir: "I really don't have anything wrong, I just feel that I love you more today than yesterday."

Sivir: "..."

The Duke, who leaned over to listen, sat up straight again, looking straight ahead, looking into an unknown distance.

The tip of his ear was a little red, and if he took a closer look, he could see a smile that couldn't be hidden from the corner of the duke's tightly pursed lips.

The Duke is so boring. Saucy.

Tu Mian poked Sivir on the arm.

"Cough." Sivir clenched his hand into a fist and coughed lightly against his lips.

"Mianmian." He lowered his head and touched the little girl's soft lips, his eyes filled with a smile: "I love you too."

The Duke's voice was very low, a private whisper that could only be heard between him and the little girl.

The duke and the little sweetheart chatted with each other for a while, envying everyone else.

Afterwards, they wandered around in the Cathedral of St. Deloitte, and after getting to know the place roughly, they headed home.

Judy was waiting for them when they got back to the ducal house.

As soon as they came back, immediately called them to pick out the style of suits to wear to the wedding.

After the suit style is selected, the production will start, and after it is produced, it must be fine-tuned according to the upper body effect. It takes a lot of effort.

"I'll be darling." Tu Mianmian looked at the style display pictures of each suit and exclaimed, "These suits are very self-cultivating."

Sivir: "?"

"Yes." The Duke was a little at a loss. The suit really shows the waist.

"Think about it." Tu Mianmian sighed.

He compared the waist width of the picture of the suit on Biguanonao, and compared to his own waist, "I'm pregnant with twins."